Frank
Logan’s words slammed into me like a wrecking ball. And the only thing that I could do at the moment was to stand there, frozen. I was struggling to process what I had just heard.
Did he just say…
Did he just admit that he liked Katie?
No… wanted to pursue Katie?
It had to be a joke.
It had been years since I last saw my cousin. Yet here he was, smirking like this was some cruel joke. And then he was telling me that he wanted my mate?
What the actual hell!
I let out a short and humorless laugh as I shook my head. “You’re kidding, right?” I asked in disbelief. “This is some sort of prank, isn’t it? You’re just messing with me.”
But Logan didn’t stop punching the bag. He didn’t even pause. His strikes remained measured and controlled. It was as if my reaction wasn’t affecting
