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In the end Logan had never made it back to the hut. At least not to stay. He had stepped inside just long enough to grab his board and wetsuit, and had headed off to the beach.

Maybe leaving your husband's birthday to go surfing wasn't the best thing to do- but there was only so much Logan could stand to watch. BetweenJack flirting with others and others flirting with Jack, Logan felt ill. Maybe it was how Jack was, and maybe it was something he'd eventually get over, but today wasn't that day. he didn't like watching Jack flirt with others, and if that made him a shitty husband... Well then jack could just find himself someone more willing to share.

Someone like that asshole who'd been practically drooling on him.

He spent an hour in the waves, and then eventually made his way to the compound to shower and dress. Time had passed, and he felt guilty now for leaving Jack at the party- But a little voice in his head assured him that Jack had likely had more fun without him anyway. It was easier to smile and charm people without your husband glaring after all.

Still, he needed to go home. He couldn't hide forever.