Page 88 of Wild Girl


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When I hang up, I jump into Logan’s arms.

He leans back against the pillows and pulls me on top of him.

And I finally break my last rule and have sex with Logan Wild in a bed.

Dare I say it’s the best sex we’ve ever had.

Because he saved me, and he let me go.

And I saved him, and I let him go.

And now we’re both free, together.

Epilogue

Logan

“I swear on Jane Austen’s ghost, Daddy—once I have this baby, I am not doing this anymore!” Macey yells as she steps out of the jail cell wearing a big-ass bonnet, Victorian-era dress, and sporting a sexy baby bump.

I step closer and kiss her mouth and then her stomach. But she swats at my head.

“Not while I’m dress in Regency attire. It’s bad luck!”

“Why is that again?”

“Because Jane Austen’s dead. And I want to live through childbirth.”

I’m about to tell her that makes no sense when her father hands me a sheet of paper. “The list of actors that will be at your ranch,” he says.

Before I can even glance at the list, Ginny, who I didn’t even know had entered the room, and Macey both grab the sheet out of my hands. Ginny’s baby, Leo, is attached to her body with one of those slings that Macey’s excited to use in a few months.

“Hey, how’s my godson?” I say as I touch Leo’s soft cheek.

Macey kisses his head. “Our godson is as handsome as ever. Aren’t you, sweetie?”

Ginny smiles down at her baby. “He loves his godparents, that’s for sure.”

Dave has been firmly involved in Leo’s life. Even though Leo lives with Ginny, Dave makes sure to see his son every day. And Nickel—he’s in it for the long haul. He’s spent a lot of time bonding with Leo and was even there for the birth.

Ginny rustles the sheet she’s holding. “Mace, come look with me.”

They immediately start scanning the actor list.

“Ooooh,” Ginny says. “He’s so hot.”

“So is he.” Macey points further down on the paper. Then, she gasps.

“What is it?” I ask her.

“Riley is not going to like this.” She shows Ginny and me the name on the list.

Ginny’s eyes go wide as she points at the name. “Is that who I think it is?”

“One and the same,” Macey says.

I chuckle. “I don’t think we should tell her.”

“You mean warn her?” Macey says. “I agree. Riles is acting tough, but she’s still feeling vulnerable after Wink. I don’t want to upset her.”