On the Rocks: An MM Gay Romance (Tales From Revere's Book 3) Page 13
by Leah Meers
"Ash. It's great to see you again." He sounded genuinely happy about it.
I remembered what he said on the phone and scrabbled for my wallet to find my New York ID.
"Ashton Jameson Ross. Twenty-four." Logan looked up with an odd expression on his face. His gaze trailed over my face and lingered a bit too long.
If we were in a gay bar, I'd take it as interest, but there was no way Logan was checking me out. I couldn't get that lucky. He probably wondered if my ID was fake and I was younger than it claimed. I got that a lot. "That's me." I swallowed hard and looked down at the garden. "Just tell me whatever you want me to do. I'll do it."
