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There was something really hot about how demanding Jack could be, and Logan wet his lips as he sank back in his seat.
"Maybe I don't want to," he replied defiantly, folding his arms over his chest and giving Jack a wickedly stubborn look. Their games almost never left the hut, and they definitely didn't get brought into the compound where people might catch a glimpse of what went on between them- but the invitation was there. Logan was practically daring Jack to take the upper hand and drag him out of there.
It was a risky move. After all, anyone who saw them, if Jack took the challenge, would be left either fully aware of what they were playing at, or convinced that there was a fight brewing between the two men. Maybe even something worse than that.
Still, Logan didn't back down, leaving the choice in Jack's hands.
There was something really hot about how demanding Jack could be, and Logan wet his lips as he sank back in his seat.
"Maybe I don't want to," he replied defiantly, folding his arms over his chest and giving Jack a wickedly stubborn look. Their games almost never left the hut, and they definitely didn't get brought into the compound where people might catch a glimpse of what went on between them- but the invitation was there. Logan was practically daring Jack to take the upper hand and drag him out of there.
It was a risky move. After all, anyone who saw them, if Jack took the challenge, would be left either fully aware of what they were playing at, or convinced that there was a fight brewing between the two men. Maybe even something worse than that.
Still, Logan didn't back down, leaving the choice in Jack's hands.