Logan comes back, cleaning me up with a tender touch. He pulls back the sheets and tucks me in before sliding in next to me.
“Feel good?” he whispers.
“So good.”
Capturing my lips again, he gives me a slow, stupor-inducing kiss. “You better rest up, Audrey, because I plan on doing that again with you.”
“I guess that’s the bright side.”
“Bright side?” he asks.
“Of this little detour,” I whisper, curling into his side. “Getting to be with you again.”
Because one time with Logan reminded me of everything I had with him. And even though time has caused some scars to open and close, he’s still the same Logan I fell in love with.
The one I’ve always been in love with.
One stop at the Wyoming Springs Motel and slow is out the window.
I want Logan Winchester. And I’ll be damned if I let him go this time.
ChapterTwenty-One
LOGAN
“You’re cheating!” Audrey bellows.
“I am not!”
“Yes you are. You’re flipping the cards toward you so you can see what you have before throwing it down.”
“I’m flipping them to the side.” I show her exactly how I do it. “You’re just mad because you’re losing.”
“We’re neck and neck.”
The stack of cards in my hand is bigger than hers. It’s easy to see I’m winning. Neither of us enjoys playing poker, so a game of war it is.
We flip over the next card, matching kings.
“If you win this…” she trails off, setting down her next three cards before going to flip the next.
“How do I not remember you being this competitive at card games?”
“I’m competitive at everything, Logan. I just always beat you.”
“Or did you?” I waggle a brow at her.
“Did you let me win?” That gets her going again.
“Why would I let you win?”
She throws her cards down and tackles me to the bed. The snow has finally stopped falling, but the snow drifts are the size of mountains.
We’ll be lucky if we can leave tomorrow.
And having this woman spread out on top of me?
I don’t mine one fucking bit.
