*Juliet*

“We’re going to be late for our reservations,” Logan says as he buttons up his shirt.

I blow dry my hair in the mirror and watch him get dressed.

“We could just skip the reservations, order in, and have some fun while we wait.” Looking at him in the mirror brings a smile to my face.

“We’re going out, Juliet. Stop trying to convince me to change my find,” Logan scolds me a little and it ...