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NORA Logan’s lips were still on mine, stealing every breath, every thought. The heat of his touch seared into my skin, my body melting into his as if he was the only thing grounding me. It was dangerous. It was reckless. But Moon above, it felt right. His hands tightened on my waist, pulling me closer, deepening the kiss. A low growl rumbled from his chest, vibrating through me, sending a shiver down my spine. My fingers curled into his shirt, gripping it like it was the only thing keeping me from falling. And maybe it was. It was! His scent, smoky… and something undeniably. Logan filled my senses, clouding every rational thought. It was intoxicating, overwhelming, everything I had sworn to stay away from. But I didn’t stop. And neither did he. Until.. A sound. A sudden, sharp noise