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I shake my head. “It’s not like that between us. It was casual. I told him he doesn’t have to have any contact with the baby.”

“Fuckhim. He should be there for you.” Logan caresses my face with one hand.

“I have plenty of people there for me.”

“Have you told your brother?”

“God, no. Of course not.”

“He’ll want a name. I’ll just get it from Grayson, so you should just tell me.”

“I’m not telling you anything.”

He snaps my thigh-high again, and I moan at the sting.

“You still want me.”

“I never said I didn’t.”

“You still love me.”

I snort out a laugh. “After what you did to me?”

“Meredith, I wish I could make you understand...” He kisses my throat, shoving his hand under my skirt, cupping my pussy with his thumb pressing down on my clit through my thin panties.

I gasp, leaning my head back. “We can’t do this here.”

“Like hell we can’t. I own this building.”

“You don’t own me.”

He lets out a long breath.

“Don’t I know it,” he murmurs, and kisses me again, pressing his erection against my hip.

“Logan,” I moan softly as he presses down harder on my clit, sliding his hand under my panties before ripping them off at one side. “Logan!"

I look up at him, shocked, and he chuckles.

“I'll buy you a new pair. What'd these cost, two hundred bucks?"

“Six hundred," I mumble. So what, I have expensive tastes.

“Drop in the bucket."

Then he lifts me up by my ass and thighs, pressing against my hot core.

His fingers delve into me, hooking upwards until I’m gasping.

He releases himself from his pants, grunting as he fumbles with the buttons, and I help him. I wrap my hand around his base, and he groans, too loud.

“Shh.” I clap a hand over his mouth, and he moans again as I guide him inside me.

He thrusts up into me, sliding me up the wall. “Logan. Oh, God.”

“Let them hear it, princess. Let them hear how much you want me.”

I choke out a moan, but it’s quiet, and Logan starts to fuck me harder.