Chapter 211: The Cute Face
Back at the table, the atmosphere felt lighter than it had in days.
Martha was studying the dessert menu like it was a sacred text, while Hannah kept sneaking sidelong glances at Jean and Logan, her grin refusing to fade.
"I vote for the molten chocolate cake," Hannah announced, peering over Jean’s shoulder. "Jean needs something sweet after putting the entire board in their place."
"Agreed," Martha chimed in, a glint of pride in her eyes as she set down her menu. "Though I still say nothing’s sweeter than the look on Darla’s face the other day."
Jean laughed softly, though the sound came out a bit shy. "Martha, please..."
"Don’t ’Martha, please’ me," Martha scolded gently, but her smile was warm. "You did what needed to be done. And if it were up to me, you’d get a medal, not just dessert."
Across the table, Logan’s lips curved, his gaze flicking to Jean... the hint of pride in his eyes saying more than words.
When the desserts finally arrived, Jean tried to focus on her cake but her mind kept drifting to the rooftop, to the taste of Logan’s mouth still warm on her lips.
And judging by the way Logan kept silently tracing the rim of his glass, he wasn’t exactly thinking about chocolate either.
As spoons scraped plates and laughter filled the space, Jared cleared his throat, drawing all eyes to him.
"Before we wrap up tonight," he began, voice steady but teasing at the edges, "just a reminder to everyone... The yacht party is in two days."
Jean nodded politely, about to answer but Jared wasn’t done.