"Oh, so that's how you call your cute little sister. A stray dog?" Hazel narrowed her eyes dangerously, and for a split second, Logan feared for his life.
There was no way he wouldn't remember she had threatened his life before. Not to mention her scary husband.
Both of them were right for each other.
"Who is that?" Hazel dropped it, as her curiosity won. "Who were you talking to?" She was sure it was a child, because you didn't talk that way with an adult.
"No one?"
"It sounded like you were talking to someone. A child." Hazel saw a flicker in Logan's eyes before he concealed it with his usual nonchalant attitude. "Your child, maybe?" She threw a random guess, but Logan reacted strongly to that.
"What, child? My child? Oh, please, you are so desperate for drama, aren't you?" Logan rolled his eyes. "That's my friend's child. I spoke to him briefly because he idolizes me. I can be a cool uncle, you know." He prided himself.
"Archie, huh?"
