Lucas’s POV
If I have to watch Logan touch Harper one more time, I might explode. His hands on her hips, his fingers brushing back her hair, his mouth too close to hers.
Everything Logan does as he helps her move through the motions of the proper way to punch has my blood boiling. His hips move against her ass as their bodies turn with the punch.
Each morning, I have to watch this.
Each morning, I can’t stand to see him touching her. I have permanent holes in my palms from my claws digging into my hands.
Each morning, I watch Harper eat up his compliments and smile at him.
She’s never smiled at me like that… which shouldn’t bother me, but it does. Everything about them being together bothers me. It eats at me all day and throughout the night, like a flesh-eating bacteria that’s
