~Loganâs POV ~The bass in the club thumped so loud I could feel it in my chest.Flashing lights, grinding bodies, and the sharp smell of spilled drinks . Tristan was halfway through his second beer, and Miles was already flirting with a girl in red. Me? I was nursing the same drink Iâd been holding for the last hour, mind elsewhere.Avaâs face wouldnât leave my head.The way she laughed when she teased me. The way her eyes sparkled when she got fired up about law stuff. The way her voice dropped when she was tired, soft and raw and real.And the way Nate looked at her like he already knew he was falling.God, it made my blood boil.âYouâre doing that brooding thing again,â Tristan said, sliding into the booth beside me.âShut up.ââSeriously,â he said, nudging my arm. âYou look like someone just kicked your puppy.âI didnât answer. Miles dropped into the seat across from us, flanked by two girls who disappeared when he saw my face.âWhatâs with you, man?â Miles asked. âYou win the ga
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