Logan! Remember me!

Aimee’s P.O.V

Startled by the knock, I jerked free. Still for a long moment, I couldn’t tear my gaze from his face. “Aimee.” His husky tone made my nerves jump. Then he leaned closer and lapped up a dry trail of tears. His tongue felt hot and wet on my cheek, and my core throbbed in response. How could I find that hot? As he ignored whoever was at the door and moved his hot mouth to the sweet spot at the nape of my neck and gave a long suck, my heart stopped, realizing I’d wanted him to kiss me like that for a long time, to explore every part of me with his mouth, but I refused to submit. This just had to be as a result of the raging mate bond. Besides, Nancy was still in the picture and I had no idea what he wanted to do with her now.

So I pushed away from him like his nearness burned me. His eyes held mine for a brief moment, then released me and Logan strode angrily toward the door. Shaken, my heart racing, I ran to the long windows, parted the drapes, and looked at the sparkling c