Page 108 of Never Sleep with the Enemy

“I couldn’t…” He releases a harsh breath. “You felt too good.”

I kiss him, silencing the guilt in his voice. “It was perfect,” I whisper, tracing down the heat of his body. “We have all night.”

Logan looks at me, those electric-blue eyes dark and consuming as he crushes me with another deep kiss.

We have all night.

All night until we have to face the world.

But for now, it’s just us.

Just us, tangled in sheets, limbs intertwined, lips seeking, mouths tasting, bodies moving.

Another kiss. Another condom. Another position that leaves me sore, tingling, aching for more.

Another breath. Another orgasm. Another reason to ignore everything beyond these four walls.

But eventually…

“I’m almost too scared to look,” I say in the early morning hours, Logan returning to the bed with my handbag in one hand, his phone in the other.

Nerves flutter in my stomach as I sit up, taking the bag from him. I fish out my phone, keeping it facedown until I’m ready to turn it over and?—

My lock screen is full of notifications. Texts. Missed calls.

Jordan. Addison.

Knox.

My stomach twists, a sharp punch of guilt. Of shame.

Knox

WHERE ARE YOU?

WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?

ARE YOU STILL WITH HIM?

ANSWER YOUR PHONE NOW!!!!!!

KAT?

“Oh, god,” I whisper, opening theGossipaarticle published hours ago.

A SHOCKING FLING? Logan Shock and Katrina Benton play CAT AND MOUSE with PAPARAZZI at the HAUNTED CARNIVAL!

“What am I doing?” I say aloud, collapsing forward onto my stomach. I grab the nearest pillow and shove my face into it. “I am dead.”

Logan’s hand trails up and down my spine, soothing. He leans over, pressing a kiss to my bare shoulder, a jolt of comfort that doesn’t last nearly as long as I want it to.

“Is this how they reacted before?” he asks.

“Before?” I lift my head from the pillow.

“When they found out about you and Jonah.”

I snort. “Oh, they never found out about me and Jonah.”

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