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eper. 'If you didn't agr

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screen, then deleted all the photos taken

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dn't bring himself

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hed out and grabbed her wrist again,

instinctively, her reflexes kicking

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his heart, the flam

the moment, Logan knew

his body sideways to hide the u

at the vulnerability that Alessi

too close, for fear of

f response from Logan, was about to speak

e light switch. 'Logan, I

looded with light and her eyes fell upon Logan and

an intimate dance, poised on the

of shock, hurt, and jealous

t she had interrupted

e Logan, her voice quivering with a mix of hurt an

in, desperation lacing her words. 'No, Miss Anderson! It's a misu

g, Logan's restraining arm wrapped arou

ss sent a shiver d

s as she realised the physical evidence of

ing Olivia, their bodies

ook at Olivia. 'Hav

n't disturb you any longer. Carry on. Although, I suggest yo

st look of jealousy before

closed on

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crimson from both ang

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face was illuminated by the

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