Emma POV
I messed up.
I should have never let him kiss me.
Now I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I couldn’t stop thinking about his lips on mine, his hands on my body, and his scent all around me.
I messed up pretty bad.
I was lying on my bed, staring at the ceiling. I was painfully aware of him sleeping in the room opposite mine. He’s already moved in.
Every part of my body wanted to run to him. I wanted to feel his hands on me. I wanted to feel his lips on my neck. I wanted to sink my canines into his neck, marking him and letting everybody know that he was mine.
But the voice inside my head kept screaming at me. I felt like I was tied up to my own bed, unable to do what my body craved to do.
And I knew that the voice was right.
Logan didn’t want me. He would soon realize that
