CHAPTER 93

CHAPTER NINETY-THREE - The Move Emma's POV I stared at the ring on my finger. This was so surreal. I was engaged. I would be someone's wife. Me. Emma. I would be a wife. A small smile spread across my face. I liked that I would become Logan's wife. I wanted it. I wanted to be tied to him in every way possible. "I can't wait to wake up to this every day for the rest of my life," I heard Logan's voice, and I looked up. He was leaning on the doorframe, and he had a smile on his face. "Wake up to what?" I asked as I stood up and approached him. "Your beautiful face," he said as he pulled me to him. He pressed his lips against mine, and I moaned. "No," I heard Andrew's stern voice. "Not in my house." Logan growled and stopped kissing me. I chuckled and looked at my brother. He had a box in his hands, and he was staring at Logan menacingly. "Sorry, man," Logan sighed. "Get used to it. You will see this every damn day from now on." Andrew rolled his eyes and walked away from u