““She was in hell.” Logan grabbed Blake’s hand, planted a foot against the giant’s thigh and heaved back. “We need to make sure she’s okay.” “Nah-uh.” Blake shoved Logan off. “The record shows babe’s only safe in my arms.” “Don’t be preposterous.” “She’s plenty safe in mine,” Ayden said. “You could burn her to ashes,” Tristan pointed out. Matthias smirked, “I wouldn’t complain.” “Because you’d be crying,” I said. “Completely lost without me.” “Oh, please.” “I would be!” Blake said. Let her go!” Logan hopped up behind Blake and got him in a headlock. “Has anyone ever mentioned that you bicker like old women?” Eros asked. “Sixty-seven times,” Jayden said.””
