The Last Laugh — Episode 8

right in the center of the crowd i dropped my suitcase and ran toward him without thinking logan didn't move but he opened his arms i crashed into him he caught me steady smiling so almost hurt your core strength is insane my abs aren't bad either want to feel maybe later poked his stomach through his hoodie hard you just finish a little too fast that's all

avery he looked almost annoyed almost but his eyes were burning he was young and competitive he didn't like losing he pulled me closer just you wait his mouth brushing my ear now voice low and rough don't beg don't cry it won't save you tonight tyler's birthday bash at the vip lounge is in full swing he was holding court at the center table chloe draped over his arm like

like a trophy he'd already gotten bored of. She was dressed to kill, glittering, perfect. Everything a transfer student should be to catch the quarterback's eye. But Tyler kept glancing at the door.

Babe, you okay? You seem distracted. I'm fine. He'd been checking his phone all night. No texts, no calls, not a single message from the one person he'd expected to hear

Everyone's starving. Should we cut the cake? We're missing people. Who? Logan.

Oh yeah, and where's Avery? Surprised she's not glued to your side. I didn't invite her. Tyler didn't laugh.

Good. She's so annoying. It's your birthday. No way she will miss this.

She's probably lurking outside.