Logan was ready for a break from the kids. They were doing okay, pulling together in the training, but he wanted it tighter. He'd already called for a night session out in the forest for later. They'd groaned about it, for as long as it took him to turn around and level a glare at them.
Now he eyed Zak over the rim of his can. That kid was up to something.
"Keep starin' an' I'll think yer trying to ask me out."
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