A Pleasant Afternoon

Logan's gaze flickered over the gathering before settling on Damien, whose sight made his jaw tense slightly. "You seem to be enjoying yourself, Damien."

Damien didn't look up immediately. He took his time setting down his teacup and then exhaled in exaggerated satisfaction. He then turned, meeting Logan's gaze. "Well, if it isn't Logan," he smirked. "I should say I am surprised that you are here, I didn't think you would have the time to show up with all the important things you do."

Logan's jaw tightened. "Didn't expect to see you here."

Damien exhaled a soft laugh as he shook his head. "Yes, I imagine you would have preferred that." His voice was light but edged at the same time. He leaned back in his seat, drumming his fingers lazily against the armrest. "Tell me, how does it feel, walking in and finding me here? Must be frustrating."

Logan's eyes darkened but he said nothing.