harm.”
“Seriously, next time you have to get up there.”
His hands go up in defeat. “Fine.”
“Maybe we should have karaoke night at Tucker’s.”
“I think that’s a great idea, Tommy, and Josh can be the first one to try out the equipment,” I say.
Tommy points his beer at me. “You’ll help me figure it out?”
“Absolutely.”
“Deal.” Josh groans and Tommy hides his grin with his beer.
“I’m really not getting out of this, am I?” Josh almost looks ill, but I feel no sympathy.
“Nope,” I say with relish.
We stay for a few hours longer before we decide to call it a night. Outside, Dean says good-bye to my friends before he turns to me. “I really enjoyed this. Thanks for including me.”
“It was our pleasure.”
“You look happier than the last time I saw you, so I’m hoping that means you’re finding your way through this.”
“I am. Every day it gets a bit easier.”
He reaches for my hand to brush his lips over my knuckles. “I hope the next time you’re in my neck of the woods you’ll look me up.”
“I’d like that.”
“Good night,” he says before he turns and strolls away.
“Good night,” I call after him before I turn around and notice that everyone has already gone to their cars. Only Logan stands there. Though he looks casual, with his hands in the front pockets of his pants, I can tell something lurks just under the surface. But he says nothing. I move to him and his arms immediately come around me to hold me close. I feel his words rumbling in his chest. “Are you ready?”
“One more minute.”
He chuckles, but gives me my minute to hold him before escorting me to his car. We drive in silence and when we reach my house, Logan shuts off the engine and climbs from the car to walk around and open the door for me. As soon as I am standing next to him on the curb, he pulls me to him for a kiss—one that is almost painful at first until it softens and thoroughly melts my bones.
“What was that for?” I ask when he takes a step away.
Fire blazes in his eyes, but what or whom it’s directed at, I don’t know. A few tense moments later he rubs his hand over the back of his neck like he’s rubbing the bad mood away. “I’m sorry.”
“For what?”
The pause is so pregnant, I think he isn’t going to answer, but when he does I’m baffled and overjoyed at the same time.
“I didn’t like watching you with Dean. I know it’s unfair of me, but I can’t help it.”
Was he jealous? If he’s looking for a way to render me speechless, he has found it, but before I can even attempt to get my brain around his statement, he continues.
“I haven’t told you much about my life because there isn’t much worth sharing.” His fingers lace through my hair. “My life before led me here and that’s all that matters.”
The beauty of that statement leaves me speechless and is all it takes for me to fall the rest of the way for him.
The next morning I wake early and head to the kitchen to start the coffee. Logan is still sleeping when I come back to bed . My life before led me here and that’s all that matters . I haven’t been able to get those words out of my head. Not only are the words the most incredible I’ve ever been on the receiving end of, but there was no denying he meant every word. As he lies on his stomach, the hard contours of his back are visible since the sheet has slipped to rest at the base of his spine. His face is turned to me and I can’t help but wonder what he would look like if he shaved. What I fear is that, underneath my yeti, there is a staggeringly beautiful man. Why would said man have any interest in me?
He speaks without bothering to open his eyes. “You’re thinking too loud.” When his eyes do open, they reflect the cloudiness of sleep. And then he moves so quickly, pinning me beneath his hard body. For a long moment we just look at one another.
“Shave it,” I whisper. “I want to see your
“Seriously, next time you have to get up there.”
His hands go up in defeat. “Fine.”
“Maybe we should have karaoke night at Tucker’s.”
“I think that’s a great idea, Tommy, and Josh can be the first one to try out the equipment,” I say.
Tommy points his beer at me. “You’ll help me figure it out?”
“Absolutely.”
“Deal.” Josh groans and Tommy hides his grin with his beer.
“I’m really not getting out of this, am I?” Josh almost looks ill, but I feel no sympathy.
“Nope,” I say with relish.
We stay for a few hours longer before we decide to call it a night. Outside, Dean says good-bye to my friends before he turns to me. “I really enjoyed this. Thanks for including me.”
“It was our pleasure.”
“You look happier than the last time I saw you, so I’m hoping that means you’re finding your way through this.”
“I am. Every day it gets a bit easier.”
He reaches for my hand to brush his lips over my knuckles. “I hope the next time you’re in my neck of the woods you’ll look me up.”
“I’d like that.”
“Good night,” he says before he turns and strolls away.
“Good night,” I call after him before I turn around and notice that everyone has already gone to their cars. Only Logan stands there. Though he looks casual, with his hands in the front pockets of his pants, I can tell something lurks just under the surface. But he says nothing. I move to him and his arms immediately come around me to hold me close. I feel his words rumbling in his chest. “Are you ready?”
“One more minute.”
He chuckles, but gives me my minute to hold him before escorting me to his car. We drive in silence and when we reach my house, Logan shuts off the engine and climbs from the car to walk around and open the door for me. As soon as I am standing next to him on the curb, he pulls me to him for a kiss—one that is almost painful at first until it softens and thoroughly melts my bones.
“What was that for?” I ask when he takes a step away.
Fire blazes in his eyes, but what or whom it’s directed at, I don’t know. A few tense moments later he rubs his hand over the back of his neck like he’s rubbing the bad mood away. “I’m sorry.”
“For what?”
The pause is so pregnant, I think he isn’t going to answer, but when he does I’m baffled and overjoyed at the same time.
“I didn’t like watching you with Dean. I know it’s unfair of me, but I can’t help it.”
Was he jealous? If he’s looking for a way to render me speechless, he has found it, but before I can even attempt to get my brain around his statement, he continues.
“I haven’t told you much about my life because there isn’t much worth sharing.” His fingers lace through my hair. “My life before led me here and that’s all that matters.”
The beauty of that statement leaves me speechless and is all it takes for me to fall the rest of the way for him.
The next morning I wake early and head to the kitchen to start the coffee. Logan is still sleeping when I come back to bed . My life before led me here and that’s all that matters . I haven’t been able to get those words out of my head. Not only are the words the most incredible I’ve ever been on the receiving end of, but there was no denying he meant every word. As he lies on his stomach, the hard contours of his back are visible since the sheet has slipped to rest at the base of his spine. His face is turned to me and I can’t help but wonder what he would look like if he shaved. What I fear is that, underneath my yeti, there is a staggeringly beautiful man. Why would said man have any interest in me?
He speaks without bothering to open his eyes. “You’re thinking too loud.” When his eyes do open, they reflect the cloudiness of sleep. And then he moves so quickly, pinning me beneath his hard body. For a long moment we just look at one another.
“Shave it,” I whisper. “I want to see your
Similar Books
