Chapter 295

Isabella’s POV

“Finally decided to come down?” Logan asked, his tone light, though his eyes were locked on me with an intensity that was impossible to miss.

“I didn’t want to stay cooped up in the room all night,” I replied casually, sitting beside him on the plush couch. I tucked a strand of hair behind my ear and tried to act as if I hadn’t just spent minutes watching him from the staircase.

Logan didn’t say anything. Instead he tapped my ass as I walked pass him and then he reached for the bottle of red wine on the table and poured some into a glass. Without a word, he handed it to me.

“Thank you,” I said softly, taking the glass from him.

He nodded, his expression unreadable as he poured himself a glass. The silence between us was heavy, but I wasn’t ready to break it just yet. Instead, I took a sip of the wine, letting its rich flavor calm my nerves.