relationship and eventually get married.
He’d be the one left regretting what could have been, wondering if he’d had more to offer he might have convinced her there was a future between them. She was right here, standing in front of him, offering him fantasies that would last a lifetime and he was too afraid to reach out and grab them.
With another curse, Logan turned off the ignition and jumped out of the campervan. He wasn’t going to be the one to end it. He would leave that up to her. And when it happened, he’d be grateful for the time they’d had and go on with his life.
When he got back inside, he dropped his rucksack on the floor beside the sofa and walked into the bedroom. Sunny was already in bed, curled up beneath a down duvet. He stripped off his clothes and crawled between the crisp bed linens, snuggling up against her naked body.
A soft sigh slipped from her lips, and she reached back and tangled her fingers in his hair, pulling him closer. Logan pressed a kiss to the curve of her neck, his lips finding her pulse point.
She gently guided him inside her, and for a long time they didn’t move. He thought that she might have fallen asleep, but when he smoothed his palm down her belly to the juncture between her legs, she moaned softly. Logan touched her, gently rubbing his fingers over the core of her desire.
He felt her grow damp around him, and then a delicious heat that he found irresistible. Every instinct told him to move, but he stayed still, enjoying the changes in Sunny’s body as she came closer and closer to her release.
When it finally came, it was quiet yet incredibly powerful. He felt every spasm of her body as he held her close. She melted against him, boneless and relaxed. Then, in two quick thrusts, he was there himself, tumbling over the edge and losing control deep inside her.
They didn’t speak, both of them completely sated. Logan listened as her breathing grew slow and deep and before long, he knew she was asleep again.
“What the hell am I going to do about you, Sunny Grant?” he whispered. It was so easy to say he wouldn’t fall for her, but harder to admit that he already was—deeply and madly in love with Sunny.
* * *
S UNNY RAKED HER HANDS through her hair as she sat up in bed. She glanced over at the clock and saw it was nearly nine. She wasn’t even sure when they’d finally gotten to sleep last night, but she’d slept so soundly she felt refreshed.
Glancing over at Logan, Sunny could tell he was still a few hours from getting up. In normal life, between the two of them, he was the early riser, but since they’d been spending their nights in carnal pursuits, he usually slept until she woke him up.
Sunny carefully crawled out of bed and searched the floor for something to wear. She pulled a T-shirt from her bag and tugged it over her head, then headed to the kitchen. But as she passed the sofa, she noticed Logan’s rucksack sitting on the floor.
She picked it up, wondering why he’d left it where he had. Curious, Sunny opened it up and rummaged through his belongings, a strange realization setting in. Everything was inside. His clothes, his shaving kit, everything that he’d—
Sucking in a sharp breath, Sunny dropped the rucksack on the floor. It all made sense now. Last night. The campervan. He was going to leave. If she hadn’t found him gone and searched him out, she’d be alone right now.
Sunny wasn’t sure how to feel. Should she be hurt or angry? Should she confront him and get to the truth of the matter? What other explanation could there be? Slowly she sat down on the end of the sofa, then buried her face in her hands.
Maybe she’d just been fooling herself. They’d been getting along so well, enjoying their trip. But she had to wonder if the attraction was all one-sided. Yes, they had a fantastic sexual relationship, but the men she’d known had always been able to separate affection from sexual desire.
Was that all it was? Was he
He’d be the one left regretting what could have been, wondering if he’d had more to offer he might have convinced her there was a future between them. She was right here, standing in front of him, offering him fantasies that would last a lifetime and he was too afraid to reach out and grab them.
With another curse, Logan turned off the ignition and jumped out of the campervan. He wasn’t going to be the one to end it. He would leave that up to her. And when it happened, he’d be grateful for the time they’d had and go on with his life.
When he got back inside, he dropped his rucksack on the floor beside the sofa and walked into the bedroom. Sunny was already in bed, curled up beneath a down duvet. He stripped off his clothes and crawled between the crisp bed linens, snuggling up against her naked body.
A soft sigh slipped from her lips, and she reached back and tangled her fingers in his hair, pulling him closer. Logan pressed a kiss to the curve of her neck, his lips finding her pulse point.
She gently guided him inside her, and for a long time they didn’t move. He thought that she might have fallen asleep, but when he smoothed his palm down her belly to the juncture between her legs, she moaned softly. Logan touched her, gently rubbing his fingers over the core of her desire.
He felt her grow damp around him, and then a delicious heat that he found irresistible. Every instinct told him to move, but he stayed still, enjoying the changes in Sunny’s body as she came closer and closer to her release.
When it finally came, it was quiet yet incredibly powerful. He felt every spasm of her body as he held her close. She melted against him, boneless and relaxed. Then, in two quick thrusts, he was there himself, tumbling over the edge and losing control deep inside her.
They didn’t speak, both of them completely sated. Logan listened as her breathing grew slow and deep and before long, he knew she was asleep again.
“What the hell am I going to do about you, Sunny Grant?” he whispered. It was so easy to say he wouldn’t fall for her, but harder to admit that he already was—deeply and madly in love with Sunny.
* * *
S UNNY RAKED HER HANDS through her hair as she sat up in bed. She glanced over at the clock and saw it was nearly nine. She wasn’t even sure when they’d finally gotten to sleep last night, but she’d slept so soundly she felt refreshed.
Glancing over at Logan, Sunny could tell he was still a few hours from getting up. In normal life, between the two of them, he was the early riser, but since they’d been spending their nights in carnal pursuits, he usually slept until she woke him up.
Sunny carefully crawled out of bed and searched the floor for something to wear. She pulled a T-shirt from her bag and tugged it over her head, then headed to the kitchen. But as she passed the sofa, she noticed Logan’s rucksack sitting on the floor.
She picked it up, wondering why he’d left it where he had. Curious, Sunny opened it up and rummaged through his belongings, a strange realization setting in. Everything was inside. His clothes, his shaving kit, everything that he’d—
Sucking in a sharp breath, Sunny dropped the rucksack on the floor. It all made sense now. Last night. The campervan. He was going to leave. If she hadn’t found him gone and searched him out, she’d be alone right now.
Sunny wasn’t sure how to feel. Should she be hurt or angry? Should she confront him and get to the truth of the matter? What other explanation could there be? Slowly she sat down on the end of the sofa, then buried her face in her hands.
Maybe she’d just been fooling herself. They’d been getting along so well, enjoying their trip. But she had to wonder if the attraction was all one-sided. Yes, they had a fantastic sexual relationship, but the men she’d known had always been able to separate affection from sexual desire.
Was that all it was? Was he
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