Logan Wallace's POV
I drive without letting go of her hand; I don't want to be apart from her again. Everything is so dangerous that I fear leaving her alone for even a second. Between the press, that demented sister of hers, my grumpy girl, and the baby. I won't negotiate having her with me in my house, to take care of her as long as necessary. Ben, you can wait until the baby is born to see if it's yours.
I know, I'm going to hell.
I turn off the engine when we arrive home, and my grumpy girl's hand is very loose. I look over at her and see that she's fallen asleep. This pregnancy is truly exhausting her. I lean in and gently stroke her hair with my fingers. I don't wake her; I just observe her, relaxed and asleep, for a moment.
"Mmm," she whimpers, and I smile.
I'll do my best, I p
