I raced downstairs, peeking into the living room to see Mom watching one of her Korean dramas. "Mom, I'm going now," I announced.
She turned to me, and her expression softened. "Look at you, Jewel. You look lovely," she said softly, and a wide grin formed on my lips.
"Thanks, Mom. Remember to sleep, alright? Alice will check on you later," I reassured her.
She nodded. "Alright. Night, sweetheart, I love you."
"I love you more." I blew her a kiss and headed for the door. I opened it up to see Logan standing outside. He smiled as he scanned my appearance, looking satisfied with what he saw before him.
"Hey, my precious Jewel," he greeted, revealing a bouquet of flowers he had hidden behind his back. I gawked at it, the various colors reminding me of a rainbow.
"Logan? You didn't need to get me roses," I whispered in admiration as I accepted the gift. He always spoiled me, but this was the first time I'd received flowers from him.
"Do you like them?" he questioned. I looked up and saw he looked amused by my joyful reaction.
"I love them! They're beautiful and perfect," I whispered.
"Just like you." he praised, and I blushed.
"This is why you two should just date."
I practically jumped at the sound of Alice’s whisper.
I looked over to see her standing there with the biggest grin on her face. I turned back to see Logan's flushed cheeks as he glanced away.
"Stop teasing, Alice," I mumbled, and she laughed.
"I'll handle the flowers. Have fun tonight,” she exclaimed, taking the bouquet from me and using her hip to push me out the door.
I squeaked as I took an unexpected step forward and Logan immediately steadied me, his arms wrapping around my waist.
"Alice!" I began, but the door closed before I could say more. I groaned. "She's something else."
"At least she has character, especially for a familiar," Logan pointed out.
I nodded in agreement. "True."
I turned my head to face him, and we shared a look; my gaze lowered to his lips.
"I guess we should be on our way," I suggested in a hushed tone.
"Guess we should," he replied, but his hold around my waist tightened. My body melted into his and I took a deep breath, inhaling the gentle scent of his cologne.
"Logan, I'm fine. You can let go," I whispered.
"And what if I said I didn't want to?" he countered.
I gave him a curious look and raised an eyebrow at him.
"Logan Cross. Unless you're planning to date me, I suggest you—"
Soft lips pressed against mine, and my eyes widened. I stared into his gold eyes before closing my own and kissing him back. I didn't know what to expect from my first kiss, but the blissful sensation that coursed through me as our lips moved at a sensual pace made my toes curl and sent shivers of excitement through me.
He released my lips after a long moment. I opened my eyes to meet his intense gaze.
"Date me," he whispered.
My lips curled into a smile at his words. I felt overjoyed by his request.