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I slipped an arm around his waist. “Oh, I definitely want to be there at night. During the day, too.”
Logan groaned and grabbed the edges of my leather jacket. “Good answer.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
“And you really don’t want the young blond over me?”
Logan’s smile was downright wicked. “The only thing I want over you is me. So let’s get the hell out of here.”
“Logan! Tate!”
We turned to see Robbie, Julien, and Priest making their way toward us. They’d been in a different section than the two of us tonight, but as we got outside the main doors, we waited for them to exit with the rest of the crowd.
When they finally reached us, Julien smiled and looked between the two of us. “Bonsoir. Did you two enjoy the show?”
I smirked and side-eyed my husband, who said, “Parts of it.”
“Parts of it?” Robbie frowned. “It was unreal.”
“Yeah, well, a certain blond with curls made tonight particularly enjoyable for Logan.”
“Ah. Got a crush on Halo, huh?”
“He did…until he got engaged.”
Priest chuckled as he pulled Robbie in under his arm. “Well, don’t let that stop you. Maybe you could become a foursome? Just think, Tate, another couple of people would help take him off your hands occasionally.”
Logan glared at his work partner and friend. “Tate likes his hands just fine on me, thank you very much. I was just admiring the lead singer. He was very…talented.”
That made me laugh, because the last thing that had captured Logan’s attention was the music Halo had been playing. But deciding to give him a break, I switched subjects. “Did the three of you catch up with Ace and Dylan?”
“We looked for them but were told they were doing a meet-and-greet.”
Logan rolled his eyes. “Typical Ace. Always acting like he’s famous or something.”
Julien chuckled but shook his head. “I saw them while I was setting up, but that was it, other than on the stage. We’ll have to give them a call when we get home. Let them know to visit next time they’re in town.”
“He said something about summer. So maybe then.”
“Definitely.”
As we made our way up the main thoroughfare, I noticed several people still skating around the makeshift ice rink, and as we passed by, Robbie asked, “Did you get to ice-skate tonight? Priest and I did.”
“Robert…”
“You did?” Julien said.
“Mhmm, earlier. When you were getting things ready.”
We all stopped dead in our tracks, and Julien turned to face his husbands. “You talked Priest into ice skating? I don’t believe it.”
Robbie’s eyes lit up with glee as he fished his phone out of his pocket. “I have proof!”
“Robert, we talked about this.” Priest’s tone was downright serious, but the no-nonsense expression had little to no effect on Robbie.
“No, you threatened me, and I’m choosing to believe you love me too much to actually kill me if I show them.”
“I want to see,” Julien said, holding out his hand.
“I swear, Robert. If you hand that phone over—”
A second later, Julien had the phone. The delighted laugh that followed told us that Priest was indeed caught on film ice-skating, and whatever else was there was so out of place it was making the usually serious lawyer bristle.
“Give it back, Julien.”
“Non, this is too cute, Joel. Look at you.”
“Oh, this I’ve got to see.” Logan stepped forward, but Priest quickly blocked him.
“Not on your life.”
“Okay, how about on his?” Logan said, pointing at Robbie. “I mean, you did already threaten it.”
When Priest merely glared, Logan shrugged. “Eh, that’s okay.” He then turned and leaned into Robbie. “How about you just sit near me on the way back tomorrow? Distract me from my fear of flying.”
Robbie laughed. “Deal.”
We continued on to the main road, and I took Logan’s hand in an effort to keep him out of trouble. When we got to the curb, we quickly spotted our car, and Priest said, “There’s no way in hell you’re going to see that video, Mitchell.”
“Wanna make a bet?”
“You’re not funny, you know that?”
“I know. But I bet you are on ice skates. See you three tomorrow.”
I opened the car door and ushered Logan inside. “Get in there, would you, troublemaker.”
Robbie and Julien waved at Logan while Priest scowled, and as I said my goodbyes and slid into the back seat with Logan, I shook my head.
“You had way too much fun with that.”
Logan took my face in his hands and kissed me until I’d forgotten what I was talking about. “I did, but come on, Priest on ice skates? That’s too much to pass up.”
“Admit it, you enjoyed this weekend, didn’t you?”
Logan nipped at my lower lip and nodded. “I did. I’m going to enjoy it even more when I get you back to the hotel room.”
“Hmm. I like the sound of that.” I kissed him again, a little harder this time. “Merry Christmas, Mr. Mitchell.”
