I remember a time when going to the mall didn't require six plain-clothed guardsmen and about ten minutes of super-careful supervision applied to security of the trip.
I remember a time when getting asked out on a date didn't mean a full body background check all the way back to his great-grandfather.
I remember a time when my biggest worry was what I was going to wear to prom-not which important person was plotting to kill me next.
I remember a time when my best friend didn't double as a kick-butt martial artist. Well-Logan had always been a kick-butt martial artist-but he'd never used karate as a weapon to defend me from assassins.
Its hard to believe that time was only three months, two weeks, and four days ago.
Oh yes I'd been counting.
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Protect Me Always
青少年小說"Logan?" I snuggled closer into my boyfriend's chest; memorizing the sound of his breathing had recently become something important now that I knew moments like this alone with him were scarce and far from guaranteed. "Yeah?" "Why," I shifted to st...