Chapter 33

• Logan
• She arched an eyebrow, looking offended. “It was just a subway ride. I’m not that prissy. You just never let me come here.”
• “Because it’s not your scene,” the offended look grew until Ashley was trying to sit up, and Logan found himself grabbing her arm to prevent her from leaving. “Relax. I’m just surprised. Can you think of any other socialites who even leave Manhattan, let alone for the Bronx? They all act like they’ll get fucking shot if they cross the Harlem River. Last time they went to one of his parties, and he said he lived in the BX, some dumb fucker made it out like he’d traveled from a warzone.”