Logan’s POV:
I slammed the blonde-haired woman up against the wall, and I nearly growled in frustration when I felt her lips crash against mine. I didn't enjoy having my mouth on another woman. I wasn’t looking for a relationship so why would I bother to kiss them? Sure, I put my mouth on other parts of their bodies when f*****g them senselessly, but I never cared to kiss these meaningless whores.
Until I met Celeste.
I suddenly felt an ache inside my pants, remembering how hot she looked last night at dinner, and every time she bit that damn lip of hers, it drove me insane. And her eyes. Those damn emerald eyes make me go crazy.
Fuck! I hated the way she made me feel. I expected her to be clingy and try to talk about the night I gave her the best orgasm she ever had. But n
