Logan’s POV
“What happened?”
Lucia’s voice broke the silence like a dagger sliding through silk.
I stood by the window, staring into the dark, trying to steady my pulse. My jaw was clenched so tightly it ached. Her question hovered in the air, but I said nothing.
“What, you’re not going to talk now?” she scoffed behind me. “You were quite expressive a few hours ago when you were in my arms.”
I turned.
Slowly and calmly.
I turned like a man who had just realized he’d made the worst mistake of his life.
My hands found her shoulders, and I gripped them—hard. “What happened between us should never have happened.”
Lucia raised an eyebrow, completely unfazed. “Didn’t seem like a mistake when you were moaning my name. Didn’t you enjoy it, Logan? Didn’t you miss me?”
I released her like
