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Raff laughed, and Ellie rolled her eyes.

Logan smirked at me. “I know your name, babe.”

“Don’t call me babe.” I arched a brow at him when Raff interrupted.

“He probably knows your fucking bra size. The boy is a genius.”

“Bra size?” I echoed, intrigued.

I shook my head, refusing to get into this with these two boys.

“It’s a skill, man. I bet he’s right,” Raff continued as Ellie rolled her eyes at me apologetically.

Logan waited for me to approve, and I couldn’t help but be intrigued.

“Fine. Go on then; let’s see this gift of yours.”

Logan leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees as he beckoned me closer to him.

“I think you’re beautiful,” he whispered into my ear, his breath sending goosebumps over my skin.

He pulled back, his eyes on mine as Raff waited for my verdict.

“Bet he was right,” he clucked with excitement.

Ellie shook her head at Logan with dismay.

“That’s an awful party trick. You need a new one.”

“Was he right?” Raff asked, draining his beer.

“Yes,” I said softly, unable to meet Logan’s penetrating gaze.

This was the second time he’d said something laced with flirtation, and I was unsure what to do.

Ellie pushed her lip gloss back into her bag, pointing at my drink.

“Drink up then, beaut, and we can go.”

“Go where?” Raff said, catching Ellie’s hand when she went to stand up.

Annoyance crossed Logan’s face, but Ellie ignored him, gazing at Raff as she sat back down.

“We’re going to go to the club,” she stammered.

Raff shook his head, wrapping her hand in his.

“Stay with me.”

“Rafael. Let her go if she wants to,” Logan boomed from across the table, his eyes narrowing at Raff.

“Isn’t the bar closing anyway?” I pointed out, not wanting an argument between the two boys.

“It is, so we can take the party back to mine or yours,” Raff suggested, and I couldn’t help but notice his hand was still laced with Ellie’s.

Oh, God.

“Jess?” Ellie said, locking her eyes on mine. “What do you want to do?”

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