He had dark brown hair and the cutest green eyes I have ever seen.
I found out he loved football, and I talked to him about what position he liked and what team.
I had just climbed into my car when my phone rang.
Seeing it was Bronson, I hit the button, “Hello?”
“What’s his name?” Bronson asked.
I snickered, “His name is Logan.”
“Where’d you meet him?” he asked.
“At the community center. After we did what we did, I wanted to do more. He’s ten. So sweet. I wanted to wrap him in bubble wrap so nothing could ever harm him. He’s a cool cat.”
Bronson was silent for a beat, then he said, “You're one-of-a-kind, Lila Durant.”
I grinned, “So are you, Bronson Adams.”
***
As I stared up at my ceiling fan, all I could think about was Bronson.
Think about what he has shared with me.
Think about how he was with his kids.
Think about how good a man he was.
Because there was no denying my feelings.
I had fallen for Madalyn, and then Cole, and then Bronson.
I claimed them all.
And I wanted to be claimed by them in return.
But in the back of my mind, I knew that Cole and Madalyn had already done so.
Now... all that was left was Bronson.
I giggled as I recalled how he reacted to the dinner plans I had.
He was jealous.
There was no denying that fact either.
Therefore... it was time to be devious.
And I knew just how to accomplish that.
Was it wrong?
Sure.
Was it right?
Maybe not.
