Aria's POV
Logan’s gaze flickered between Jameson and me, a curious smirk tugging at his lips.
“Wait… you're married?" he asked me, tilting his head.
I nodded hesitantly but quickly added, “There are several things attached to it though.”
I don't know why I was being this way because of the person who called him.
Logan hummed in understanding, glancing at Jameson again before taking a step back.
“Well, I’ll take my leave now before your husband bore holes into my body with that glare of his.”
I forced a chuckle, watching him turn away. “I’ll make sure I return your handkerchief next time,” He threw a hand in the air without looking back.
“Noted!”
The moment he disappeared from sight, I wiggle my wrist from Jameson's hold. But his voice cut through the air like a blade.
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