CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE – Proud

　　Logan POV

　　Emma tensed up in my arms, and I looked down at her worriedly.

　　Did something happen? Did he do something to her?

　　I would rip him apart. I would put him back together and rip him apart again.

　　“I don’t remember much.” Emma said quietly. “I was asleep most of the time.”

　　“Okay.” Wren nodded. “What did he do when you were awake?”

　　“Talk mostly.” she sighed.

　　“About what?” Andrew asked her.

　　“About Sienna, Logan, and you.” she said quietly.

　　I tightened my grip around her. What did the bastard tell her?

　　“What about us, baby?” I asked as I nuzzled my nose into her neck.

　　Her scent was coming back slowly. I could smell a little bit of strawberry on her skin. It was enough to drive me mad. She fit perfectly in my arms. I never wanted to let her go. I wanted to taste her lips again, cover every inch of her skin with my mouth, and find out what it was like to be inside of her.