He is taken aback by the sudden action and turns his face to me. I give him a devious glare that makes him step back, but he gradually regains his composure. 

"What the fuck, man?" he mutters.

Nadine also senses the forceful pull away from him and looks at me. I know she hates my guts; she scrunches her face in disgust, but my name rolls out of her mouth. "Logan."

That is my cue to step closer to her. "Let's go home. And what the fuck are you doing here with this dude?" I say, pointing at the guy standing.

Nadine's eyes narrow as she looks at me. 

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