Milo glanced at Sara and Matty, wrapped up in their own meals and discussing the details of Logan’s impending residency in their home.
ALWAYS ANSWER
Do you need me to beg for it?
I will.
HANNA
As hot as you probably look on your knees, the first one’s free.
Milo watched her hands intently as she swiped through her photos, searching for the one she had in mind. She fired it off, and watched his eyes as he opened the message, taking in every glorious inch of Matty’s shirtless body from their most recent beach trip.
Milo squeezed his eyes shut, laughing quietly as he pressed his hand to his chest, clutching his non-existent pearls.
“Ice cold.”
Sara’s head snapped toward them. “What did she do?”
“You’d never believe me,” Milo said, setting his phone face down on the table.
“Hey, weren’t you supposed to go to your mom’s for dinner?” Hanna asked, the chaos of the day settling.
Milo shrugged, about to say something, when Sara interrupted them.
“Look who’s here!” Sara giggled nervously, nudging Hanna in the side as a tall, lanky blonde weaved his way through the crowded restaurant. He saw Matty first, but his eyes quickly scanned the table and landed on Hanna, looking as if someone had thrown a cold bucket of water on his head.
“What the fuck?” he said before he even sat down.
“Would you believe how quick the flight is from Phoenix?” she asked, clenching her jaw.
“What are you doing here?”
Hanna chewed on her lip. “You invited me!”
Logan’s eyes narrowed. “Hanna.”
“I got you your favorite beer!” she chirped, sliding the IPA across the table to him. Logan glared at Matty, but she quickly jumped in to defend him. “Don’t be mad at him! I froze up earlier when you called. I’ve actually been out here since May?—”
“May!”
“Yes. I… needed a change of scenery. But, I’m out of Matty and Sara’s for the week, so we can both have our space!”
“Where are you?—”
“She’s staying with me,” Milo said, not making eye contact with Logan.
“When did you even move back into the city?” Logan asked.
“Few weeks before Hanna.” Milo reached for her Diet Coke and took a sip, holding up his hand as the waiter swept by. “Can we get another round, boss?”
“Guess I’m way out of the loop,” Logan said, his eyes fixed on Hanna’s hands as she twisted them around one another.
“Let’s just enjoy dinner and then get back home, and you two can loop one another into oblivion, okay?” Sara said, pointing between Logan and Hanna.
He huffed a sigh, but they both nodded.
What Sara didn’t know was that Hanna had a foot regularly tapping against hers under the table, completely distracting her from the pout forming on Logan’s lips.
