Hana's been wallowing in grief and heartbreak like a thick blanket. Things are tense, and with her husband--my longtime friend--in the same building, things are strained. Until, that is, Hana decides to seek comfort in my arms.
And Logan walks in on it.
Logan makes it clear Hana's his, and he doesn't plan to share. But what Hana and I have is special, and I'm not giving that up. Especially when I can have her and Logan. I'll bring the cocky man to heel, and put his wife on the pedestal she deserves, with a smile on my lips and a knife at his throat.
Sans clothes, of course.