C38 TRAITORS GALORE

Logan's hands wrap around my wrists and hold them for a moment before he moves his face to kiss each of my palms. His lips linger on them for longer than I like and I fight my repulsion every second. When he finally releases me I drop my hands from his face and take a step back, suddenly needing much more space than before. To my surprise Logan looks much more resolved in his decision.

"Okay