#Chapter 127: A Night to Remember

Ella “Are you sure you want to do this?” Logan’s voice was low and husky, his breath warm against my ear. But when I looked into his eyes, instead of the predator that I expected like so many other men, I saw nothing but concern in his eyes. His words gave me pause, and for the briefest of moments, logic almost took over and I nearly pushed him away. But I didn’t. Maybe it was the wine, or my wolf, or the fact that I hadn’t been intimate with anybody in this way for a long time, but I found myself nodding and pushing him down further onto the bed. His chest felt warm and firm under my hand, and the way that his muscles rippled beneath my touch as he moved sent an electric shock up my spine. “Don’t ask stupid questions,” I murmured. Logan stared up at me as I gripped the hem of my shirt and slowly began to pull it off, exposing my waist and eventually my bare breasts. His eyes widened slightly as he gazed at me, and before I knew it, he was sitting back up and runni