Samantha

I wanted to screamed at the top of my lungs that I did nothing, but Logan was already picking Gracie up bridal-style, and taking her up the stairs, towards their bedroom.

"I'll fucking deal with you later!" He snapped, then made his way past me.

I stood there for a long minute, feeling my legs vibrate in anger.

Something akin to jealousy pushed through me at the sight of him holding her like that, and no matter how much I tried to ignore it, it stayed.

No.

I couldn't be jealous.

I was ...