Who Knew My Assigned Mechanic Husband Was a Big Shot? novel Chapter 85

Logan stumbled back.

A flash of disbelief crossed his eyes.

She was genuinely, viscerally rejecting him.

Seeing the raw hurt in his expression, Sloane was equally shocked by her own reaction.

Hadn't she just convinced herself to go through with it and finish the GFA requirement?

But when push came to shove, she couldn't betray her own boundaries.

Men might be driven by physical urges, but for a woman, intimacy required emotional safety and connection.

She simply wasn't there yet.

"Logan, I... I'm so sorry. I'm just not ready for this."

Even with her clothes completely disheveled.

She had drawn the line.

A storm of frustration and quiet devastation churned in Logan's eyes, but ultimately, his profound respect for her won out.

He reached down, scooped her discarded blouse off the floor, and draped it carefully over her shoulders.

His fingertips grazed her flawless, luminous skin one last time, lingering for a breathless second before he finally pulled away, committing the faint scent of her perfume to memory.

He turned on his heel and headed straight for the bathroom to take a freezing cold shower.

Sloane remained on the sofa, staring blankly at the wall for a long time.

*

In the crushing awkwardness of their failed intimacy, Sloane spent the next two days actively dodging Logan.

Every morning, she waited until he left for his run before scurrying out the door to work. At night, she stayed at the hospital as late as possible, locking herself in her bedroom the moment she got home.

Logan gave her the space she needed and didn't push.

On the third night, Sloane tiptoed quietly into the apartment.

As she crept past his door, she overheard him talking on the phone.

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