Page 99 of Fighting Fate (Granton University 1)

As he accepted it, Bailey shifted around them, studying him from a different angle before her eyes flared. “Hey, you’re that hot designated driver guy.”

He grunted out an unintelligible sound and rubbed the shoulder he’d landed on as he scowled at her. “Yeah. G’morning to you too.”

“Pai-aige!” Tess looked pleasantly scandalized as she put two syllables in Paige’s name. Eyes glittering with glee, she rubbed her hands together. “Did you get drunk and need a ride home last night?”

Both Logan and Paige ignored the intruders as they gazed at each other.

Reaching out, he caught a piece of her hair and smoothed it down, his expression full of adoring amusement. “I should probably go.”

She nodded glumly and watched him glance around the room until he spotted his jeans draped over the back of her desk chair. Her greedy gaze gobbled up the muscle tone on his legs and the sleek line of his vertebra as he kept his back to them and jerked his pants on, tugging them up over his boxer shorts.

Paige licked her lips, remembering how she’d clutched that very back last night before she realized she wasn’t the only one taking in an eyeful.

Scowling at both her suitemates as their stares followed every move Logan made, she stepped partially in front of them to block their view and crossed her arms over her chest.

Lifting an eyebrow, she asked, “Do you mind?”

Bailey shifted to the side so she could peer around Paige’s shoulder. “Not at all.”

“Me neither,” a blushing Tess piped up as she dodged to the other side of Paige for her own peek.

Giving up on them, Paige sighed and turned just in time to see the last bit of Logan’s golden back disappear as he slipped on his shirt. When he glanc

ed at her with a nervous, uncertain smile, she melted. His blue eyes asked if she was okay, if she regretted anything, if she wanted to see him again.

She loved how much he cared. Smiling her reassurance, she took his hand. He squeezed her fingers before his shoulders eased and he breathed out a silent, relieved breath.

“I guess I’m going then,” he said.

She followed him to the door, where he crouched down to pull on his shoes. “Do you have to work today?”

“No, I…” Shoving his foot into the last shoe, he stood and cast her suitemates a cautious squint. They watched him avidly. “I have a feeling you and your friends need to talk, though.”

Paige glanced at Tess and Bailey who both bobbed their heads in vigorous agreement. She sighed. “Yeah.” And she had a lot more to tell them than Logan realized. “It might take a while too.” She sent him an apologetic grimace.

“That’s fine. I’m going to head home and grab a shower. I think I left my cell phone at The Squeeze, so I might pop in there to get it, and make sure we didn’t leave too much of a mess last night while I’m at it. Is…” He cast their audience a discreet look before turning back to her. “Is it okay if I stop by later?”

Without answering, Paige grabbed the front of his shirt with both hands and yanked him against her for a goodbye kiss. When his mouth captured hers, she felt home.

Soon, the meeting of lips turned into something too deep for prying eyes, so she regretfully let go of his shirt. He took a step away from her, looking dazed as he struggled for air.

“Okay, then. I’ll take that as a yes.” He returned to her just enough to press his forehead to hers and nuzzle their noses back and forth.

“I think that was a hell yes,” Bailey piped up.

Logan grinned as he pulled back. Paige’s hand caught his and their fingers naturally interlaced as he nodded to her suitemates and then opened the door to the hall. His eyes were soft and content.

“Bye.”

“Bye,” she whispered back, not letting go of his fingers until the very last moment. The door closed gently before she turned around, floating on a cloud of ecstasy—

And found both her friends gawking.

“What…” Bailey couldn’t speak beyond that.

Paige blushed. “Um…that’s a long story. You go first. What were you saying when you came in?”

Bailey and Tess exchanged glances, both looking confused as if they’d already forgotten what they’d been so excited to share.

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