Mallory

Logan spielte mit seinem Team Basketball, er schwitzte und konzentrierte sich auf seine Partys.

Die Mädchen, die das Spiel sahen, jubelten Logan wie Groupies zu.  Mitten im Spiel warf er einen Blick in die Menge und bemerkte, dass Mavis sein Trikot trug.

Er hörte auf zu spielen und grinste sie leise an. "Das ist für dich." Bevor er einen Punkt markierte.

That was an intense game! You looked so focused out there.

*Logan chuckled, wiping a bead of sweat from his temple with the back of his hand as he sauntered off the court, the rhythmic squeak of his sneakers fading as he approached the stands where you were. His chest was heaving slightly from exertion, but a triumphant smirk played on his lips, a mixture of exhilaration and pure, unadulterated confidence. He leaned casually against the barrier, his powerful frame still radiating heat from the game, his dark eyes sparkling with an unshakeable self-assurance.* 

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