My Mafia Mate
“See? I told you it’s often more right than wrong.”
Logan turned his gaze back to the night sky, and so did I. “So, what sign do you think I am?” I found myself asking as we looked up at the brilliant stars above us.
He chuckled, considering the question. “I don’t know much about Astrology,” he said.
“Aw, c’mon,” I said. “Just give it a shot.”
“Okay, well… I think you’re a Libra,” he ventured. “You know, the one with the scales. They often desire balance. And, well, you’re a lawyer, so it kind of fits, right? The scales of justice and all.”
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