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honestly believe I never high-fived after I sniped a target? That my heart didn’t race and I didn’t find some sense of satisfaction in killing the man I was charged with killing? I did. Wolf did. I’m sure your boss has. It’s not having the feeling that creates the problem. It’s giving in to it. We can talk about this. And we’ll begin working on your impulse control and your trust issues.”
    “I don’t have trust issues.”
    Leo laughed.
    “I don’t,” Logan insisted. “Look, if you’re looking for some deep, dark secret, you’re barking up the wrong tree. I was raised in a loving family. I love my moms. I adore them, and don’t you dare tell me that having two lesbians for moms fucked me up.”
    “I would never say that. It wouldn’t be true. Having loving parents is deeply important no matter their gender.”
    “I loved my town. I still love my town. I trust my friends and my boss. I just hate that fucker Markov. If he wasn’t around, I would have been fine.”
    “Because you didn’t have any problems before he came back? That’s not what this file says.”
    “I don’t have issues with trust when it comes to anyone but that Russian asshole.”
    “You do. You have trust issues that run so deep you can no longer function, and it’s not Markov who is the problem. You might not trust him, but that’s not the core. That’s not the person who broke trust with Logan Green in such a deep way that you can’t come back from it on your own.”
    Logan threw his hands up in obvious disgust. “Who? Oh, great and mighty fucking Oz, who? Tell me because you seem to know so fucking much. You can’t even get along with your brother, who’s one of the nicest guys I’ve ever met. You seem to have some problems of your own, but obviously you know what I don’t.”
    He didn’t react to the bile. It was common at this stage. “You, Logan. You don’t trust yourself anymore. You don’t trust your dreams or your hopes. You don’t trust the world you built for yourself. We have to get you back to the place where you trust the Logan Green who lives inside you.”
    Logan stopped, his head going down. His hands were on the arms of the chair, and they tightened before he finally looked up. “How the fuck do I do that, Doc?”
    Now he had him. Yes, he could work with Logan Green. “I’m going to show you. We start tonight. I had the staff send a pair of leathers to your room. You’ll wear them with boots. A shirt is optional. You’re a Dom-in-training. Included with the leathers is a training contract. Please read through it and sign it before we begin.”
    Leo stood. This session was over, and he was pleased with the results.
    Logan stayed where he was, his eyes coming up. “How is spanking women going to make me trust myself?”
    This was the part most people didn’t get. “There’s trust between a Dom and a sub. It has to run deep. The power exchange can be a powerful thing, but there’s beauty even in the small exchanges. Over time, after training, you’ll learn discipline and how to control yourself because you wouldn’t ever, ever want to abuse the trust they place in you. And when you reach that place where some lovely, soft woman trusts you with her body, with her life, you’ll learn that you’re worthy of that trust, and you’ll believe in yourself.”
    Logan stared for a moment, the words seeming to sink in. “Wolf was right. You’re not an asshole.”
    Guilt gnawed at him. “I can be.”
    “But you know what you’re doing.”
    Leo nodded. “When it comes to this, yes.”
    Logan shook his hand and walked out of the room, promising to meet Leo at eight.
    And Leo was alone with the soothing sound of his fountain.
    He wasn’t unattractive, damn it. He just wasn’t an overgrown freaking male model. What the hell was she thinking?
    And why hadn’t he known about Wolf’s migraines? His brother had looked weary, and Shelley had known exactly what he’d needed.
    There was a knock on