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I've Had It
But then Logan’s face peeked into the doorway of the office to give me a contemptuous warning look. He barely poked his head around the doorframe. But he cast a slow ominous look from Kane to me.
What right does he even have to be jealous anymore?
Or to try to control me?
I was enraged.
I got up and stalked out of the Office. On his heels as he retreated.
Clearly not wanting Kane to catch him talking to me.
Not right before the suit goes to court. I thought bitterly.
“Why don’t you go the hell away.” I caught up to him in the hallway. “You had me. You didn’t want me. Why does it just eat you up that someone else does?”
“It doesn’t matter to me!!” Logan gave a wild gesture. “He can have my leftovers if that’s what he want.”
I stiffened. Hating being termed like that. “Then just leave me the hell alone.”
“Fine.” He shook his head. Looking away from me like a pouting chil
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