LIORA
I had to call Logan on the phone using Ryder’s number because I am loosing my mind.
How did a man with a fever level of over forty degrees ride a bike?
Staring at his bandaged head and the IV’s hooked to his head, I wondered if he is feeling the pain of the wound in his head even while unconscious.
The door to his VIP Ward suddenly burst open and Logan rushed in, panting and breathless. His eyes went from me to Ryder then back to me.
“Thank God you are her_”
Before I could get the words out, he closed the distance between us, snatched the base of my top and pulled me closer to him, his flushed face inches away from mine. “What did you do to him?”
Confused as to where the hostility was coming from, I thrashed, trying to shove his grip away, but it only tightened. “What do you
