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that time of day added a level of complexity. Logan and I couldn’t exist as
we were normally. We couldn’t just be friends fighting sexual tension. In
front of his brother, we had to playact at being married. More touching.
More kissing. More reminders I was living with a man who had agreed to
never love me.
“I gotta get going.” Logan drained his coffee.
“Me too,” Colton added.
“Take your own car,” Logan said. He put his hand on the back of my
neck and looked me in the eye for only a moment.
Fuck Colton and his new morning routine. I was trapped in Logan’s
gaze because of him. He was saying he was sorry he had to do this, but not
sorry. Not sorry at all to grip the hair in the back of my head and pull me
close. Or kiss me tenderly with lips that lingered. He was so sorry this was
harder than it had to be, and not sorry one single bit.
“I’ll see you tonight?” Logan whispered, still close enough to kiss me
again.
The question was for Colton’s benefit. He wouldn’t get home in time to
see me.
“Sure.”
He kissed the pierced side of my nose.
Colton slurped his coffee like a filling toilet tank.
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