Wed to the Wicked — A Dare At The Bar

For the next few days I followed Logan everywhere if he was home asleep, I'd go upstairs and rip the covers right off him why are you here again I missed you I loved watching him get all worked up when he still couldn't bring himself to really go off on me and when he told me to leave I never took it seriously keep following me and you'll regret it I wanted to see what he'd do that night he

He went to the bar, and I followed him anyway. This time, he didn't throw me out. He let me stay, drink with them, even play truth or dear. But the girl next to him was practically draped over him.

Dare, kiss Logan. Isn't that a little much? That was when I got it. He was using her to push me away.

I knew why. He thought he couldn't control his temper. He was scared he'd hurt me, and scared I'd regret choosing him. In his eyes, Adrian was the better man.

The safer future. But what about him? Did he really think watching me marry someone else wouldn't destroy him too? Sorry.

He's mine.