Logan and I are friends. That’s it. Just friends. Sure, he’s really hot. Yeah, he’s got biceps I’d like to lick and a smile that makes me feel all fluttery inside. And yeah, even though he’s the strong, silent type, he still manages to make me snort-laugh at least once a day. I did drag him to this Halloween party, and we are getting drunk, but it’s no big deal. Nothing’s gonna happen. Because we’re just friends. Best friends. The kind of friend I can’t risk losing over something dumb like a drunken kiss, no matter how bad I want to try it just once. There will be no kissing. No bicep licking. No nothing. Because we’re just friends. NOTE: Dirty Sweet is FREE when you sign up for the author's mailing list! Join at http://roxienoir.com/dirtysweetml/.