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Chapter 84

Author: Dea B
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Logan POV

This is a bad idea.

Not in a vague, abstract way. In a very specific, very personal, very I am going to ruin my life way.

I stand in front of the mirror in my room at the Ice House and adjust my jacket for the third time in thirty seconds.

It doesn’t help.

Nothing helps.

My phone buzzes on the dresser.

Cole: Outside. Don’t bail.

I exhale slowly through my nose and grab my keys.

This is not a date.

This is a PR obligation. A staged, highly visible, carefully controlled appearance so donors can see that the “Golden Boy” and the “Perfect President” don’t look like they want to strangle each other.

That’s it.

That’s all.

Except…

I can still feel her under my hands.

I shove that thought straight into a mental locked box and walk downstairs.

Cole is leaning against his car, arms crossed, watching me with a look that says he’s enjoying this way too much.

“You ready, Romeo?”

“Don’t call me that.”

He grins. “You’re dressed like you’re trying.”

“I’m dressed like a functional adult.”

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Logan, you can have your career and a supportive girlfriend without selfish motives.
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