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... Logan’s crisp white shirt. It hung loosely around her thighs, the fabric soft beneath her fingertips as she absently ran her hands over it. The scent of his cologne lingered faintly, grounding her in the present, though her mind was spiraling far into the past.
Across the room, Emma sat on the edge of the armchair, sipping beer from the bottle they’d smuggled in from the dining table war zone. She didn’t speak for a while, just watched Jean with concern knitted across her brows. Then fin ...
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