"Logan, we are supposed to be planning our wedding, but here you are, messing around with a slave!" Delaney ranted, glaring at Logan with her hands on her waist. Logan sighed and rubbed his eyes tiredly. He still had a headache from last night's headache and Delaney pulling him out to the hallway to rant didn't make matters easier.
"Delaney, do you need anything?" Logan questioned, ignoring her statement.
"Yes, I need my husband to be to actually be interested in our wedding!" She demanded.
"Look Delaney, I've given you what you wanted haven't I? We're getting married. Go ahead and plan the wedding to your taste. I have other important things to attend to" Logan said in a stern tone and Delaney groaned.
She wanted his full attention, but he wasn't ready to give it to her. For the past
