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of me right now. She deserves that. She deserves to be number one. I can’t be in a relationship at the moment.” And Grace wasn’t a woman you casually fucked. He knew that if they continued this it would go somewhere deeper, and if Maia reacted badly, he’d have to end it and that would only hurt them all worse.

When she didn’t say anything, he felt the beginnings of panic. “Grace, I should never have with you… I acted on impulse. I have to stop. I have to take control of my life. Be a fucking man. Look where impulse has gotten me. It put me in jail, for Christ’s sake.”

He knew as soon as it was out of his mouth that it was the exact wrong thing to say. It came out all bloody wrong. Grace’s anger swelled into the room. “Are you comparing having sex with me to what you did to get yourself imprisoned?”

Bloody hell! “Of course not.”

“Oh good,” she huffed, sliding off the stool to get away from him. He had to curb the urge to reach out and haul her back against him. “I might have taken exception to that.”

“You’re pissed. Shit, Grace, I never meant to—”

“Fuck me?” she cut him off. “Yeah, I got that memo. You can go now, Logan.”

No way. He wasn’t leaving until they’d hashed this out. “Don’t be like that. Please. You’ve been so good to Maia and me—you have to know that you are the last person I’d ever want to hurt. I’m a dick, okay.” He held up his hands in surrender, hoping honesty would buy him her forgiveness. “I shouldn’t have done it. I care about you, and I’m attracted to you—of course I’m fucking attracted to you; look at you—but I had no intention of crossing that line with you and spoiling what the three of us have. You know how Maia has been acting when she gets even the sniff of a woman in my life. I can’t do this. Please understand.”

Grace narrowed her eyes and he struggled to read her expression. Then she spoke and her hurt came tumbling out, making him feel like the biggest bastard that ever existed. “Why did you, then? I was content in the knowledge that you didn’t reciprocate my feelings for you, so why did you cross the line.”

Feeling two inches tall, he could only offer up the honest and unpleasant truth, “I let jealousy get the better of me.”

“So you’re saying you got upset because another boy was playing with the toy you hadn’t had a chance to play with yet?”

Feeling the situation run away from him he bit out, “Don’t. Don’t make this worse. I had no idea how you felt about me.” And he hadn’t. He knew she wanted him. He hadn’t known that she might care for him.

It was fucked up but he also couldn’t help but be glad she cared about him.

“Oh please, Logan. That may have been true when we first met, but we have been past the antagonistic-neighbor routine for a while now.”

“I suspected you were attracted to me, but nothing deeper. I never imagined you could.”

“Because that’s me… the shallow hookup girl. You know me better than that.”

Her voice broke on the last word, slicing him to ribbons. “Apparently, I don’t,” he snapped, not angry at her at all. Furious with himself. “But if you want me to take full responsibility for this, then I will. I’ve been an arsehole, I hurt you, and I hate that I’ve hurt you. I do. I am sorry.” He needed her to say it was okay. That she forgave him.

Instead Grace wrapped her arms around her body as if trying to protect herself from him. “I’m an idiot that forgot you like your quick fucks to come hassle free, with an even quicker good-bye.”

It felt like she’d slapped him. That she could think he’d think that way of her. “Jesus—”

“Don’t. Just go. There’s no point to arguing. You were right before. I should have asked you to leave then. I’m asking you now.”

Leaving killed him but deciding Grace needed some breathing space, some time, and that he’d come back later to smooth things over, he strode across the kitchen to leave.

She called his name.

Hope dashed through him as he turned back to her.

But her face was hard. He’d never seen such a hard, cold expression on Grace’s face before. He didn’t know she was capable of it. Something ugly, brutal, churned in his gut and it only intensified when she said, ‘I don’t want you back here. Maia is always welcome and I will be civilized to you for her sake, but you and me… our friendship is officially over.”

Hurt scored through him, knocking the breath out of him. “You’re killing me here, babe.”

The tears that spilled down her cheeks as she begged him to leave hurt even worse.

In that moment he hated himself.

Selfish fucker.

So he did what she wanted.

He left.

And when he lay in his bed that night, and the night after that, and the night after that… he endured the torment of wanting her and knowing he couldn’t have her.

About the Author

Samantha Young is a New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling author from Stirlingshire, Scotland. She's been nominated for the Goodreads Choice Award for Best Author and Best Romance for her international bestseller On Dublin Street. On Dublin Street is Samantha's first adult contemporary romance series and has sold in thirty countries.

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BLACK TANGLED HEART

"Readers are in for a thrilling and emotional ride with this one! The storyline is engrossing, the characters are complex, and the chemistry is off-the-charts palpable. It's my favorite book by Samantha Young to date." — K.A. Tucker, international bestselling author of The Simple Wild

Black Tangled Heart is a complete standalone. The Play On series are books connected by the theme of the arts industry, not by characters, and can be read in any order.

To my siblings, Jane was a friend. A pseudo-sister, the girl we grew up with.

To me? She was everything.

Our passion consumed us.

When our world fell apart, I thought our love would be the thing that held us together.

She was the love of my life. But she abandoned me when I needed her most.

And I'll never forgive her.

For years I've been planning my revenge against the people who took everything from me.

Jane won't be an exception. I'm coming for her.

She knows it.

She says she wants to help me serve my version of justice on the people who hurt me.

I'll let her.

She probably thinks it will save her from me.

It won't.

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