Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 37752 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 37752 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
It’s been nice being home. I was sure Logan would try and bounce out at some point today, but no. He’s stayed close to me since I’d gotten back from coffee with Carey.
“I wanted to see the snow.” I’d stepped out onto the back deck when I noticed the big flakes coming down. “Did my brother give you a hard time?”
Beau continued to glare at Logan most of the day. Dad has been more chill than I thought he would be. I was worried he might see right through Logan’s plan. My dad has always been good at reading people. I was worried he might call us on our bullshit. Then again, Logan is really good at this pretending we’re together thing. Too good. So much so that I’m starting to believe there really is something growing between us.
“No more of a hard time than I would have given him if you were my sister.” I can’t even be mad at Beau for being a jerk. I probably should be, but I know it’s coming from a good place. Here I am bringing home a random man I’ve never said anything about before. It’s not like I was one to date a lot. It’s a big deal if I’m bringing someone home.
“When do we need to go to your family’s place’?” He hasn't brought it up once.
“Soon.” He lets out a long deep breath. “Are we staying here again tonight?”
“You want to leave?” I thought he might be enjoying it some here. I keep forgetting that this is all an act.
“I want you alone.” His hands grip my hips as he thrusts into me. I suck in a breath when I feel his hard cock press into my stomach. This may be pretend, but the attraction between us can’t be denied.
“You don’t think we’re playing with fire here?” I drop my voice more. “This is supposed to be for show.”
“Doesn't have to be. We enjoy each other.” I stare up at him, but his face doesn't give me anything.
“So we could have our fun for a weekend?” I try to clarify. I swear I felt his body tense up for a quick moment, but he keeps his cool.
“Why does it have to have a time frame?”
“I live in LA and you live here.”
“You should move back anyways. Your mom misses you.” I burst into laughter. That was the last thing I expected him to say. But it makes me realize that my mom has already worked her magic on him.
“She’s gotten to you.” I shake my head because it’s actually really sweet that my mom could even get to Logan.
“You can’t find a job here if you’re not living here. You could stay with me.” I blink up at him. Still his face gives nothing.
“Wait. Did you just invite me to live with you?”
“My place is big. I work a lot, so we wouldn't be in each other's way.”
“I know we’re engaged and all, but I think we might be moving fast,” I try and tease. Reality is my emotions are all over the place. What scares me the most is it’s on the tip of my tongue to say yes.
“It would actually work out well for both of us.” Ah. I am starting to get it. He is looking for someone to replace Kelly. Not her job, but the fill-in buffer so his family and company would stay off his back. He and I enjoying our time together is just a bonus.
“I’m not sure that’s a good idea.”
“I’m sure I could easily find you a job too.” I shake my head no. That’s not what I want. Who am I kidding? I have no idea what I want.
“That’s really not a good idea. I don’t want a job because my fake boyfriend gave me one.”
“Angel, this is far from fake.” He thrusts his cock into me again. The simmer of arousal I was feeling already blooms. It makes me ache knowing I can turn him on.
“You two want some hot chocolate?” my mom asks, opening the sliding glass door. “It’s snowing.”
“I would love some.” I try and take a step away from Logan, but his hold on me is firm. I give him a look, and he finally drops his hands. That doesn’t help my turned-on state. The fact that he doesn’t want to let me go only heightens it.
“And you, Logan?”
“I would love some.” I start to head back inside after my mom, but Logan grabs my hand, pulling me back to him.
“We can stay another night if you want, but I want you alone at some point.”
“You want sex.” As much as my own words make me blush, they needed to be said.
“I don’t think there is a man out there that doesn’t want to have sex with you, Angel.” My face warms even more. Now Logan looks pissed and he’s the one that said it.