Her body went stone still; her smile faltered as a new sensation warmed her. Was that some sort of revelation in his tone? Or was her wicked imagination getting the best of her? She figured it was the latter because that was generally the case.
“So youdidsleep in the same bed?”
“We did,” he repeated in that same tone.
Sam knew she should probably leave well enough alone since Logan constantly told her to do that very thing. Problem was, Sam was too curious not to pelt him with questions. She wanted to know everything that had happened since she’d been gone. Most of all, she wanted to know if anything had happened between her men.
“I can hear your brain working, Sam.”
She laughed. “I’m just imagining the two of you in that giant bed … alone … together.”
“Yeah, well. It’s a big bed. We had plenty of room. Plus, I thinkaloneandtogethercontradict one another.”
“No cuddling, then?”
“Are you trying to get me to kiss and tell?”
Her breath lodged in her chest. For the past six months, ever since that one incredible night in the cabin, Logan had repeatedly shut her down anytime Sam brought up what had happened. Not once had he joked about it.
Her anticipation weighed heavily on each word when she asked, “Logan, did something happen?”
“I’m sorry, I’m not at liberty to say.”
“Oh, my God!” she huffed with exasperation. “You waited until I wasgone?”
He chuckled, and the sound reverberated right through her.
“What’s on the agenda for tonight?” he asked, effectively changing the subject.
Sam wasn’t ready to give up, but she knew she had to. Logan wasn’t going to reveal anything. However, she still stood a chance with Elijah, who would be her next call.
“I figure we’ll go to dinner, maybe do a little gambling. No partying, though. We’ve got an early flight tomorrow.”
“Enjoy it while you can, and don’t worry about us. We’ll manage to keep each other busy.”
She gasped. “What?”
“I mean, we’ll keep ourselves busy.”
Oh, no, he didn’t. Her husband was taunting her now. Something had definitely happened, and she hadn’t been there to witness it.
“Sam?”
She growled although it sounded more like a purr. “Whatever. I don’t want to talk to you anymore.”
Another laugh. “Well, then, I guess I’ll see you when you get back tomorrow. I love you, baby.”
“I love you, too,” she muttered, pouting as she hung up the phone.
No sooner did the call disconnect than she was dialing Elijah’s number.
“Hey,” he greeted softly, a soft chuckle signifying he was likely in the same room as Logan.
“Hey,” she said back, smiling because his voice did that. It settled her, made her happy.
“You up and moving yet?”
“Nope.” She stretched out on the bed. “I would be if you were here.”
