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As Bryce sat beside him, Logan couldn’t- no, wouldn’t take his eyes off of his beautiful boy. “You’re doing this to torture me, aren’t you.” He said, voice accusing in a playful way. “Seriously, how did you manage to take modern art and make it absolutely mouthwatering.” Of course, everyone was looking at Bryce right now. His outfit was impeccable. And it suited his frame perfectly. Running his knuckles along Bryce’s jaw slowly, Logan was completely enamored for more than a fair few moments. “Can we leave early tonight or is this business as well as pleasure? I mean you know I won’t stop you from making more fans on your only pans.” He joked with a wry grin.