away, gasping.
“You
do things to me, Melody, things that no woman has ever done. I can’t explain
it.”
His
fingers traced the curve of her cheek, over her throat, down to the fullness of
one breast. It was Melody’s turn to gasp as his fingers, and then lips, softly
caressed her, sending shivers through her body.
When
he lifted his head, she cried out softly in protest. Logan’s voice was rough
with passion.
“You’re
all that I need…all that I’ll ever want.”
It
was a long time before they slept.
* * *
Melody
woke with a start. The room was still dark, the bed unfamiliar. But she knew
she was in Logan’s hotel room. She rolled over, reaching for him, finding his
arm and then broad chest with her hands. He made a soft noise, reaching for her
hand. Without speaking, he rolled toward her, pulling her against his body, his
lips finding hers in the dark. The kiss had that same longing intensity,
searching her lips for answers.
As
much as she wanted to answer him, surrender to their desires, to let him take
her on that wild ride again, she gently pushed him away. She heard him sigh in
the dark.
“Logan,
I can’t. I have to go…I need to go home, change, and get to work. Ryan wants to
meet with me…about your case.”
The
thought of Ryan Marshall made her frown. And the force of what she’d done, that
she’d slept with a client, hit her with a physical force, making her stomach
drop. She’d given in to her desires, risking Logan’s case, her career…everything.
“Aye,
I thought as much.” He rolled away, flicking on the bedside lamp. Melody
blinked in the light. Looking at Logan almost took her breath away, with his
messy hair and heavy-lidded, sexy eyes. And his lips. Those kissable lips,
the ever-present grin that made them too sexy too resist.
“Logan…there’s
something I need to tell you. I should have said something before…before last
night. But I…didn’t want to.”
Melody
looked down, playing with a corner of the sheet. Logan turned toward her,
rising on one elbow, and she wondered how she’d ever be able to explain how she
was feeling without him thinking she regretted him. She didn’t. But then the
words just tumbled out.
“I
was wrong to sleep with you.”
His
eyes darkened, and for the first time Melody saw pain in their depths. She
reached out, her hand on his shoulder. She hurried to go on.
“Because
of your case…not because of you.”
He
frowned, confused. “And why is this?”
“It’s
a conflict of interest, to sleep with a client. Before the case…that was different.
But now…it’s complicated. And it’s a breach of ethics.”
“Do
you regret what we did…do you regret this?” Logan’s voice was steady, but the
pained deepened in his eyes, and her heart ached.
“Oh,
no. Not this…not you. Not at all.” She curled against him, resting her head on
his shoulder, her hand on his chest.
“This…you…I
wouldn’t give that up for anything. But I want you to know now, even though
it’s too late, there might be consequences…if anyone finds out.”
Logan
lay back on the pillow and Melody rested against him, hands splayed across his
chest, looking down at him. The pain had receded from his eyes, replaced with
confusion.
“You
risked your career for this…for me?”
She
nodded. “Yes. And I’ll keep risking it. But you need to know…I should have told
you last night…before we…well, you know. It’s your risk too now, I guess,
although I’d be the one facing the consequences, or the most serious ones.”
“Such
as? Your career?”
“Yes.
Pretty much.”
Logan
sat up, pulling Melody onto his lap. “Melody, you know I can’t ask you to risk
your career for me.”
“I’m
not asking…I’ve already made my decision.”
A
smile tugged at the corner of Logan’s mouth. “And God knows once you make up
your mind, there’s no changing it, is there?”
She
shook her head, winding her arms around his neck. “Not a
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