Chapter 15

Vivian couldn't tell which side of Logan was real anymore. Seeing her finally soften, Logan loosened his hold a little. He bent down, tapped her nose affectionately, and spoke in that gentle, coaxing tone. "Even if you're still angry, get your hand bandaged first. Then, you can be mad at me. I won't let you punish me by hurting yourself." He took her hand and started pulling her toward his office. Vivian resisted the second she realized where he was taking her. It turned her stomach. His grip on her wrist was firm. She couldn't shake him off. She swallowed it down and said flatly, "Let's go to the clinic." A tight ache settled in Logan's chest at the look of disgust on her face. When she still refused to budge, he finally gave in and took her to the on-site clinic. At the door, Vivian yanked her hand free and walked in as if nothing had happened. Logan followed and waited off to the side. When she flinched at the sting of disinfectant, he shot the doctor a warning look and sn