Logan POV

Watching Emma in those tights and a sports bra had my heartbeat going a mile a minute, with no signs of slowing down.

Shit.

Shit, shit, shit.

Thank Goddess, I was sitting down, and Andrew couldn’t see the very obvious bulge in my pants.

She was driving me fucking crazy.

“Okay, little one.” Andrew said, panting hard. “Not bad, not bad at all.”

He was right. She was amazing. She was ...