Ava’s POV

His smile was broken, but at that moment, it was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. I didn’t wait for words. I kissed him again harder this time like I could press every apology, every ache, and every lost second into that one moment.

Logan gripped my waist as if I’d vanish again, lifting me slightly to bring me closer. The desk creaked behind me, and somewhere in the back of my mind, I knew this wasn’t the place not for this, not for us. But my body didn’t ...