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“I meant withme,” I murmured, my hand circling her wrist as she looked up at me with surprise.

“How many times are we going to do this?” Jessica gazed at me, her hand lacing with mine.

“Just give me one night, and I swear that’s it. One night.”

“You’re asking me to sleep with you? What exactly do you think I’ve been saying to you?” Jessica hissed as I backed her into the wall.

“Why don’t you stop fucking talking and just listen?” I chuckled as she shook her head.

“Only I could get rid of a player of a boyfriend to find myself with LoganfuckingZander,” she whispered, closing her eyes.

“Hey,” I said, stroking her cheek. “LoganfuckingZander wantsyou. I’m not anyone’s man, and I do whatever the fuck I like. So what do you say?”

“Walk me to my car,” she whispered, her tongue wetting her lips. “Please.”

Chapter Twenty-Two

LOGAN

“Walk you to your car?” I repeated, wondering if I’d heard her right.

Jessica nodded, walking away from me.

I followed, sighing heavily. This was just making me want to get fucked up again. I wasn’t used to rejection and Jessica heaped it onto me with a fucking shovel.

Tonight was a shit show, so after I walked her to her car—as she so eloquently put it—I was going to get hammered.

Everything in my life goes wrong.

We reached her little silver car, and Jessica leaned against it, her breath coming out in clouds because of the cold, dark air.

“Here’s the thing,” Jessica blurted out, her eyes on me. “I want you. I’m not going to lie because it’s obvious whenever I’m near you. But I can’t just fuck you and forget you. I’ll have to see you all the time because of Ellie.”

“You want me?”

I couldn’t help but smile and her eyes closed as she shook her head in disbelief.

“Even though you’re incorrigible, yes. But I’m scared.”

I stepped closer to her, pinning her against the car as I swept my fingers around hers, my heart pounding.

“Scared ofwhat?” I murmured as she stared into my eyes, her resolve weakening.

“Everything. I’m scared of wanting you too much,” Jessica confessed, her voice trembling. “And you’re right, I don’t know you, but you don’t know me either. You just know that you want to fuck me.”

I studied her then and released her hands, moving my hands to her face.

“I do,” I admitted, a smile curling on her lips at my honesty. “I’m a fucker, but I don’t pretend to be anything else. You’re single now, right?”

“Well, yes…”

“Why’d you sound unsure?” I murmured, and she looked up into my eyes.

I was lost when her eyes filled with confusion. She dropped her head, and her hair spilt over my hands before she looked back at me.

“I… I don’t know. I’m so used to saying I’m with someone.” She laughed, and I didn’t even think as I dropped my lips to hers, crushing us together.

She responded just as urgently, a soft moan leaving her lips. I kissed her softly at first before pulling away, feeling dazed.

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