“Well,” Monica says, reaching for her wine again, “that’s the one thing that isn’t bullshit. You two are definitely in love. That’s something that can’t be acted easily, I’ll tell you that much.”
My face gets hot, but Keith is staring at me now, so I smile at Logan while he gazes at me openly. He’s not forcing himself to look like he’s in love with me or anything, but he’s watching, as if he’s curious. Am I in love with Logan? No, I don’t think I am—I haven’t had a chance to get to know him. Could I fall in love with Logan, the way things are going now? I look away again.
“Come on, Mon,” Scott says, clapping his hands together. “It’s not up to us to judge these kids and their relationship, right?”
She just purses her lips and takes another sip.
We chat a little longer until the food arrives, and then we break into separate conversations. I overhear Monica complaining about healthcare and agents while Scott listens, nodding patiently. Keith talks to Julie with a low voice, and she’s smiling at him flirtatiously. Logan and I are quiet.
“Are you okay?” I ask him.
He still seems upset from earlier. “I said I didn’t want to come.”
“I’m sorry. I hoped you’d have a good time. We have fun together sometimes, right?”
“Yeah. That’s us. Not everyone in the cast.”
I look up and see that Julie’s noticed. She frowns at Logan, but she meets my eye. “Matt, I feel like you’re not really getting a taste for what hanging out with the cast can be like.”
“What’s it usually like?”
“Oh, man,” Keith says loudly now, “the fucking parties at hotels can get crazy as hell. Remember when Alexis invited us over for that one episode?” he asks Julie.
She laughs. “I can’t believe we still managed to make it to set the next day.”
Scott makes an apologetic face. “Sorry. I’m too old for that.”
I grin. “It’s okay. I prefer things like this anyway. Sitting and eating and actually talking, getting to know each other.”
“Me, too,” Julie says. “I’ve never been good with partying.”
Keith barks a laugh. “Could’ve fooled me.”
We all talk as we eat. Logan didn’t order much, and he’s barely touching his meal of quinoa something or other. He’s silent—not necessarily sulking anymore, but staring off, lost in his own head. God. I hate that he’s so uncomfortable and unhappy.
I take his hand under the table. “Do you want to go soon?”
He smirks. “I wanted to go about an hour ago. But it’s all right. Take your time. Seriously,” he says when I hesitate. “I’m fine.” I get the feeling he’s used to this: being in a setting where he isn’t welcome and doesn’t feel safe, so opts out of interacting altogether.
I bite my lip, then turn back to the table. “We should get going.”
Julie looks genuinely disappointed, but she nods and stands to hug me goodbye, and I shake Keith’s and Scott’s hands while Monica tilts her wineglass at me. Logan barely waves as we leave, and I say over my shoulder that we’ll see everyone bright and early.
“I said I was fine,” he says, but I can hear the relief in his voice.
We crunch down the gravel path together, toward the street where cars are parked. “Well, I like it when we’re both enjoying what we’re doing. I’m sad that I pushed you to come and you didn’t have a good time.”
“You didn’t push me to do anything.”
“I knew you didn’t want to come and asked you to anyway.” Guilt threads through me. I’d promised him I would never force him to do anything he didn’t want to do, but I pressured him into coming to this dinner. Maybe I’m not as good at respecting boundaries as I’d like to believe. Maybe that’s something I can work on.
“I could’ve said no, if I really didn’t want to be here.” He hesitates as he opens the car door. “I’m dreading going home alone. I can get wrapped up in my head sometimes, and—I don’t know. Would you want to come over?”
I raise a brow. It sounds like an invitation for more. Maybe that’s how Logan means it, too, as he watches me, waiting to see what I’ll say.
I wouldn’t mind more right now. “Yeah,” I say. “Sure. Let’s go.”
Inside Hollywood Blog
Matthew Cole and Logan Gray have been seen around town as the new Hollywood “it” couple. Interest in the pair has grown as their private romance gives audiences glimmers of the chemistry the two will share onscreen. The recent photos of public displays of affection have continued to build excitement for their film, though some continue to express their concern for Cole, given Gray’s track record for cheating on partners. We’ll have to see how the ending to this particular story plays out, and if Cole and Gray will have their own happily ever after.
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Love in the Club
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Summary:
Mattie Cole and Logan Gray can’t keep their hands to themselves.
Notes:
OH MY GOD??? Did you see those photos?? They actually WENT TO THE CLUB!!!! Here’s a celebratory post!
Chapter 3: The Blood Sucker
Matthew Cole was shocked. How could he have not realized the truth sooner? It was obvious, now that he thought of it, that Logan Gray was a vampire. Hadn’t Gray’s teeth always glimmered and seemed extra pointy? And Gray always had a particular affinity for Mattie’s neck, too.
They stood at the back of the club, Phillip holding the stake that he meant to use to kill Gray. “Don’t think I won’t be afraid to use this,” Phil said. “I will protect Matthew with my life.”
“But I don’t even know you,” Mattie said. “Who the hell are you?”
“I am the love of your life,” Phillip replied. “You simply do not know it yet.”
“Bullshit,” Gray growled. “You don’t get to waltz into this club and demand that I hand over my boyfriend.”
“Some boyfriend you are,” came Phillip’s retort. “You didn’t even tell him the truth!”
Mattie looked between the two, uncertain. Phillip did have a point. Gray should have revealed that he was a vampire much, much sooner. However, he also knew he had to put a stop to this. “I don’t want either of you to kill one another,” he said. “Why don’t we make a truce? And I know just the way to forge peace between vampire, human, and werewolf…”
He stripped off his shirt. He might have been the human, but he looked at both Gray and Phillip hungrily.
Logan