Riley waved his hand dismissively and grinned. "No rush! Before I hear anything else from you, my boyfriend here needs to take me to a hotel."

Logan's face twisted in horror. "Wait. What did you just say? A hotel?"

Riley batted his eyelashes, his black eyeshadow looking absolutely ridiculous. "Yeah, that's right! To get a room! I know who you are. You're Logan from the Kellers, a notorious bad boy of Blumedale's elite. Sleep with me, and I'll do anything you want afterward."

Logan snapped.