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Chapter 28

After having eaten a light dinner, nicely dressed people started to move to the dance floor. The old walls of the mansion maximized the sound of the music. James, even though childish most of the time, made sure that the night wasn't awkward between us. He stood up from his chair and held out his hand playfully. He walked to the dance floor and met Bradley, was holding his date close and swaying to the slow song coming through the speakers. James put his arm around my waist and took my other hand in his and we started turning slowly along with the music. He began to talk about how surprised he was that this wasn't as awkward as he had expected it to be. I looked up at him and smiled as he turned me quickly, letting my dress trail in the wind. I softly laugh as we return to the slow swaying.

The song ends and a strong based song starts to pound through the speakers. Bradley grabs my arms before James had let go and starts jumping around on the dance floor. I follow along and we spend the next 30 minutes dancing to songs that play throughout the house. We are having the time of our lives, but there is only one thing missing. I look over to where Logan was sitting still. He was obviously bored with whatever was going on at the table, but was not going to let his feet touch the dance floor.

"Bradley. You should go drag Logan over here." I ask practically screaming over the music. He stops moving around and looks over to where Logan was sitting. Without saying anything he walks over to Logan. I see both Logan and Anna look up at Bradley as he stands above them. Bradley says something and all I can see is Logan smile and shake his head. Bradley grabs Logan's wrist and does a quick jump to beg him to come. With no success, Bradley pulls him out of his chair forcing him to stand up. As to bring no more attention to himself, Logan gives in and walks over to where James and I stand waiting for the next song to begin. Anna watches as he meets us at the center of the floor.

Once Logan stood up, I could not take my eyes off of the way his suit hugged every part of his toned body so perfectly. The black on black look was a lot better looking than I could have ever imagined.

"Let lose." Bradley says as he places his hands on Logan's shoulders. The next song comes on and everyone on the dance floor began to throw their fists into the air. I grabbed my dress into my other hand and started to follow along. "Yeah man." I heard Bradley say. I turned my body half jump to see Logan 'letting lose' and jumping along with the rest of the crowd. The smile on his face and the unprotected demeanor makes everyone else in the room disappear. Logan was the center of my attention. Not the normal quiet Logan, but the Logan that made me feel freer just with his presence.

"Hey man." I hear a younger classman yell from behind me. Before I could react I feel someone fall into me. Unable to gain my balance in the tall heels I begin to fall forward. As I prepare myself to hit the floor I feel someone grab me. My eyes travel up to see Logan looking down at me. He pulls me up slowly as I regain my footing. He keeps his eyes locked on mine as we stand with both his hands around my waist. I am unaware of the fist fight taking place on the dance floor behind us. He lets go and walks past me. He jumps in front of an angry guy stepping towards a man on the floor. Bradley jumped in to stop the bloody guy on the floor from standing back up. They continued to yell at each other angrily. The guy then turned to Logan and took a swing connecting his fist with Logan's face. A surprised gasp left my lips. Logan was easily two times the size of the boy. He touched his face as he regained his composure. It was obvious that Logan was trying to keep his temper under control. I waited, afraid to move. James saw what had happened and before Logan could react, he punched the boy in the jaw making him fall to the ground.

Obviously in shock and impressed by the action James had just done, "Damn James." Logan said.

"Oh. James." Bradley called from behind as James take his busted knuckles into his other hand bending over in pain.