More Than A Favor

Chapter 18

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Under Ethan’s and Tessa’s hopeful gazes, I finally nodded.

Deep down, however, I left myself a reminder: if Logan got involved with Selene again, I wouldn’t hesitate to leave him, even after we were married.

Everyone at the dinner table let out a collective sigh of relief after I agreed. The atmosphere lightened, becoming warm and cheerful.

Of course, I couldn’t leave after dinner.

Back in the bedroom, both Logan and I felt somewhat awkward, even more

so than last time.

“You should take a shower first,” Logan said.

Just then, my phone rang. It was Nora calling. I glanced at Logan. “Go

ahead and shower. I’ll take this call.”

After Logan went into the bathroom, I answered Nora’s call.

“Elaine, you didn’t come back to my place yesterday, and you didn’t come today either. You’re not back at the Mercer estate, are you?” Nora’s voice carried a mix of concern and curiosity.

Looking at the large bed in the room, I hummed softly in reply.

Logan back together?” Nora asked,

bit my lip. “We’re getting married tomorrow.”

spoke, her tone was

gazing at the half–moon outside. “The moon waxes and wanes, just like human emotions–there are good days and bad days. He’s blocked Selene’s contact information

well. Since I’d made up my mind,

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reminded me, “Elaine, just remembe safety and

a moment,

He was wearing only pajama pants, and droplets of water clung to his arms where he

lightly nibbling, sending tingles through me and making every nerve in my body tense.

what he wanted, but I held his hand firmly. “Let’s wait until tomor

anyway. One day

rence.

me. Instead, he tightened his grip on

bed early,” he said. “We’ll go register first thing in the morning. Let’s try

almost comical, as though he were racing against time.

laughed. “Is there a prize for

hesitated before replying, “There is.”

it at that. It was

Logan was already asleep. Perhaps not wanting

table.

between us tonight, the memory of what had occurred the other night still haunted me. I couldn’t shake the fear of

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