Logan made no sign of protest at that, he just met Joe's gaze with his own. After all, even if he'd wanted to say no, which he definitely didn't, it wasn't as if he had much choice.

"You want me?" he asked softly, swallowing hard and needing some sort of assurance that he was wanted, that he'd been good, after being burnt like that. It was stupid, he knew it was, but Joe had won. He'd broken Logan, just like he'd said he would, and now Logan needed to know it was okay.