night, Logan. Let’s go, Luke.”
“Make sure she gets inside safely,” Logan demanded.
“Of course. I’ll take care of her.”
Luke’s words didn’t appear to sit well with Logan. I
caught his grip tightening on the windowpane of my door, and I turned to catch
his hard stare at Luke. His jaw ticked, but my voice broke through and
lightened the intensity.
“I’ll be fine. You might as well stay and help Hilary.”
My own words fell out so evenly and calmly. I relaxed into them.
He stared at me in a long silence, then straightened
himself and walked back to his car without another word.
“Take me home, Luke,” I said, resting back in the seat.
We drove in silence for only a
few minutes before Luke asked, “So, you’re not dating him, correct?”
“No,” I said with a sigh. I didn’t want to think about
Logan or the darkness plaguing his deep-blue eyes tonight.
“Maybe you should clarify that with him. Or at least
shoot him a text to get the hell off my bumper.”
I whipped my head back and there, a few feet behind the
vehicle, was Logan’s car, following us. I rolled my eyes and turned back
around.
“Ignore him.”
“Easier said than done. This truck’s my baby. One
scratch...”
I shook my head, laughing at the ridiculousness of that
statement.
“Logan’s a safe driver,” I said, staring blankly out the
window.
As we pulled up my driveway, Luke switched off the
ignition, and the headlights of Logan’s car pulled up on Luke’s side.
“Thanks for the ride.” I opened the truck door and looked
back, catching Logan standing beside his car door, waiting—for what, I had no
idea.
“You want me to walk you in and make sure he doesn’t
bother you?” Luke asked, his eyes on Logan’s intimidating stance.
“No, go home and get some sleep. I owe you enough for
making you drive all the way out here.”
“It’s not a problem, but between you and me, the guy has
some serious boundary issues.”
“You have no idea,” I said with a small chuckle, and
leaned across the seat to give him a warm hug and kiss on the cheek. “Thanks
again, and good night.”
As I climbed out, I noticed Logan’s hard gaze was still
fixed on Luke, who was now backing out of the driveway. With an irritated eye
roll, I headed to the front door and pulled out my key.
“Cassandra—”
“Go home, Logan.”
“I just wanted to make sure you got home safely.”
I could feel him standing close behind me. Goose bumps
flared over my neck and down my arms. Sweat beaded under my thick coat as my
body reacted to his nearness, calling out for him to take what he wanted and
put me out of my misery.
It was only a matter of time; we both knew it. The only
thing I held out hope for was that when he was through with me, I’d someday
find a man to put me back together.
The key turned in the lock and I opened the door, never once
looking back until I stepped inside, doorknob in hand.
“Luke did a good job getting me home, so you can go,” I
said, and it wasn’t a lie.
“I just wanted to make sure—”
“That I didn’t screw him?”
Logan’s head tilted slightly, his jaw set. “He wouldn’t be
that stupid,” he said through gritted teeth.
With a sigh, I rolled my eyes. “Good night, Logan.”
Logan lifted my chin, staring into my tired eyes. “This
is killing me, Cassandra. I want you so badly, and to watch you push me further
and further away…” He closed his eyes and shook his head once. “It’s too much.
I’m losing it.”
“What do you want me to say?”
“Tell me you can forgive me…that you still want this.”
Logan dipped his head down, finger still under my chin, lifting my face as he
crushed his lips down over mine.
The kiss was needy; Logan’s hands slid over my cheeks and
into my hair. His tongue ran over my lips and darted its way inside. I couldn’t
control myself; my body longed to be his, my thoughts cut off by the taste of
his warm, minty breath.
My hands sneaked up and
“Make sure she gets inside safely,” Logan demanded.
“Of course. I’ll take care of her.”
Luke’s words didn’t appear to sit well with Logan. I
caught his grip tightening on the windowpane of my door, and I turned to catch
his hard stare at Luke. His jaw ticked, but my voice broke through and
lightened the intensity.
“I’ll be fine. You might as well stay and help Hilary.”
My own words fell out so evenly and calmly. I relaxed into them.
He stared at me in a long silence, then straightened
himself and walked back to his car without another word.
“Take me home, Luke,” I said, resting back in the seat.
We drove in silence for only a
few minutes before Luke asked, “So, you’re not dating him, correct?”
“No,” I said with a sigh. I didn’t want to think about
Logan or the darkness plaguing his deep-blue eyes tonight.
“Maybe you should clarify that with him. Or at least
shoot him a text to get the hell off my bumper.”
I whipped my head back and there, a few feet behind the
vehicle, was Logan’s car, following us. I rolled my eyes and turned back
around.
“Ignore him.”
“Easier said than done. This truck’s my baby. One
scratch...”
I shook my head, laughing at the ridiculousness of that
statement.
“Logan’s a safe driver,” I said, staring blankly out the
window.
As we pulled up my driveway, Luke switched off the
ignition, and the headlights of Logan’s car pulled up on Luke’s side.
“Thanks for the ride.” I opened the truck door and looked
back, catching Logan standing beside his car door, waiting—for what, I had no
idea.
“You want me to walk you in and make sure he doesn’t
bother you?” Luke asked, his eyes on Logan’s intimidating stance.
“No, go home and get some sleep. I owe you enough for
making you drive all the way out here.”
“It’s not a problem, but between you and me, the guy has
some serious boundary issues.”
“You have no idea,” I said with a small chuckle, and
leaned across the seat to give him a warm hug and kiss on the cheek. “Thanks
again, and good night.”
As I climbed out, I noticed Logan’s hard gaze was still
fixed on Luke, who was now backing out of the driveway. With an irritated eye
roll, I headed to the front door and pulled out my key.
“Cassandra—”
“Go home, Logan.”
“I just wanted to make sure you got home safely.”
I could feel him standing close behind me. Goose bumps
flared over my neck and down my arms. Sweat beaded under my thick coat as my
body reacted to his nearness, calling out for him to take what he wanted and
put me out of my misery.
It was only a matter of time; we both knew it. The only
thing I held out hope for was that when he was through with me, I’d someday
find a man to put me back together.
The key turned in the lock and I opened the door, never once
looking back until I stepped inside, doorknob in hand.
“Luke did a good job getting me home, so you can go,” I
said, and it wasn’t a lie.
“I just wanted to make sure—”
“That I didn’t screw him?”
Logan’s head tilted slightly, his jaw set. “He wouldn’t be
that stupid,” he said through gritted teeth.
With a sigh, I rolled my eyes. “Good night, Logan.”
Logan lifted my chin, staring into my tired eyes. “This
is killing me, Cassandra. I want you so badly, and to watch you push me further
and further away…” He closed his eyes and shook his head once. “It’s too much.
I’m losing it.”
“What do you want me to say?”
“Tell me you can forgive me…that you still want this.”
Logan dipped his head down, finger still under my chin, lifting my face as he
crushed his lips down over mine.
The kiss was needy; Logan’s hands slid over my cheeks and
into my hair. His tongue ran over my lips and darted its way inside. I couldn’t
control myself; my body longed to be his, my thoughts cut off by the taste of
his warm, minty breath.
My hands sneaked up and
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