How do you go from best friends to lovers? LOGAN: Sam misinterprets my accidentally checking out her body, and teases me, “Don’t judge my sweat! Just shows I worked for it.” “This face?” I circle my index finger. “Admiration. How’d you do?” “Good.” “You’re lying.” She crumbles, playing with her braid as her sweet eyes dart away on the confession, “Terrible. I did terribly.” “No way.” “I did.” “What happened?” “I don’t know, Logan. I wasn’t on my game up there. Off day. No big deal.” This is what I love about you, Sam. You could unload all of your sh*t onto me—and it’s probably about your sister, Lexi, again—but that would be selfish, and you never are. Wishing we weren’t two feet apart, concern deepens my voice. “Any chance?” “Um…yeah.” She gives me a huge smile. “I finally clicked into it. I was really there, you know.” “The zone, man, I love that.” “Isn’t it the best feeling?” “It’s everything.” You’re everything. You. Are. Everything. They've danced together since they were six. Always 'background.' Always in the shadows. Until now. Book 21, like all the others, was written to be easily enjoyed first. No cliffhanger. Thrilling HEA all the way.