Logan's POV

I swallowed hard, forcing my calm back into place.

She was giving me a chance, a thin one, but it was there.

And I wasn’t going to waste it.

The waiter came immediately to begin our serving.

“This looks… expensive.” Amelia said, impressed.

I smirked, leaning back. “Only the best.”

Her brow lifted, amused. “You really like showing off, don’t you?”

I chuckled. “No, maybe I just like seeing you spoiled.”

Her cheeks flushed again, and she quickly looked ...