~ Savannah’s POV ~
I draw in a sharp breath. My skin shivers at Logan’s words. I look at him, expecting him to say he’s joking or something like that, but he remains serious. He tightens his grip on my knee and Harlan is doing the same thing.
Oh, for the love of all that’s holy…
“I take it you agree,” Logan lets out a smile after watching my reaction. “And now that we’ve got that established, how about we play a little game?”
I stare at him quizzically, but he doesn’t say anything else. Instead, he shoots a look over at Harlan and Harlan nods.
What is happening?!
Suddenly and without warning, Logan’s hand reaches up my thigh and his other hand tilts my face towards his. He locks my chin with his hand and leans his face forward until his lips are pressed against mine.
My eyes shoot
