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Stella and Logan went way back together.

Despite the significant age gap between them, the pair met each other at college and quickly became friends. Logan may have been a mature student with an extra twenty years in the bank over Stella, but he was very much young at heart.

While Stella was bright, conscientious with her work, and hated risk, Logan was very much the opposite.

Logan was a rebel.

He lived fast, close to the edge.

If there was even a chance of having fun then Logan simply could never turn it down.

The fact that Logan was a mature student was something that Logan had always played down to Stella. Logan always maintained that he had been too busy partying and living a wild life during his twenties and early thirties to even consider college.

This made sense, but it wasn’t as if Logan was partying any less or living any less wild when he finally did make it to college.

But for men like Logan, age was only a number. He may have been older than some of the lecturers, but that made no difference…

At college, Logan had been a stone-cold heartthrob.

With his thick stubble and blonde and brown hair, he looked every inch the bad boy. The fact that he had a long scar on his left thigh just added to the dangerous appeal.

Logan’s almond brown eyes were like deep pools of brooding soul and there wasn’t a girl on campus who wouldn’t shoot him a look of admiration or lust.

Stella and Logan had hit it off as friends from the jump.

Yes, they were very much opposites. And the age-gap was undeniable. But something about them just clicked.

Logan would take Stella to the coolest underground parties on campus and it sometimes felt inevitable that after a few beers the pair of them would fool around. Things had gotten prettysteamy between them, but Logan had always made it clear that he wasn’t looking for anything serious.

Stella had always said that she was fine with this.

However Stella being Stella, she honestly wanted more.

Truthfully, what Stella wanted more than anything was commitment.

But as far as Stella was concerned, the reality of the situation was that she was hopelessly in love with Logan, and it would never be returned in kind.

Logan was like a precious stone that Stella could glimpse at, touch, but never keep. And for a while, Stella managed to deal with that.

Just as Stella was beginning to dredge up all the old memories, and the intervening years of occasional hook ups and catch-up dinners, she heard the sound of her doorbell.

‘Huh?’ Stella said, putting her phone down and walking toward the door.

Stella wasn’t expecting anyone, and neither Lilah or Nicki would show up without calling ahead, it just wasn’t something that either of them ever did.

Stella paused and gripped her hand on the doorknob.

It couldn’t be…could it?

Chapter 2

The sun may have been gradually rising in the sky to mark the dawn of a new day, but as far as Logan Rain was concerned, it was very much a case of same old shit, different day.

‘Urgh… what happened?’ Logan muttered as he gradually came to. ‘I fell asleep in my car?Again?’

Logan had indeed fallen asleep in his car.

However this was unlike the other times when he had simply taken the decision to stumble back to his car and spend the night tucked in underneath his blanket on the rear seats.