Logan's eyes softened just a fraction as they lingered on Moanna—a change so slight even he didn't catch it.
He wanted to snap that Olivia's pregnancy had nothing to do with him.
"You mad?"
His voice took on a teasing, husky tone though his expression remained aloof.
"You bet I am! Becoming everyone's punching bag kinda warrants it, don't you think?" Moanna shot back, emotions flashing raw across her face. "What, not allowed to wear my heart on my sleeve now?"
The fury burning in her chest came out of nowhere. Sure, Olivia might've played her, but a man like Logan? Even if some woman managed to drag him to bed, getting pregnant would take nothing short of a miracle. With that ice-prince demeanor, no one stood a chance unless he willingly melted. Probably.
Or maybe not. These were jus
