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Logan's POV
I drove towards home in total silent after dropping Ava off back at her apartment. I wanted so bad to say something to her, maybe apologize for putting her at risk but couldn't.
At least, not while she was barely looking at my direction during the drive home. I was still raging mad just recalling how she tried to stop me from beating the crap out of that man.
I wanted nothing more than to break every single limp in that man's body back at the club earlier.
He dared to touch her.
That creep f*****g lay his filthy hands on her.
I just knew something was up when Sam wouldn't stop whimpering in my head and pulling me back to go check up on her.
To think that I was gone for just fifteen f*****g minutes while trying to sort out an incident over the phone w
