Tommy turned toward him fully.
“You weren’t.”
“I know,” Logan said. “And that matters.”
Streetlights slid across the windshield again.
Logan tapped his thumb against the steering wheel.
“I liked him,” he said simply.
Tommy didn’t pretend confusion. “I know.”
Logan smiled faintly. “You always do.”
They pulled into the apartment parking lot but neither moved to get out yet.
“I think this only works if all three people feel steady,” Logan said.
Tommy’s voice softened. “You’d want to see where it goes?”
Logan considered that.
Then nodded.
“Yeah.”
Not impulsive.
Certain.
He pulled out his phone and typed.
Good seeing you tonight. No pressure, but if you ever want to grab a workout, I’m usually at IronCore early.
He hit send before overthinking it.
Tommy watched him.
“That felt very you,” Tommy said.
Logan smirked. “Neutral territory.”
His phone buzzed almost immediately.
Yeah. I’d like that.
Short. Easy.
Logan set the phone aside and turned off the engine.
The car went quiet.
Tommy leaned against his shoulder and Logan wrapped an arm around him automatically.
For the first time since any of this started, Logan wasn’t wondering whether they should slow down.
He was curious what happened next.
