Chapter 10

  Logan's POV.

  The blinds are drawn, allowing the morning sun to filter into my study. My footsteps echo as I head over to my bar nonchalantly, grabbing a bottle of margarita.

  Back behind my desk, I settle into my seat with a wince and pour the drink into my glass filled with three ice cubes.

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