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chance.”
He
pulled her against him, his mouth finding hers, briefly tentative but as she
deepened the kiss, Logan responded with the passion she was familiar with.
She reached past him to turn off the
lamp. But he caught her wrist, pulling her down to the bed with him, rolling on
top of her.
“I
want to watch you.” He bent his head, kissing her hard now, no hesitation, claiming
her lips. Melody kissed him back, just as hard, and gave herself over
completely to Logan.
* * *
When
she finally left, the sky was just turning pink in the east. The cab Logan had
called for from his room was waiting in front of the hotel. On the ride to her
apartment, she replayed her night with Logan. Everything had changed in the
space of twelve hours; he wasn’t the opportunistic rock star who’d taken
advantage of her. He was an honest man who had apparently fallen for her hook,
line and sinker. And had told her he loved her, in two languages.
She
smiled at the improbability, the utterly amazing series of events that had
landed her here, in this tentative but exhilarating new relationship with Logan
MacKenzie. If she’d tried to imagine this, nothing in her wildest dreams would
have come close.
And
she chastised herself for letting this happen.
The
cab finally arrived at her apartment. Melody nervously checked her watch,
tempted to have the cab wait, but decided to chance getting another one after
she was dressed. Right now, a hot shower and clean clothes sounded like heaven.
But
luck deserted her once she was ready. The cab she called was late, and as she
waited impatiently in front of her building, she calculated just how late she
was going to be. She debated calling Melissa then, letting her know she was
going to be late, but maybe traffic would be light. She really couldn’t tell
anyone she’d decided a second session in bed with Logan was more important than
work.
The
cab finally pulled up and she climbed in, giving the driver the address.
“I’m
late, can you hurry?”
“Yeah,
lady. You and everyone else.”
Melody
sighed, settling back against the seat. It was her own fault. And now she
really should call someone.
She
opened her cell phone, dialing Melissa’s direct line. The phone rang for what
seemed like an eternity before going to voice mail. Odd, Melissa should be
there by now.
Pushing
buttons on her phone, she maneuvered her way through the company phone system,
eventually ending up with the receptionist.
“Hey,
Jenny. This is Melody Lawson. Is Melissa Montgomery there? I’m running late and
wanted to let her know. If she is there, just put me…”
Jenny
interrupted her. “Melissa? Oh, um…well…just a minute. I better connect you with
Mr. Marshall.”
Before
Melody could speak, Jenny’s voice was replaced with canned phone music. Melody
listened impatiently, bewildered as the call went through. The cab was stuck
behind a truck belching smoke, obviously not going anywhere soon.
“Melody?
Where are you?”
“I’m
stuck in traffic. Where’s Melissa? I tried…”
“You
should be more concerned about being at work…on time…than with Melissa. We’ll
talk when you get here.” The line went dead.
Melody
made a beeline to her office, gathered her files and notes and took the stairs
two at a time rather than wait for the crowded elevators.
When
she arrived at Ryan’s office, the door was open. She knocked, stepping inside.
“I’m
sorry…”
Ryan
was at his desk, head down. Without raising his head, he held up one index
finger, silencing her.
Melody
clutched her files and papers to her chest, trying hard not to shift from foot
to foot in the doorway. Ryan finally closed the file in front of him and looked
up at her.
“Have
a seat. We have a great deal of work to do. Close the door.”
Melody
closed the door quietly, taking her usual seat at Ryan’s worktable.
“Ryan,
I…”
Ryan
held up his hand. “We have work to do. You can tell me your excuses after we
finish
He
pulled her against him, his mouth finding hers, briefly tentative but as she
deepened the kiss, Logan responded with the passion she was familiar with.
She reached past him to turn off the
lamp. But he caught her wrist, pulling her down to the bed with him, rolling on
top of her.
“I
want to watch you.” He bent his head, kissing her hard now, no hesitation, claiming
her lips. Melody kissed him back, just as hard, and gave herself over
completely to Logan.
* * *
When
she finally left, the sky was just turning pink in the east. The cab Logan had
called for from his room was waiting in front of the hotel. On the ride to her
apartment, she replayed her night with Logan. Everything had changed in the
space of twelve hours; he wasn’t the opportunistic rock star who’d taken
advantage of her. He was an honest man who had apparently fallen for her hook,
line and sinker. And had told her he loved her, in two languages.
She
smiled at the improbability, the utterly amazing series of events that had
landed her here, in this tentative but exhilarating new relationship with Logan
MacKenzie. If she’d tried to imagine this, nothing in her wildest dreams would
have come close.
And
she chastised herself for letting this happen.
The
cab finally arrived at her apartment. Melody nervously checked her watch,
tempted to have the cab wait, but decided to chance getting another one after
she was dressed. Right now, a hot shower and clean clothes sounded like heaven.
But
luck deserted her once she was ready. The cab she called was late, and as she
waited impatiently in front of her building, she calculated just how late she
was going to be. She debated calling Melissa then, letting her know she was
going to be late, but maybe traffic would be light. She really couldn’t tell
anyone she’d decided a second session in bed with Logan was more important than
work.
The
cab finally pulled up and she climbed in, giving the driver the address.
“I’m
late, can you hurry?”
“Yeah,
lady. You and everyone else.”
Melody
sighed, settling back against the seat. It was her own fault. And now she
really should call someone.
She
opened her cell phone, dialing Melissa’s direct line. The phone rang for what
seemed like an eternity before going to voice mail. Odd, Melissa should be
there by now.
Pushing
buttons on her phone, she maneuvered her way through the company phone system,
eventually ending up with the receptionist.
“Hey,
Jenny. This is Melody Lawson. Is Melissa Montgomery there? I’m running late and
wanted to let her know. If she is there, just put me…”
Jenny
interrupted her. “Melissa? Oh, um…well…just a minute. I better connect you with
Mr. Marshall.”
Before
Melody could speak, Jenny’s voice was replaced with canned phone music. Melody
listened impatiently, bewildered as the call went through. The cab was stuck
behind a truck belching smoke, obviously not going anywhere soon.
“Melody?
Where are you?”
“I’m
stuck in traffic. Where’s Melissa? I tried…”
“You
should be more concerned about being at work…on time…than with Melissa. We’ll
talk when you get here.” The line went dead.
Melody
made a beeline to her office, gathered her files and notes and took the stairs
two at a time rather than wait for the crowded elevators.
When
she arrived at Ryan’s office, the door was open. She knocked, stepping inside.
“I’m
sorry…”
Ryan
was at his desk, head down. Without raising his head, he held up one index
finger, silencing her.
Melody
clutched her files and papers to her chest, trying hard not to shift from foot
to foot in the doorway. Ryan finally closed the file in front of him and looked
up at her.
“Have
a seat. We have a great deal of work to do. Close the door.”
Melody
closed the door quietly, taking her usual seat at Ryan’s worktable.
“Ryan,
I…”
Ryan
held up his hand. “We have work to do. You can tell me your excuses after we
finish
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