“Party’s still going strong.” “We should get back there.” I spike up on the couch and stab my eyes around in the dark, in an effort to wake up. Logan put on a DVD, and then we started kissing and I must have fallen asleep. I look over at Logan totally embarrassed and guilty. “I really do love kissing you.” I say stupidly. He pulls a face. “Stay here. You’re going to want to kick everyone out. No point in being a buzz kill. Besides, it’ll be four by the time we get there.” Logan pulls me in towards him. He’s right. “I won’t be able to sleep knowing they’re destroying the house.” “Nobody’s destroying anything.” Gage flops on the couch opposite us. “Ellis was having a goodtime, didn’t want to come home.” “You have a goodtime?” I’d feel kind of bad if Gage said no. There were tons of girls there—girls that would have been supermodels back home, raking in millions. A twinge of jealousy cinches in my stomach, and I shake my head trying to get rid of the feeling.
