I stood there quietly. Still processing what he had just said. I couldn't believe it. Declan? Like the same Declan, Dylan had told me about? My heart raced and I instantly felt the urge to run. Run back to Dylan. I felt unsafe like I had put myself in danger, the stupidest way possible. I shouldn't have come. Was he going to kill me?
"You're Logan's father," I stated the obvious.
"I guess you've heard about me."
"Yes," I said. "But I don't understand what do you want from me?"
"I don't want something from you," he chuckled darkly. "I want you."
I stepped back unconsciously. "Me? Why do you want me?"
"That, I'll answer it some other time. Right now is not the moment," he said.
"Why can't you tell me now?"
"Dear, patience is a virtue, we should all have, don't you know that?"
I snor
