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Tormented by the Truth

Logan opened the bedroom door and walked in. He held it open, waiting for Orla to join him but she paused outside and smiled at him.

“What's wrong?” He asked with a smirk. “Come in,” he instructed.

She waved her head in refusal like a kid. “Nope, I don’t want to sleep on the same bed as you, and I like your sister’s room better,” she replied and pouted.

Logan chuckled. “Fine, you should suit yourself,” he said with a smile and pointed towards the right; that was where the other room was situated.

“Yes, I will,” she blurted and flung her red hair at him. She was aiming for his face but the distance was far so it didn’t get to him.

Logan stood there and watched her walk away, he laughed softly and waved his head, then he had the door closed and walked to his bed.

He sat on it and began to reminisce on how she fell into his arms earlier today looking hot and sexy. He hated that other men were staring at her but he didn’t want her to see him as an obsessed possessive junkie, so he had to
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