CHAPTER 65

CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVE - Fighter Emma's POV I was shaking from top to bottom. Accepting Logan felt like finding a missing puzzle piece that completed the picture. It was the best thing I've ever done. It was the scariest thing I've ever done as well. A part of me was still scared. A part of me was still screaming at me that I'd made a mistake. His tongue massaged mine so perfectly. His hands on my body felt perfect, and I wanted more. I needed more. "As happy as seeing that the two of you have made up makes me, please stop doing that on my couch," I heard my brother's voice. My eyes opened abruptly, and I jumped off of Logan. I forgot where we were. I forgot that I was sitting on him and that it wasn't a really good idea to throw myself backward. Instead of jumping on my feet, I stumbled and started falling on my back. Logan grabbed me just before my head hit the coffee table. "Andrew!" Logan growled, shooting daggers at my brother. "Shit, Em," Andrew mumbled, walking down th