Logan chuckled softly when she was so worried about him. He didn't mind injuries at all and he healed rather quickly from them. Yet here she was, worried about him. "I'm fine darlin'."
But he was sticking to the whole illusion he couldn't get free. "Might be a little easier if you tie my hands to the bed." Did he want her to continue? What kind of question was that? Ask any man that very same thing in the middle of what she'd been doing and they'd give the same answer. "I hope you will." He toned down what he really wanted to say and winked at her.