CHAPTER SEVEN

THERE'S A FIRST TIME FOR EVERYTHING - INCLUDING STRIPPING "Blunt, are we?" Logan asked with amusement, his voice sounded like he was just expressing a simple friendly interest, when deep down, he could feel a particular and interesting part of him begin to harden. "You asked what I wanted, and I said it." Emily raised her shoulders and dropped it with a sigh. A sigh that said a lot of things, a sigh that told him she was starting to get irritated by his plenty talks. A sigh that spoke so clearly that she wanted his cock right that moment. "I didn't think a woman of your type would admit that so easily." He smirked. He noticed the way her body wavered from standing on her toes for too long. "A woman of my type?" she frowned, finally giving up and standing next to him. "Ah. What I simply mean is that you're proud. A proud woman." he smiled at her slightly. Very soon, he was sure she was going to explode and lash out at him. "It's no secret." she mumbled. The loud cheer from the cro