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"Logan, I'll see you tomorrow. Let me know when we're set to leave. I'll be heading back to my lab," Silvia said. This time, before departing, she reached out to him. Logan didn't keep her waiting—he lowered his head and kissed her.

Finding no one nearby, he embraced the moment, lifting her slightly before letting her go. "Have a nice rest, Silvia," Logan said softly, le ...

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