#Chapter 192: Turn Up The Pressure

I blinked a few times, reading and then rereading the message. Tina was trying to get into my head, that much was clear. But she was flopping hard right now. She was over there saying she was hooking up with Logan. She had no idea he was here in my apartment living room with me, looking at me with growing concern. “Hazel?” Wordlessly, I turned and showed him the messages. His eyes went a little wide. I thought he might laugh, but instead he just seemed to get angry. “Does she always send you shit like this?” “No,” I said. “At least, not before that naked picture. This is something new.” Logan rubbed his forehead. “You are so right about her, Hazel. I’m sorry it took me so long to listen. Here. I have an idea.” Logan held his hand out for my phone and I handed it to him. Coming to stand beside me, he lifted the phone and took a selfie of the two of us together, our heads tilted close, his arm around my shoulder. “Send her that,” he said, returning my phone. Eagerly