I scour the sea of faces that is standing around in search of Logan. We see each other daily and sure, there is a stolen kiss or moment, but we have not had alone time in a while, and I miss it.
Finally, I spot him in an intense conversation with my brothers and my legs start walking towards him by themselves. I cannot take my eyes off him; it is like I see him for the first time. His bright, green eyes and wavy black hair. The ease of his smile and the subtle movements of his muscles. His gaze locks onto mine and like the very first time we met, I walk up to him. My fingers curl into his jacket’s lapel and I pull him closer. A satisfied moan escapes as our lips touch and instantly my insides are mush.
“I’ll never get tired of you doing this,” he murmurs against my lips.
“Get a room,” J
