CHAPTER SIXTY-FOUR – Duty

　　Logan POV

　　My heart was pounding in my chest.

　　What I said to her in this conversation would determine if she accepted or rejected me.

　　I couldn’t even think about the rejection. That couldn’t happen. I couldn’t lose her. I wouldn’t lose her.

　　She was mine. She belonged to me.

　　Just picturing her with another man…

　　The anger rose, and I was ready to break down the fucking house.

　　No. Fuck no. How could I let another man touch her? How could I let another man taste her? How could I let another man hear what I just heard upstairs? Her orgasms were mine. Her moans were mine.

　　SHE. WAS. MINE.

　　She looked up at me, and I could tell that she was ready to ask her first question.

　　She was interrupted by Andrew.

　　The front door opened, and we heard footsteps approaching. We looked at the entrance to the kitchen.

　　“Hey.” Andrew said as soon as he walked in.

　　He hugged Emma and kissed the top of her head.