his hand. “I’m so sorry. I had assumed something like that had happened… Wait. How did both of your parents die before you were born?”
Solomon inhaled and slowly exhaled.
He then told Logan the entire tragic tale of how he’d come to be on this planet.
She pressed her nails into his skin when he explained the hard parts. She choked up when she learned about his mother’s fate and again when he told her about tracking down his Uncle Gavin and how he’d taken Solomon in.
When he was done he felt like a weight had been lifted from his chiseled chest. He hadn’t expected telling her about his family to be so cathartic.
Logan was almost in tears. “You have been through more than anyone I have ever known. And here I am feeling so sorry for myself. The thought of your mother…” Logan couldn’t even finish the sentence.
Solomon shook his head. “That’s not why I told you. Pain is relative. I never knew my father, so in a way his death is something that isn’t a part of me. It’s separate. I feel my mother’s death more acutely because she saved my life. She’s the only reason I am here. The loss of your father is as great a one as my own. You had so much time with him to build up memories. You had so much more at stake. And to know you trusted me to be with you through it… Well. It made me want to trust you with a part of me too.”
Logan knew it probably wasn’t appropriate, but she’d never wanted someone more in her life than she wanted Solomon Kano at that moment.
He’d opened up to her. Finally.
“Solomon,” she whispered against his shoulder, lightly kissing it. “Take me somewhere. Anywhere. As long as we’re alone.”
Solomon’s eyes widened.
“Check please,” he said to the waitress as she walked over.
He’d never been so eager to leave a restaurant in his life.
* * *
S olomon had suggested the gym in the spur of the moment, not knowing any other place where he could be completely alone with her. He didn’t want to bring her back to his dorm room and deal with his roommate. He didn’t want anyone to interrupt their time together. Time with her was a precious thing. They both had so much happening in their lives which easily kept them from spending more than fleeting moments together.
Not tonight. He wouldn’t allow it.
So to the gym it was. He’d been nervous as he drove, glancing over at Logan who sat calmly in the passenger seat next to him. He couldn’t stop looking at her legs. Or imagining them wrapped around him. They were long and tan, with toned calves and muscled thighs. There were bumps and bruises in various places that made him admire them, and her, even more.
Logan fought for every win. And it marked her beautiful body.
She made him so nervous.
Solomon shook his head. He never got anxious. Not in judo or in life. Nothing scared him.
Except Logan Lowery. The power she held over him was something he’d never experienced. She didn’t know it, but he would have done anything she asked of him.
This was a foreign thing for someone like Solomon. He’d lived his life with such a singular focus the last few years. There’d been nothing worthy of distraction. It was why he’d gotten as far as he had. His focus was unbreakable. He was a man on a mission.
But Logan took the breath out of his lungs. Every time he was near her there was nothing else he could focus on other than her.
“So this is the dojo where Solomon Kano trains,” Logan said as they walked through the doors of Sensi Shenji’s gym. “One day this place is going to be a historical landmark.”
Solomon laughed nervously. “I don’t know about all that.”
Logan turned to him, her eyes bright even in the shadows of the empty dojo. “But you do. It’s why you put the work in.”
She looked down at her feet, suddenly uncharacteristically shy. “You’re like me, Solomon. We put it all out there on the field; on the mat. It’s how we survive. It’s all we know. I recognize it in
Solomon inhaled and slowly exhaled.
He then told Logan the entire tragic tale of how he’d come to be on this planet.
She pressed her nails into his skin when he explained the hard parts. She choked up when she learned about his mother’s fate and again when he told her about tracking down his Uncle Gavin and how he’d taken Solomon in.
When he was done he felt like a weight had been lifted from his chiseled chest. He hadn’t expected telling her about his family to be so cathartic.
Logan was almost in tears. “You have been through more than anyone I have ever known. And here I am feeling so sorry for myself. The thought of your mother…” Logan couldn’t even finish the sentence.
Solomon shook his head. “That’s not why I told you. Pain is relative. I never knew my father, so in a way his death is something that isn’t a part of me. It’s separate. I feel my mother’s death more acutely because she saved my life. She’s the only reason I am here. The loss of your father is as great a one as my own. You had so much time with him to build up memories. You had so much more at stake. And to know you trusted me to be with you through it… Well. It made me want to trust you with a part of me too.”
Logan knew it probably wasn’t appropriate, but she’d never wanted someone more in her life than she wanted Solomon Kano at that moment.
He’d opened up to her. Finally.
“Solomon,” she whispered against his shoulder, lightly kissing it. “Take me somewhere. Anywhere. As long as we’re alone.”
Solomon’s eyes widened.
“Check please,” he said to the waitress as she walked over.
He’d never been so eager to leave a restaurant in his life.
* * *
S olomon had suggested the gym in the spur of the moment, not knowing any other place where he could be completely alone with her. He didn’t want to bring her back to his dorm room and deal with his roommate. He didn’t want anyone to interrupt their time together. Time with her was a precious thing. They both had so much happening in their lives which easily kept them from spending more than fleeting moments together.
Not tonight. He wouldn’t allow it.
So to the gym it was. He’d been nervous as he drove, glancing over at Logan who sat calmly in the passenger seat next to him. He couldn’t stop looking at her legs. Or imagining them wrapped around him. They were long and tan, with toned calves and muscled thighs. There were bumps and bruises in various places that made him admire them, and her, even more.
Logan fought for every win. And it marked her beautiful body.
She made him so nervous.
Solomon shook his head. He never got anxious. Not in judo or in life. Nothing scared him.
Except Logan Lowery. The power she held over him was something he’d never experienced. She didn’t know it, but he would have done anything she asked of him.
This was a foreign thing for someone like Solomon. He’d lived his life with such a singular focus the last few years. There’d been nothing worthy of distraction. It was why he’d gotten as far as he had. His focus was unbreakable. He was a man on a mission.
But Logan took the breath out of his lungs. Every time he was near her there was nothing else he could focus on other than her.
“So this is the dojo where Solomon Kano trains,” Logan said as they walked through the doors of Sensi Shenji’s gym. “One day this place is going to be a historical landmark.”
Solomon laughed nervously. “I don’t know about all that.”
Logan turned to him, her eyes bright even in the shadows of the empty dojo. “But you do. It’s why you put the work in.”
She looked down at her feet, suddenly uncharacteristically shy. “You’re like me, Solomon. We put it all out there on the field; on the mat. It’s how we survive. It’s all we know. I recognize it in
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