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God, he’s such a bitch I love him

That snippet was absolutely incredible 😍🥵. I'm so excited for Wild Winds! If you are able to and want to, would you please be able to give us another snippet if you have time? Obviously, it's absolutely okay if not, though! ❤️

Yesssss let’s do another snippet! Although this one isn’t spicy!

18+ | MDNI | Mentions of Canon Violence, Language.

Logan slammed the Jeep into park faster than she ever had before, throwing the door open before jumping out. Tannyhill was a fortress, a massive white symbol of wealth and selfishness that just hovered in the background. A few American flag’s scattered around the wrap-around porch and in the distance she could make out the Cameron yacht anchored along the dock. Her sandals smacked against the steps as she hurried up them, eyes wild as she reached the door. Her finger jammed itself into the doorbell twice in a row, one push after another, and she just pressed into it a third time when she felt arms wrap around her body, hauling her off the porch.

“What the fuck are you doing?” Rafe breathed into her ear, manhandling her down the porch, Logan digging her heels into the planks to try to push him off, losing a shoe in the process. Rafe let her go once they turned the corner, the front door opening a second later to reveal Rose Cameron in gardening gloves.

“I’m so sick of these kids…” Rose muttered under her breath before the door closed loudly behind her.

“Let go of me.” Logan shoved Rafe away and he held his hands up in surrender, both of them breathing heavily after their little power struggle, “What the fuck is wrong with you?”

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Rafe hissed back, crowding her into the side of the house to keep her from being seen from any of the windows, “You can’t come here in the middle of the fucking day, you know that.”

Logan shoved him hard, her hand hitting directly into the middle of his chest and Rafe took a step back. She knew it wasn’t from her strength, the man in front of her was a lot stronger than her and there was no doubt in her mind that if he didn’t want to move, he wouldn’t have. “What did you do to Pope?” Logan demanded, hands on her hips as realization fell across his face, the oldest Cameron sibling taking a step back to lean against the porch railing across from her, “Amy told me she saw you and Topper with a golf club and—and JJ says his entire fucking face is bloodied up…”

“It sounds like you don’t need to ask me what happened…” Rafe rested his hands along the railing on either side of him.

“What is wrong with you?” Logan shook her head, “Why—why would you even…”

“Your brother held a gun to Topper’s head, Lo.” Rafe shook his head, “You know that’s a declaration of war.”

“Of war?” Logan threw her head back, hands lifting to drag thorough hair, “Are you fucking…twelve?”

“JJ’s a loose canon,” Rafe shook his head, “I told you to handle that…”

“I am handling it,” Logan took a few steps away, shaking her head back and forth rapidly as she gripped her roots, “but then you go and beat the shit out of Pope? Fucking…Pope? The kid who never does anything wrong? How does that make any fucking sense?!”

“I’m not the enemy here, Logan…”

“Well you’re kinda lookin’ like it,” Logan snapped back, “who walks around and beats people up with a golf club? Topper fucking deserved the gun to his head, Rafe…”

Rafe only lifted a shoulder, his head turned to glance around the porch, as if he expected someone to step out at a moment's notice, “Maybe. Maybe not. I don’t know. I wasn't there. Remember?”