me, but you don’t want anyone else to have me either.”
Hell no, he didn’t want anyone else to have her. “There are better ways to meet men than selling one’s self to the highest bidder, Jenna.”
“Oh, really, do you have any suggestions? Perhaps you could set me up with someone. Any ideas? How about Ronan or Chris?”
The idea of either of those men, hell any man, touching and taking Jenna made Logan’s blood boil. “What’s the damn rush? You’re eighteen years old!” he exploded.
“Rush? What rush?” Jenna shot back at him. “I am the only girl my age that I know who’s never been on a real date.” Jenna turned as far sideways as she could in order to see him while she spoke. “My folks were super strict, church going people. I wasn’t allowed to date until I was sixteen, and my birthday was only days before the fire. From the moment I met you, I didn’t want to see anyone else.” Logan looked ready to speak, but Jenna never gave him the chance. “I’m a virgin, Logan. The only kiss I’ve ever shared is with you. You were very quick to point out how lacking I am in the characteristics that would make me desirable to a man. And one of those things was experience, you said so yourself! So, how is that rushing things, may I ask?”
Logan managed to hold her gaze for a second. She was so beautiful, he felt weak with desire. The idea that she thought she wanted him, had saved herself for him was incomprehensible. “So, your plan was to just offer yourself to a stranger tonight?”
“Of course not, it was just supposed to be a date.” She tried to forget the conversation she’d had with Dixie. “For charity.”
Logan snorted. “Even you can’t be that naïve, Jenna.”
“Even me?” Jenna knew her voice was growing a little shrill. As he began to slow down, she looked up to see they’d arrived at his domain, the foreman’s cabin. The very place she’d stood in front of just the other night and dreamed of sharing with him. Over the years, she’d only been inside a half dozen times or so. “We’re here,” she whispered, more to herself than anything. “At least we can discuss you taking the pickup back and stopping that damn school loan.”
“I don’t think so. Stay.” He demanded.
His voice was so authoritative that she complied. At first she thought he’d changed his mind about her going in, but then she realized he was coming around to open the door for her. “Thank you,” she murmured as he helped her to the ground. “I really don’t think this is a good idea.”
“It’s a helluva better idea than you being alone with some man who only wanted one thing from you.” Finally, Logan allowed himself to touch her. Just the act of placing his hand around her shoulder, the familiar scent of her perfume – the nearness of her body to his had him rock hard and ready. Maybe she was right…maybe this wasn’t smart. All he knew was that he’d been obsessed with getting her someplace where he knew she was safe.
Just for a little while.
His home wasn’t large, but he’d had it modernized so it had all the comforts he’d had at home. A wrap-around porch, a fireplace, a nice bathroom. It wasn’t a mansion, but he liked it. “Have a seat, I’m going to make us some coffee. I think we need it.” Logan wondered if he had time for a cold shower.
As Jenna sat on the brown leather couch adjacent to the fireplace, Logan flipped on a lamp. When he did, Jenna could see him clearly for the first time since leaving the bar. What she saw made her breath hitch in her throat.
He was aroused.
Big time.
There was no denying what she saw. Logan had a hard on.
For her?
She let him walk off while her mind spun. Was this possible? She jumped up and began to pace. What if he did want her? What if all of this was some grand gesture on his part because of their age? What if she could make this right?
Before she could change her mind, Jenna began to remove her clothes. Oh yea, she
Hell no, he didn’t want anyone else to have her. “There are better ways to meet men than selling one’s self to the highest bidder, Jenna.”
“Oh, really, do you have any suggestions? Perhaps you could set me up with someone. Any ideas? How about Ronan or Chris?”
The idea of either of those men, hell any man, touching and taking Jenna made Logan’s blood boil. “What’s the damn rush? You’re eighteen years old!” he exploded.
“Rush? What rush?” Jenna shot back at him. “I am the only girl my age that I know who’s never been on a real date.” Jenna turned as far sideways as she could in order to see him while she spoke. “My folks were super strict, church going people. I wasn’t allowed to date until I was sixteen, and my birthday was only days before the fire. From the moment I met you, I didn’t want to see anyone else.” Logan looked ready to speak, but Jenna never gave him the chance. “I’m a virgin, Logan. The only kiss I’ve ever shared is with you. You were very quick to point out how lacking I am in the characteristics that would make me desirable to a man. And one of those things was experience, you said so yourself! So, how is that rushing things, may I ask?”
Logan managed to hold her gaze for a second. She was so beautiful, he felt weak with desire. The idea that she thought she wanted him, had saved herself for him was incomprehensible. “So, your plan was to just offer yourself to a stranger tonight?”
“Of course not, it was just supposed to be a date.” She tried to forget the conversation she’d had with Dixie. “For charity.”
Logan snorted. “Even you can’t be that naïve, Jenna.”
“Even me?” Jenna knew her voice was growing a little shrill. As he began to slow down, she looked up to see they’d arrived at his domain, the foreman’s cabin. The very place she’d stood in front of just the other night and dreamed of sharing with him. Over the years, she’d only been inside a half dozen times or so. “We’re here,” she whispered, more to herself than anything. “At least we can discuss you taking the pickup back and stopping that damn school loan.”
“I don’t think so. Stay.” He demanded.
His voice was so authoritative that she complied. At first she thought he’d changed his mind about her going in, but then she realized he was coming around to open the door for her. “Thank you,” she murmured as he helped her to the ground. “I really don’t think this is a good idea.”
“It’s a helluva better idea than you being alone with some man who only wanted one thing from you.” Finally, Logan allowed himself to touch her. Just the act of placing his hand around her shoulder, the familiar scent of her perfume – the nearness of her body to his had him rock hard and ready. Maybe she was right…maybe this wasn’t smart. All he knew was that he’d been obsessed with getting her someplace where he knew she was safe.
Just for a little while.
His home wasn’t large, but he’d had it modernized so it had all the comforts he’d had at home. A wrap-around porch, a fireplace, a nice bathroom. It wasn’t a mansion, but he liked it. “Have a seat, I’m going to make us some coffee. I think we need it.” Logan wondered if he had time for a cold shower.
As Jenna sat on the brown leather couch adjacent to the fireplace, Logan flipped on a lamp. When he did, Jenna could see him clearly for the first time since leaving the bar. What she saw made her breath hitch in her throat.
He was aroused.
Big time.
There was no denying what she saw. Logan had a hard on.
For her?
She let him walk off while her mind spun. Was this possible? She jumped up and began to pace. What if he did want her? What if all of this was some grand gesture on his part because of their age? What if she could make this right?
Before she could change her mind, Jenna began to remove her clothes. Oh yea, she
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