I parked on the drive and jogged into the garage to join him.He stood staring at the Volvo I’d bought him two years ago.“You kept it?”
“Yeah.”I moved up behind Logan, but didn’t quite dare wrap my arms around him like I wanted to.
“I figured you’d sell it.”
“I guess some small part of me never stopped hoping.”
Logan turned to me, his body inches from mine.“Part of me never stopped either.”He pulled me down for a kiss.
I broke free to say, “The door,” before realizing, who the fuck cared about the open door?No more secrets.No more hiding.I grabbed Logan and hauled him into the hottest kiss I could, glorying in the feel of his sturdy body and the welcoming heat of his mouth against mine.
Words I shouldn’t say rose to my lips, so I kissed the hell out of Logan instead.
When we broke apart, he laughed and wiped his lips with the back of his hand.“Wow.”
“For sure.”I grabbed his hand and tugged him toward the house.“Come on, let’s get out of the cold.”
We passed through the mudroom and into the kitchen.There, Logan turned in a slow circle, scanning the space.“That’s new.”He pointed at my espresso machine.
“Yeah, I’m kind of addicted now.I’ll make you a latte, if you want.”
“Not really what I’m hungry for.”He grinned, but before I could kiss him again, Avery wandered into the room.“Hey, Miles, have you seen—” She froze.“Oh, Logan.Hi again.”
Logan stepped back from me.“Hi.I’m glad to see you safe.”
“Yes.”She wrapped her arms around herself.“Um.I’m so, so sorry about how I messed things up for Miles.With the engagement and all?My father drives me to temporary insanity.That’s my only excuse.”
“Hey,” Logan told her.“It wasn’t all bad.If I hadn’t seen stories about that mess in the paper, I might never have called Miles.If you hadn’t needed help moving your art, he might not have needed me.”
“I always needed you,” I murmured.
“Maybe, but we were both too hardheaded to say so.”
“True.”
Avery eyed us.“You know what?You guys need some alone time.I’m going to find a hotel room and give you space for the night, okay?”
I should’ve assured her she could stay, but the thought of a night with Logan, here in our safe space with no spectators, was too sweet to turn down.“Call the Royal,” I suggested.“I’ll pay.You can have some luxury while we…”
“While we.”Logan grinned.
“Right.Okay.”Avery nodded.“I’ll go pack a few things.Give me ten minutes.Maybe fifteen.”
“You don’t have to—” Logan began, always a softer touch than me.
“Yes, she does,” I interrupted.“I have plans for you.Loud plans.”
Avery giggled and hurried out.
Logan turned to me.“I think you shocked that sweet child.”
“She’s engaged to Rachel.I doubt she’s that sheltered.”
Logan wrinkled his nose.“I don’t want to know.So what do we do until she leaves?”
“I’m going to feed you.”I turned to the fridge.“I remember how hangry you used to get after games.I’m not taking any chances with an unfed hockey player.”
Logan plastered himself to my back, grinding against my ass.“There’s only one thing I’m really hungry for.”
