LOGAN'S POV
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I swear my heart f*****g stopped. It stopped, and I would have it stop again if it meant she said yes in another lifetime.
Celina agreed to kiss me, for practice, but to me it isn't practice-- it isn't something small, and I don't care that our first kiss is under false pretenses and without love, because since the very first second I laid eyes on her, I wanted to kiss her-- I needed to kiss her. I have fallen hopelessly in love with her, and I'm clawing at any scraps she is offering me.
I would take a subtle kiss over nothing at all.
"Fine, as in..." I hint, needing to hear a definitive yes, and not a fine, or whatever. I need a yes so that I can enjoy it, so that I don't have to worry and just soak up every taste on her lips.
I want her, and this...this will be the
