Chapter 46Hana’s face registered first shock, then surprise followed by realisation. “I’ve got stretch marks,” she said and then clapped her hand over her mouth in horror. “Forget I said that.” Her cheeks blushed to the roots of her hair.
Logan threw his head back and laughed. Hana stared up at him, c*****g her head to one side like a little bird, studying more than the external features but the very heartbeat of him. The idea settled on her like a comfortable mantle, ridiculous but right. Her hand strayed to his cheek and she felt the stubble pushing through his skin. Staring deep into his captivating grey eyes, Hana ran her finger down the familiar scar under his eye, feeling him tremble at her touch. “Hana I don’t care,” he whispered. “I’ve wanted you since the first day I met you. I’m
