C66 Chapter Sixty Six

Logan's POV

Erinne eased herself onto my lap as I drained the last of the wine. The liquid was warm and smooth, sliding down my throat, but there was a nagging feeling at the back of my mind. Something wasn’t right. I couldn’t quite place what it was, but the unease ate at me, refusing to let go.

My eyes were beginning to turn, and an intense ache had blossomed in my head