Tag: Logan and Amelia

Week 117 – Night sounds falter, eerily silent . . .

Slowly he began to wake. Night sounds falter, eerily silent . . . Then not so silent. Running water. Logan could hear the sound of running water. That instantly snapped him awake and he bolted upright, ignoring the resulting stab

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Week 116 – Why were they soaking wet?

A loud explosion startled her. What was that? Something was roaring and crackling, and she turned her head towards the sound then immediately wished she hadn’t. Her house was on fire. Not just on fire it was a raging inferno.

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Week 115 – Omg can’t breathe can’t move

Logan scanned the dark street and immediately zeroed win on the house across the street. There was an open window upstairs, he could tell because a curtain was fluttering. HIs gaze dropped to the ground beneath the window and he

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Week 114 – Was Logan playing her game? Afterall he is a cop

Something tickled her cheek. Amelia swatted at it and rolled over in bed. She didn’t want to wake up yet, not when she and Logan were about to rip each other’s clothes off. Dreams were so amazing. Pretty much the

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Week 113 – So this is what we’re doing now

Her new neighbour was hot. Like melt your panties hot. Piercing ice blue eyes, dimples, a smile that made her go all gooey inside, messy black hair that every time she saw it she wanted to curl her fingers into

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