Logan POV
I slammed my fist against the table.
I couldn’t believe we couldn’t find the fucker.
It was like he didn’t f*****g exist!
I felt rage boiling in my veins and the need to destroy my office grew by the second.
I needed to leave. I needed a distraction.
And what better distraction could there be than my mate in my arms?
My mind went to the make-out session two days ago, and I was rock hard instantly. The way she kissed me and pushed herself against me almost made me lose my mind. She tasted f*****g amazing and, looking back, I had no idea how I managed to hold myself back from sinking into her right there in the middle of the living room.
I needed her right now. I f*****g needed her.
Emma, baby? I mind-linked her.
She decided to give me a chance, and I was thrilled. S
