Elijah listened with half an ear as Sam and Logan discussed her plans to go to the airport in the morning and when she would be home. His ears didn’t perk up again until Sam asked whether or not they’d be sleeping in the same bed again tonight.
“We will, yes,” Logan told her, his penetrating gaze once again locked on Elijah.
Sam’s voice lowered to a husky whisper. “I wish I could see that. The two of you … together.”
Some of the amusement faded from Logan’s tone when he said, “Is that what you want, Sam? To watch the two of us?”
“Will you be mad if I say yes?”
“Of course not. We want to know what pleases you. You know that.”
“I won’t push,” she added. “I promised I wouldn’t.”
“Good. That’s all we ask.”
“We?” Her curiosity had been piqued. “Does that mean you’ve … talked about it?”
“We’ve had a brief discussion,” Logan said, still staring at Elijah. “Not a whole lot of talking, though.”
Sam’s sharp inhale made Elijah’s cock twitch. “If there wasn’t much talking, whatdidhappen?”
“We’ll be glad to walk you through it, in Technicolor detail if you prefer, but not until you get home.”
Sam sighed, sounding disappointed that Logan didn’t elaborate. It made Elijah smile. He loved how expressive Sam was, how she didn’t keep her feelings locked down.
A mumbled voice sounded in the background before Sam said, “Coming!” She sighed into the phone. “Well, we’re about to head down to the restaurant. I’ll see you both tomorrow. I love you. Both of you.”
“We love you, too,” Logan replied before disconnecting the call and setting his phone on the end table.
Elijah’s skin prickled as Logan’s gaze heated. He’d picked up on every nuance of the man’s expressions over the years, and that look usually preceded a hot encounter with Sam crushed between them. Only Sam wasn’t here.
“She’ll be home tomorrow,” Logan mentioned, as though reading his mind.
“She will.” Elijah wasn’t sure where he was going with this.
“She’s going to pick up on this tension.”
Elijah nodded. “I know.”
“We both know we’re not through with”—he waved a hand—“whatever this is.”
“Definitely not.”
“What do you say we call a truce until she gets home?”
That sounded like a damn fine idea, although his cock wasn’t as on board with waiting as he was pretending. “I think she’d appreciate that.”
Logan’s smirk was wicked. “But once she’s home, all bets are off.”
There was so much desire packed into that one single sentence, Elijah’s cock swelled at the thought.
“Once she’s home, we’ll see where things go from there. That good for you?”
Elijah didn’t speak, but he did manage a nod.
