Logan, I’m not in love with Dylan. You’re not holding me back.” “I’m not?” He raises his eyebrows, unconvinced. “No. You’re not.” “Great, then let’s get back to it.” He grabs my face and tries to press his lips to mine. I push back instantly, ready to argue, until he laughs again. “Come on, Summer. How can you not see it? You may not love him yet, but you have definitely caught the feels.”
