“I… I’m trying to process things,” Logan said, his voice rough.

“Process what?” I snapped softly, tears burning my eyes. “Us kissing and you acting like nothing happened between us?”

“Something happened.” He nodded, rubbing his hand through his hair like he was losing control. “I agree… I just… I’m confused.”

“Then figure yourself out, Logan. And please...leave me out of it. Don’t kiss me anymore if it doesn’t mean anything to you!” My voice broke as the ...