Chapter Twenty

Arya

I get up, recovering from the shock of almost being marked. Logan stares at me and I can read the disappointment in his eyes. I am just not ready for this. I don't know when I will ever be ready.

I turn and run away. He follows after me. I want to get the hell out of here. I head toward Logan's residence. He follows after me, giving me more space than I deserve. I know I have hurt him but he has got to understand me.

Inside Logan's house, I am given a robe in which I wrap myself after shifting back. Logan has just himself into these dark jeans that hung low in his waist, showing me the happy trail to heaven. He strolls slowly toward me. Confident, sexy, eyes blazing, and my heart begins to pound. My blood's pumping around my body. Desire, thick and hot, pools in my belly. He stands in front of me, staring down into my eyes. He's so freaking hot. Coming to me, he grabs me by the waist so that I hit his rock-hard chest. I gasp when he holds my neck before his lips land roughly o