“Green is your color.”
“Thanks.”
The forest-green, velvet dress dips low in the front with a slit that is almost indecent. Logan would love it if he were here.
With his physical with the team today, I didn’t want to do anything that could distract him.
Including having him by my side.
“How did you get out of the event?” I ask Lily, donning the last of my lip stain before smacking my lips together.
“Easy. I’ve already qualified.” She flips through the magazine on my bed.
“Show-off.”
“You love me.”
“I’m beginning to question why.” I roll my eyes. “How much press will be there tonight?”
“None.”
“Really?” My wide eyes find hers.
“A few photographers and that’s it.”
Thank God.
I haven’t run into Trent since getting back. With him not being here, it was easier to train today without having that added pressure of who is watching and waiting for me to mess up.
I let out a sigh of relief as the knock sounds from the living room. The car I ordered for tonight is here. No sense in walking across town in heels.
Grabbing the fake fur stole off my bed, I head out of my room. Except it’s not the driver at the door.
It’s Logan.
Looking sexy as hell in a black suit.
“What in the world are you doing here?” I ask as he steps inside.
“I couldn’t let you go alone.” He drops a kiss to my cheek. The stubble scratching against my smooth skin has my body aching for his. I didn’t get enough of him in that hotel room.
“But the team. What happened?”
“I might know tomorrow, but I just had to be here tonight.”
Deep brown eyes lock on mine.
“Are you sure? It’s important.”
“You’re what’s important,” he’s quick to answer.
Closing the distance, I press my lips to his, trying to show him how much his words mean to me.
Every worry I had about us starting this thing again quiets in my brain.
The kiss is chaste. Nothing overtly sexy, since we’re aware that we’re not the only people in the room. But it’s hard to pull back when Logan’s hands settle on my hips, keeping me close.
“I told you I’d show up for you,” he whispers against my lips.
