Chapter Twenty Two

Arya

I blink awake and the surroundings are oddly familiar. There is heavy breathing on my neck which startles me. I try to turn but a sharp pain shoots through.

My mark!

Logan.

Everything floods back into my mind afresh. The run, the mark, the sex... Oh, the sex.

My virginity! Shit!

I try to turn but I am captured in big strong arms. Logan's arms. I would have loved to stay and enjoy the cuddle but I have a strong urge to pee. Throwing the duvet off myself and try to put my legs on the floor. Logan turns, pulling me back into the bed as if I am weightless.

"Why does it look like you are trying to escape?" Logan says before opening his eyes.

"I just want to go to the bathroom and I can't break out of this prison," I say, and try again to get his hands off me. He chuckles and then lets me go.

After easing myself, I walk to the shower, feeling so familiar with the bathroom's environment.

The door opens and Logan comes in, all naked in his glory. My cheeks turn cherry red when he c