Hazel put her purse in the back seat of her car while Logan walked around to the passenger side of the car. He started to get inside the car, then noticed Dylan had leaned against the driver’s side door, clearly not ready to let Hazel go just yet. He stood up and narrowed his eyes at Dylan, not daring to let him out of sight or earshot for even a moment.
“Look at those coke bottles,” Dylan said, pointing to Hazel’s glasses. She blushed. “Hand ‘em over, let’s see how bad your eyesight is.”
Hazel obeyed, taking off her glasses and handing them to Dylan. Logan’s heart skipped a beat at the sight of her without her specs.
Dylan put the glasses on his face and looked around. “Damn girl, you can’t see anything,” he said, taking them back off. He rubb
