(Logan’s POV)“You won’t,” I swear, cupping her face like she’s the only thing anchoring me. "I’d burn this whole fucking world before I let anything come between us again.”Her eyes flicker. Something shifts. And then she leans in, her lips brushing mine—not a kiss, just a promise. A silent I believe you.But that soft moment? It lasts exactly three seconds.Because the second she exhales my name, all calm burns to ash.“Logan…” she breathes, voice barely there.“Yeah, Baby?” I whisper, thumb tracing her cheek.“Prove it.”And just like that, I'm gone.My mouth crashes into hers, no hesitation. No gentleness. Just months of obsession, of war, of almost losing her. Tongue, teeth, heat, her gasp pouring into me like oxygen, like a goddamn drug.She tastes like trust and salt and everything I’ve ever been too fucked up to deserve.I grip the back of her thighs and lift her straight off the bed, her robe slipping open, those soft bare legs wrapping tight around my waist.Her fingers fis
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