Page 61 of Because of Logan

Logan is on alert, his body tensing under me.

“What is it? Did someone do anything to you?” he asks before I have a chance to.

“No, nothing like that. I just want to talk to Skye.”

I can feel curious eyes on us, and so can Logan. He glances around and people turn away and go back to talking among themselves. He really has this intimidating look thing working for him.

I’m trying to read River’s face and see what this is about.

“Give me a minute?”

Logan nods. I get up and walk a few yards with River but stay where he can see me. She doesn’t waste any time.

“Blake is here.”

“What?”

“Blake is here. I just saw him with a guy from the football team. I heard them talking. He transferred here last week.”

“And he’s here at this party right now?”

“Yes, he’s inside. He didn’t see me. I figured you’d want to know and maybe leave?”

“I don’t want to see him. Especially when I’m dressed like this.”

River winces. She remembers now.

“This fucking costume. Sorry, Skye. I forgot all about it. You were wearing it when he asked you out back in high school, right?”

“Yeah, that’s okay, River. The clothes didn’t make him the asshole he is.”

“Oh, shit. You were wearing it when you met Jon too. Fuck. I’m really sorry. I'll burn it as soon as we get back home. This thing is cursed.”

“I don’t know. Logan seems to like it.”

“What are we going to say to him?”

“The truth. I don’t want to lie to Logan. Blake is in the past, and he doesn’t matter. Hasn’t mattered for years.”

I look at the man in question and Logan is walking to us.

“Everything okay?” he asks, his fingers twisting around one of my pigtails, and not for the first time. He’s been doing it all night.

“Hi.”

I go on my tiptoes and kiss him.

“Can we leave?”

“Sure, we can go.”

“I’m staying,” River says.

“How are you going to get home?”

“I’m driving Becca to her dorm. She’s drunk, and I want to get her out of here before she does something stupid. I have her car keys.”

“You good to drive?”

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