CELINA’S POV
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My heart rages against my rib cage as I watch Logan hold the phone— which looks small in his large hand— to his ear. “Celina, I know that you are mad, but this is upright delusional of you.” I can hear Sean scream through the phone without it being on loud speaker, and I inwardly cringe. “Delusional?” Logan asks intrigued, “I thought it a sane idea to date someone much more handsome.” The line goes dead, and the world seems to become quiet— that is until Logan chuckles.
The sound is so deep, so fruitfully raw, and it wraps around my brain, altering the way my mind was formed in the womb.
“Why did you do that?” I ask, not angry, not offended, just curious. Logan grins at me, eyes shimmering like a naughty boy’s. “You told me to,” my mouth opens and closes like a fish. “I
