Page 73 of Short, Lethal & Claimed

Now, the only thing that she wanted was to climb back onto Logan’s lap and-

Found herself wondering just how pathetic this made her.

She wasn’t her mother and Logan was nothing like the men that her mother used to bring around them, Jill reminded herself as she searched through the large selection of apps thatfilled his phone. He was a good man who was forced to watch as the woman that he loved was killed. He wanted revenge and she couldn’t blame him. She’d never been in love before, but she knew without a doubt that she would never survive watching someone that she loved die in front of her and thanks to her father, she never would.

Her father turned Madison, giving her immortality and her little brothers would reach their immortality when they turned sixteen. Her brother Chris and his mate Izzy were Sentinels and could potentially live for two hundred years. She was counting on her father to figure out a way to save them before the time came. If he didn’t turn Chris and Izzy’s children, then Kale probably would. Either way, she knew that they were safe.

She-

“I’m curious about something,” came the softly murmured words as she watched a familiar tan hand pluck the phone out of her hand.

“And what would that be?” Jill asked as she looked up to find Logan absently scrolling through his phone.

“This skill of yours,” Logan said as he leaned back against the door frame.

“And what skill would that be?” Jill asked, watching him curiously.

“The one that you’re most likely going to change the subject for so that you can avoid the question,” Logan drawled as he shifted his attention to the stack of books that Jill kept on the floor by her mattress.

Since she felt that it was still in her best interest to avoid answering as many questions as humanly possible, Jill decided to go with it and asked one of her own. “What exactly are you doing?”

“Killing time,” Logan murmured absently as he took in the rest of her closet.

“Until…”

“That depends on how this plays out,” Logan said, taking in the Christmas lights she strung up before he focused on her.

“That sounds ominous,” Jill said, reaching up to grab another pillow to shove behind her head so that she could watch him.

“Does it?”

“Oh, it definitely does, which makes me wonder why you’re in here just before the crack of dawn to play twenty questions,” Jill said, noting the strain around his eyes and found herself wondering when the last time that he slept for more than a few hours was.

“I’m trying to decide my next move,” Logan admitted, watching her curiously.

“What are the choices?” Jill asked, shifting to get more comfortable.

“Tell me something, Angel,” Logan said instead.

“What’s that?” Jill said, biting back a disappointed sigh when he didn’t answer her, but then again, that was how their game was played.

“If I released you, what would you do?” Logan asked, watching her curiously.

“For the sake of this hypothetical question, I’m assuming that there aren’t any shifters guarding the building and no one is looking for us with the hopes of draining the children dry and ripping my heart out of my chest for shits and giggles?” Jill asked, blinking up at the large man watching her.

“Something like that,” he murmured, gesturing for her to answer the question.

“I would take the children away from here.”

“And where would you take them?” Logan asked, looking lost in thought as he absently tapped his finger against the back of his phone.

“Far away from here,” she said, hating the fact that they were stuck here.

“The penthouse isn’t up to your standards?” Logan asked as that finger continued tapping against the back of his phone.

“The penthouse is absolutely beautiful, but it’s located in the middle of a city where hundreds of vampires, shifters, and demons, who wouldn’t hesitate to kill three marked shifter children, roam free. That’s if the Sentinels don’t find them first,” Jill said as she met his gaze. “They deserve better than this, Logan. After everything that they’ve been through, they deserve a real home where they’re loved.”

“And you would give that to them?” Logan asked, watching her curiously.

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