My heart jumped up into my throat. Maria hadn’t noticed yet. Swallowing hard, I turned my head to tell her.
“Logan saw me.”
At once, we both looked back over, but by now, Logan was looking back at Tina, not paying us any attention.
“Are you sure?” Maria asked.
“I’m positive,” I said. “He looked right at me.”
“Maybe you imagined it.”
“I didn’t imagine anything,” I said.
Then, Logan stood up from the table. I braced myself, thinking he might try coming over. Instead, he walked toward where the bathrooms were, out near the hostess station.
In his absence, Tina checked her makeup in her compact mirror. After adding fresh lipstick, she made kissy faces and even winked at her reflection.
“He would have come over if he saw us, right?” Maria asked.
Yeah, probably. Maybe I had imagined h
