Logan (Book 1)
Logan did the same, and we just bore into each other eyes, licking our lips and thinking I'm our heads about what we wanted.
Logan wore the Hawaiian sarong skirt part of the Maui costume, shitless revealing his tribal tattoos wearing the necklace that came with the package and his six packs. His hair was loose, and I couldn't help myself think I was actually looking at a god. Although he doesn't have Maui's hair, he looks perfect. Like a cut-out magazine cover. My heart is racing.
A cough made Logan and I cringe, reminding us we weren't alone. I felt my face heated to my ears.
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