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“He was a stray and had something stuck in his fur. Jake shaved off the glue-like stuff about two weeks ago whe
n we found him.”
She rolls her eyes. “Speaking of Jake, where is he?”
“He’s the bum with his arm over his face who is sleeping on the beach.”
Hadley grins at us and puts Bennett down as she skips toward the door. I hope Jake is prepared to be surprised. I also hope she wasn’t just a fling to him, since she’s sort of in Greece right now.
“Back to where we were,” Logan says, turning my face back to meet his. “I had Hadley do a search of a list of surnames. I knew you wouldn’t change your first name. Lana Vorhees was pretty obvious, considering I watched Friday the Thirteenth all the time when I was a kid.”
I smile like an idiot for no reason at all.
“Me too.”
He brushes his lips over mine again, still backing us toward my room.
“Then it was even more obvious when I saw Jake Vlad listed under this address as well. Not sure that Vlad is the best name for him.”
“He used to dress up as Vlad the Impaler every Halloween when we were kids,” I explain, still smiling.
We’re so morbid.
“I picked a little less obvious name,” he says with a shrug.
“Oh?”
“White,” he says, shrugging while smirking.
“As in Carrie White?”
He nods slowly, still backing me toward the room until my legs finally hit the bed. In one motion, he bends and tosses me to the bed, and I squeal like a little girl.
He comes down on top of me, and I giggle like an idiot, smiling up at him as he kisses the tip of my nose.
“So this is real. You and me. We’re actually going to get to be together?”
“Not possible for you to get rid of me,” he says, kissing my lips.
“I can’t believe you’re actually here,” I moan as his lips start trailing down my neck.
He leans up on his elbows as I start stripping. He watches me, but finally he decides to shed his clothes too. As soon as we’re both bare, he settles between my legs, but he stares into my eyes while pushing a piece of hair away from my face.
“I decided if I could choose anywhere in the world to be, it’d be wherever you were,” he says before he kisses me, silencing whatever girly, swoony thing that would have come out of my mouth.
And I kiss him back with everything in me as he thrusts inside me, filling me so completely that every nerve in my body feels electrified.
“I love you,” I whisper across his lips.
“I love you, Lana Vorhees,” he says, grinning.
It’s our own twisted version of perfection.
EPILOGUE
Three years later…
LOGAN
