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Logan’s hand moved before his brain caught up. He caught her wrist. Gentle. Just enough to stop her.

“Romi,” he started.

Not in the way his best friend Dean was—all swagger and sharp grins, collecting hookups like hockey trophies. No, Logan was the quiet kind of wanted. The steady boyfriend. The guy you brought home to your parents after the bad boys had their fun. The Mistake Vk Elle Kennedy