#Chapter 23: Try and Stop Me

Logan I hadn’t meant for Evelyn to see that. I knew how it must have looked to her: very, very bad. Evelyn froze at the end of the corridor. Her eyes widened, and for a fraction of a second, I saw something break inside her. She didn’t speak; she just turned around and walked away like I was nothing. “Evelyn—wait!” I pushed Emma off me with a growl, shoving her back hard enough that she almost stumbled into the wall. She blinked at me, lips still wet, eyes smug. “You didn’t stop me right away.” “I didn’t expect you to throw yourself at me in front of my wife.” “You didn’t exactly hate it.” My jaw tightened. “Don’t do that. Don’t twist this into something it’s not. I didn’t like it. And I don’t want you. Not like that.” Her expression faltered. “You belong with someone like me, Logan. Not—” “Don’t finish that sentence,” I warned, stepping closer. “I’m still her husband. You don’t get to claim me just because she’s hurt.” She shook her head. “Fool.” Maybe. But