18.

MIA

"If Gianna or my dad catches us in here, it's over."

"Would that be such a bad thing?"

I'm gonna have a migraine.

"There's no time to even dwell on those words."

"Why are you with my brother still?"

I scoff, then proceed to start pacing around the room since it's the least nonsensical option I can come up with.

"Honey, please open up."

I can bite the tips of my fingernails to stop the little squeals.

Meanwhile, Logan rests at one end of the room looking unbothered.

"All your fricking fault."

I shove my finger in his face instead. Two hands fly up in surrender, but I can tell that's mockery as well.

I knew this ruse was all done elaborate plot, he was never going to waste a chit on something as fruitless as dinner.

The bigger picture was screwing with me.

"I thought we didn't have time to dwell? You seem to enjoy blaming me so much yet you're the one who had a spiral out there."

The fucker was eavesdropping? What the hell happened to getting out the window and leaving?

"If I wa