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irrational fury seemed to be driving him.
    He was furious over something and he damn sure wanted her to know it. “You think this is about some kind of competition?”
    He lifted his head and snarled at her. Then he lifted up and shoved away from her. He climbed from the bed and moved to the other side of the room, like he didn’t trust himself to be that close to her.
    Her voice shook as Bo said, “I don’t know what to think, Logan. Four years ago, you took me out to dinner—exactly two dates—and then you fucked me blind. Yesterday, you kidnapped me and spent the night doing the same thing all over again. I don’t know why and I don’t know what else you want from me.”
    “I fucked you blind four years ago because I love you, damn it!” He shouted it so loudly that it was a wonder the glass didn’t break. He crossed the room and bent over the bed, planting his hands on the mattress by her head and looming over her. “Get it? I love you.”
    His voice dropped and he said it again, “I love you.”
    Bo felt like the bottom of the world had just opened up beneath her feet. He hadn’t just said that…had he? He was looking at her, staring at her with a weird look in his eyes. He had an expression on his face that was…gentle. Or at least it seemed gentle. Bo didn’t want to trust that look at all. She couldn’t. Tears blurred her vision and she shoved against his chest. “Let me up.”
    “Bo…”
    Her voice broke as she screamed, “Damn it, let me up!”
    Logan’s face went blank and he slowly withdrew. Bo scrambled out from under him and climbed from the bed. With stiff, jerky motions, she grabbed a shirt from the foot of the bed and shoved her arms into it. She groaned as his scent surrounded her. Her hands shook as she tried to button it. Shaking too badly to manage it, she ended up just overlapping the edges and crossing her arms over her chest to keep it closed.
    “Bo? Look at me.” She jumped as Logan moved closer and when her eyes met his, she had that deer-in-the-headlights look.
    He reached for her and she backed away so fast, she tripped over her feet. Logan tried to catch her but she smacked at his hands. She stumbled away a little bit and said, “This is insane.”
    “No.” He kept his voice soft as he closed the distance between them. “This is the sanest thing I’ve done in quite a while. I love you.”
    She flinched a little and hugged herself even tighter when he reached out for her. But oddly enough, that made him feel a little bit better. He knew Bo—better than she knew herself. He knew that look in her eyes. He’d seen it before.
    She was scared. Bo didn’t handle scared very well.
    Had she looked like that when she’d run away from him four years ago? He captured her face in his hands and used his thumbs to arch her face upward. Still her eyes wouldn’t meet his. Nervous too. “Why did you run away, Bo?”
    “I didn’t run.” Finally her eyes met his and her chin went up stubbornly. “I had an assignment.”
    “Yeah, good excuse. And was part the assignment refusing to take my calls? Refusing to call me back? Hanging up on me? Was that part of your assignment too?” Logan asked. “What about coming back home and hooking up with my cousin? Was that an assignment?”
    He wasn’t mad, though. It was the first time he hadn’t gotten mad when he thought about her with David. “No answer for me, Bo?” He rubbed a thumb over her lower lip. She jerked back and ended up hitting the wall. Logan followed her, pinning her there.
    Her face was hotly flushed and her eyes glittered up at him. “What do you want me to say? Fine. I ran away from you. So what?”
    “I already know you ran,” he muttered. He dipped his head and licked her lips, tracing the outline of them with his tongue. “I’ve known that since it happened. Now I want you to tell me why. Although I think I already know.”
    If she could have melted into the wall, she would have done so, Logan mused. She