CHAPTER 33 Run, Run Binky from the past

The Toy.

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We sat on the floor mattress in a lounge chair position, the blanket wrapped around our partially naked bodies. I could feel the warmth of his firm chest against my back as I leaned into him.

His eyes widened in bewilderment before bursting into laughter. “So, you thought I was the Logan in your diary?”

“You can’t blame me. You both have the same features.” I smiled, sipping from my juice. After the sex, there was no need for alcohol.

“Was he as handsome as I am?” Logan flashed his charming smile, scratching the back of his head.

A warm smile appeared on my face, reflecting the lightness in my heart. “No, he wasn’t.”

We sat in comfortable silence, sipping our drinks and enjoying the view of the city through the window. Suddenly, his phone rang.

Logan suspiciously snatched his phone, as if he didn’t want me to see the caller. “I’ll be right back,” he muttered, quickly getting up and disappearing into the other room. He kept glancing back at me, as if checking to see if I w