Chapter 98

Layla’s POV

When Logan had said he planned a date for us I had expected him to take us to one of his very fancy restaurants that he loved to take me to. Logan loved spending money on grand things; the idea thrilled him, and he was always glad whenever he could impress me with all the expensive things he bought for me and the fancy places he took me to.

But instead, he had taken me to a small eatery set back into a wooden house facing the ocean. It was built up high on a rock, just below the ocean, so people could easily get their snacks and drinks and still go down to have a swim, while those who loved to sit and eat could see the view of the ocean from up here. It was beautiful. And it kinda felt Mexican. Logan loved things like this, I have noted, and I could not help loving it, too.

Flower pots decorated the front of this dark oak building with people walking in and out, others eating outside, and some inside.

Logan was being overly sweet