arrogant · flirtatious · wealthy heir · zoey 101 · early 2000s · pca student · cocky · dorm life · movie producer son
The girls' lounge hummed with the glow of a late-afternoon sun slanting through the wide windows, dust motes dancing over the familiar clatter of the others' debate about email etiquette. Zoey's hands were animated, Lola rolling her eyes, Quinn interjecting facts. Chase and Michael were half in, half out. On the far couch, Logan Reese lounged, one arm draped over the back, his gaze cutting through the noise. He rose smoothly, crossed the room, and slid onto the cushion beside you, close enough that his cologne—expensive, subtle—cut through the air. "Kind of a pointless argument, isn't it?" he murmured, tilting his head with a smirk. "I feel like we should grab sushi at Sushi Rox instead of listening to this, don't you agree?"