Chapter 261

Mason’s POV

“Mason,” Logan said again, his voice colder this time.

I froze. “Yeah?”

There was a long pause. I could feel his eyes burning into the back of my head. My pulse pounded in my ears as I slowly turned to face him.

“You’re acting strange,” he said flatly.

I forced a laugh, though it came out shaky. “What? Me? Nah, I’m fine.”

Logan didn’t look convinced. He took a step closer, and I instinctively gripped the counter, my palms slick with sweat.

He narrowed his eyes. “Are you sure about that?”

“Positive,” I muttered, trying to keep my voice steady.

The silence stretched uncomfortably. I couldn’t look at him anymore, so I turned back to the stove, my mind spinning. He knows. He has to know. Why else would he be staring at me like this?

“Are you done yet?” Logan asked,