Total pages in book: 109
Estimated words: 101501 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 508(@200wpm)___ 406(@250wpm)___ 338(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 101501 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 508(@200wpm)___ 406(@250wpm)___ 338(@300wpm)
Her eyes grew wide and she sat up on a gasp of air that had him chuckling. When she tried to scoot off the small bed, Logan grabbed her by the waist and hauled her back down, rolling on top of her so he could run his nose against hers.
“I prayed for you,” he admitted, not about to let her go before she knew his intentions. “In the desert at night, I prayed for you. Prayed when I was done with my career, you’d be waiting for me. When everything went to hell a year ago, I stopped praying and I lost my faith. Stopped believing in a just God when good men died for no reason. But the moment I laid eyes on you, I knew He’d been with me all along. That He hadn’t left me even when I raged at Him.” Her eyes glistened with unshed tears, then one fell, so he wiped it away before continuing, “I’ve been traveling for months, Skylar, trying to find some semblance of peace to ward off my demons . . . And here you are—my salvation. After a year of walking on a tightrope, I’m finally on firmer ground because of you.” She started to speak, so he placed his finger over her lips to stop her. “I’m telling you this because you need to prepare.”
She waited a beat to see if he’d continue, then reached up and ran a finger across his bottom lip. “Prepare for what?”
He nipped her finger, and her eyes hooded with lust on contact, heating his blood instantly. “For the fact I’m not going anywhere. You also need to prepare your brothers as soon as possible, today preferably, because I’m not sleeping on a fucking cot for more than a couple of days. You’re mine now. Day and night.”
Her body softened beneath his and her eyes grew warm. He shuddered and hardened further when she ran her hands up his side until she could reach his chest. Her hand stilled over his heart and she closed her eyes with a smile. “Find a place inside where there’s joy, and the joy will burn out the pain. Campbell was right.”
Logan had no clue what she was talking about, and he didn’t care. She accepted all of him, so he lowered his brow to hers and drank in her scent. “Joy, huh?”
Skylar opened her eyes and stared back at him, a smile pulling brightly across her luscious mouth. “Do you like football?”
A slow grin meant to tease formed. “I like football.”
“Would you go to Jake’s game with me tonight?”
Logan rolled until they were lying on their sides, and noted how comfortable she was with him, as if they’d spent months or even years doing just that: lying in each other’s arms. “Are you asking me out on a date?”
She nodded with enthusiasm. “Yes!”
That knot in his chest tightened further, knitting deeper under his skin until it was almost hard to breathe. Two days ago, he was lost. Searching. Now life held promise again because of Skylar. For that, he’d go to a fucking chick flick if she asked him.
“I’m buying the tickets and popcorn,” he informed her.
“Then I’ll buy the hotdogs.”
“I’ll buy the hotdogs, too.” She wasn’t paying for a fucking thing when he was around.
Skylar pouted her lips, drawing his attention to her mouth, so he took advantage. She opened for him immediately, without any hesitation, and the second her tongue tangled with his, he was lost. Drowning in the taste of her.
Logan rolled until she was on top of him, giving her the power to continue or stop. The bar could open late for all he cared. Feeling alive when so much death had surrounded them both was more important. But fate had other plans because Skylar had forgotten to shut and lock the office door. They both froze when the front door slammed shut and Jamie called out, “Skylar!”
He’d never seen a woman move as fast as Skylar had when she realized she was half-dressed with her best friend heading toward the back. Before he could move, Skylar jumped up and slammed the office door shut and locked it before she began tearing through the sheets for her clothes, laughing as if she didn’t have a care in the world.
Logan watched her as he dressed. The twinkle in her eyes as she kept glancing back at him burned a hole in his gut. He’d never been in love, unless you counted the deep bond between him and his brothers, so the emotion burning in his chest was foreign to him. If what he was feeling was anything close to that emotion, he knew he was fucked. Skylar could ask him for the moon right now, and he’d move heaven and earth to figure out a way to give it to her if she looked at him that way for the rest of his life.