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**Logan**

Estella’s car was already gone by the time I walked out to the parking lot, her taillights vanishing into the drizzle. But that didn’t matter.

I knew exactly where she lived—and better yet, exactly which route she’d take home.

Everything was almost too easy. By the time the night ended, I knew she’d be under me, trembling and breathless, and I’d be right where I wanted to be.

I slipped