Chapter 11

• Logan
• “Uh, yeah. It’s my first time,” Logan responded, scanning the room once more in search of Ashley. His towheaded friend was nowhere to be seen, deepening the sinking feeling in Logan’s gut that Ashley might be inside one of those tents. “I’m just looking for a friend, and then I’ll leave.”
• Hailey Mortimer, the woman before him, allowed her eyes to leisurely travel over Logan’s body, taking in every detail, even though it was entirely concealed by denim and cotton. “What’s your name?” she inquired.