Page 92 of Never Sleep with the Enemy

“Well, first, tell me where you’re going, and then I’ll decide if I’m going.”

“Halloween carnival! A big one just opened up off The Strip.”

“Uh-huh.” I nod slowly. “They do that every year.”

“We figured we’d go, hang out, get some funnel cake or something. Maybe jump-scare piss ourselves in a haunted maze. See what happens.” She shrugs. “And we’re celebrating.”

“Celebrating what?”

“You,silly!”

I tilt back, glancing past her at Logan again. Still, he says nothing, his eyes alight with silent amusement.

“Why me?” I ask.

Tesla blinks twice. “We always celebrate new friends. Bedroom upstairs?”

“Uh, yeah, but?—”

Tesla takes off, a garment bag swinging at her side as she bounds up.

I quick-step to follow, only for Logan to reach out, his grip light as it curls around my wrist. “You don’t have to come,” he says. “Scaredy cat like you probably isn’t too fond of Halloween shenanigans.”

“Yeah, no. Not so much,” I say.

“I wanted to take them out for at least one night of spooky fun before we’re locked in rehearsal hell until the Battle. Whose idea was it to schedule it on Halloween again?”

“I don’t know. I wasn’t there when you guys agreed to it.In jail,”I add with a smile.

“Damn. Well, let’s blame Knox, then.”

I chuckle. “All right.”

“Anyway, they insisted we invite you along.”

I nod absently, my attention torn between Goldie raiding my kitchen and Tesla invading my bedroom.

Logan touches my chin, tilting my face toward his. “You don’t have to come,” he says. “But I want you to.”

I meet his gaze, feeling helplessly lost in the deep blue of his eyes. “You do?”

“I like spending time with you.”

“I… like spending time with you, too.”

“But?”

“But…” I swallow hard. “The Strip’s annual Halloween carnival? That’s pretty public, Logan.”

“More so than a night at the Sin and Sand?”

“Maybe. Considering the talking-to I got over the media frenzy that followed last time, can you blame me?”

“Ah, so…” Logan smirks. “It’s not the fun your people disapprove of. It’s the people you’re having funwith.”

I crack a smile. “Obviously.”

“Well, as I said, you don’t have to come. You can stay home like the perfect angel you are and polish your halo for the night.” His gaze darkens, turning devious. “Or… you can come out with me and break a few more of those silly rules of yours.”

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