~Ava’s POV~

We stood there for a long moment, just breathing the same air, the world outside Logan’s apartment became blurring.

Finally, he pulled back, threading his fingers with mine. His touch was hesitant, almost like he was afraid I'd remove my hands if he held on too tightly.

"Come inside," he said.

I nodded and stepped in, letting him close the door behind me. The apartment was dim, the only light coming from a small lamp in the corner.

Logan led me to the couch and sat ...