Chapter 75: The Bitch Who Stole Tyler
Logan's POV
I watched Tyler from the hallway as he ripped Alexis apart with words.
My lips twitched into a proud smirk, barely holding back the chuckle threatening to escape.
Finally.
Finally, he grew some fucking balls.
I had been waiting for this version of Tyler — the version that didn't let people walk all over him like a fucking doormat.
Not going to lie… I was proud of him.
No.
Not pretty proud.
Very, very fucking proud.
I had already made up my mind to tease him the second he walked into class — because, well… that's what I do best.
Making his life a living hell is practically my favorite pastime.
I fucking loved how I got under his skin — how I pissed him off till his ears turned red and his lips parted in those little angry pouts.
He always looked so fucking adorable when he was angry.
But right now?
Seeing him drag Alexis like that?
He looked hot.
