"Hey! Hey! Taylor!" I catch the scent of his cologne, and before I see him, I know it's David.
"David! Please!" I cry out, and he wraps his arms around me. The warmth of his body against mine sends shivers down my spine.
"What is it? What's wrong?" Logan, always the caring one, joins us.
"I never meant to hurt anyone. I just wanted love. I'm so sorry," I confess, my voice tinged with regret. "Please, I'm sorry."
Logan's soft voice fills the air as he reassures me, "Taylor, you didn't hurt us."
I don't say anything more; instead, I throw my arms around Logan's neck, holding on for dear life. David's hand on my back sends tingles through me, and I can't help but revel in the touch.
As I cling to Logan, I feel the heat flush my skin. "Taylor," Logan murmurs, and I meet his eyes. His gaz
