Then he gestured at Sage with a smile. “Sage is Absolution’s general manager, the poor bastard who is tasked with keeping Trent in line.”
“You know it.” The man was all easy grins. “Place would go down if I wasn’t there to make sure that shit didn’t go sideways.”
“And these two monsters are Kult and Milo.” Logan tilted his chin at the other two men. “Head bouncers at the club.”
“I could have guessed that,” I said with a soft smile as I shook their hands. “Nice to meet you all.”
I startled when a little hand threaded into mine, interrupting the introductions. I looked down to Juni bouncing at my side. “Oh my gosh, I almost forgot the most important thing, Miss Aster, I gotta do the introducing to my mimi.”
She jerked at my hand. I glanced at Logan. He smiled.
Smiled this smile that sailed through me with the force of a knife. Impaling me deep.
Tenderness.
So much of it I didn’t know how to stand.
“You’d better go then,” he said.
Flustered, I fumbled away from him, somehow feeling attached, like a band was stretched taut between us and it only tightened with each step I took. It wasn’t as if it was all that far because Juni hauled me around to the other side of the couch.
Gretchen sat on the right with a giant margarita in her hand. She’d ridden over with Eden to help her get set up and to give her an extra hand with the kids.
Next to her was an older woman, close to her 80s, I would say, her aged face filled with mischief and warmth.
Juni hopped the rest of the way over to her.
“Well, who do we have here?” the woman asked.
“Mimi, this is Uncle Logan’s old favorite friend but not his favorite anymore, and her name is Miss Aster, but she had to come because we likes her so very much and she helped us get the party ready.”
“Huh,” was what the woman said as she eyed me up and down. Then her smile turned sly. “Sure looks like you’re Logan’s favorite friend to me.”
Gretchen smacked her knee. “Oh, Maria, you should see it, this one has that boy wrapped around her little finger. I keep having to tiptoe around the apartment before I come across something I don’t want to see.”
She actually waggled her brows all while tipping half of her margarita out onto her lap. “Ooops.”
She giggled.
“Don’t want to get a look?” Mimi was aghast. “Now that is one hiney I wouldn’t mind getting my peepers on.”
She knocked her shoulder into Gretchen’s, giggling, too.
My lips pressed together.
These two were drunk.
“Well, now there’s our double trouble.” Logan’s voice came over me from behind.
I swore Mimi blushed while a shiver raced down my spine. “There you are, you sly dog.”
Logan chuckled low, then he bent over and kissed her cheek. “Good to see you, Mimi.”
“That’s Maria, to you.” She winked at him as she patted his cheek.
Oh my god.
I felt the giggle threaten at the base of my throat. I tried to cover it with my hand.