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"What are we going to do about Zane?”

"Do you want him to be a part of this?" Logan questioned.

"I...don't know? I just...I feel like we're strangers now. I guess when you first gave me the approval I categorized him as a part of us..." I trailed off, trying to figure out the word.

Logan smiled.

"A harem?"

"That's not the word." I countered, thinking there was a more technical term for it.

Poly...Poly...hmm. I can't remember.

"Polyamorous relationship, but harem sounds cooler." He grinned.

"Fine, a harem...Jewel's harem. That sounds...interesting," I concluded, feeling a little giddy at the term.

Logan laughed.

"Your expression! Let me guess, you're super excited about this."

"Don't make fun of me." I pinched his side and he groaned.

"Don't be so mean. I'm not wearing a shirt."

"A shirt wouldn't make any difference, now get that shirt on because we have one minute to get downstairs," I huffed. Logan sighed but did what I asked while I quickly rechecked my reflection in the mirror.

I pulled my lipstick out to apply it when we got downstairs, knowing there was a chance I would kiss Logan or one of the others by the time we left for the party.

"Jewel?"

I looked back at Logan who was fixing the sleeves of his gold dress shirt.

"We'll try and fix what's going on with Zane. If not...we’ll just have to let go," Logan warned.

I slowly nodded, biting my lip.

My heart didn't want to let Zane go, thinking we'd work something out once we got the opportunity to know each other like I had the others, but at this point, we were still strangers and if things continued as they had been, we would always be just that.

"Okay," I replied reluctantly.

"Logan! Jewel! Ride is here!" Brax called out.

"Coming!" I shouted back.

Logan held out his hand and I placed mine in his.

"Let's have lots of fun. Make sure you get a chance to chill with the others."

I lifted an eyebrow at him.

"Why would you want me to have more time with the others?" I was curious about what he was plotting.

He gave me a mischievous grin.

"Because you're all mine afterward,” he whispered in my ear. "And no one will interrupt us. I promise."

I shivered and bit my lip, all too aware of how my stomach flipped with anticipation.


Tags: Avery Phoenix Paranormal