the one to pull away, and it stung to be on the receiving end of the rejection.
Heâd been belligerent, stubborn, even mean for a good portion of the evening. But his gut was telling him that those things were why she had chosen him rather than Bren.
Easy isnât always better.
So then what was it? Was he imagining the chemistry between them?
âApart from being the most cantankerous sub Iâve ever come across?â she asked wryly. He felt her hands on his face, her fingers cool in contrast to his skin, which was on fire. She coaxed him to look up at her, placing one finger against his lips to keep him quiet.
âYouâve done nothing wrong. I would love nothing more than to break you down and build you back up again.â Her words sent a shiver skating down his spine.
He had no doubt that that was exactly what she would do, and he believed her fully capable of it.
âBut I canât.â Bending, she replaced the finger on his lips with her mouth, granting him the most chaste of kisses, but that small touch made his mouth go dry.
He closed his eyes as she stepped back, listened to her murmur to Bren as she collected her bag. The staccato click of those sexy-as-hell boots slowed as she passed him, and his heart leapt as he wondered if she had changed her mind.
And then it quickened again. Logan listened as she walked away, each press of those spiked heels into the tiled floor like a knife to his heart.
CHAPTER SIX
W hen the time had come to say goodbye to the Vegas Veterinary Center, where Scarlett had spent so many hours over the last two years, it felt bittersweet.
She was sure she was doing the right thing by trading in the familiar scuffed floors and smells of antiseptic and dog hair for hay and manure. But closing a chapter of her life was harder than sheâd anticipated.
âYouâre absolutely sure this is what you want?â Dr. Roxy Snow, one of the three partners of Vegas Vets, tucked a strand of wildly curling light brown hair behind her ear. Little vertical lines appeared between her eyebrows as she frowned, studying Scarlett up and down. âWe would still love to have you here full-time. With the time you put in during school, you could be a partner within a couple of years.â
Scarlett winced as temptation rose. Staying would probably be the safer offer, and she knew it. She would have a decent starting salary, good benefits, wouldnât have to say goodbye to her friends, like her roommate, Beth, who had cried all over her T-shirt not half an hour earlier.
If she stayed, she could go back to Veritas tonight. Could see if Logan was still there.
But it wasnât for her. It hadnât ever been, not really. Her dream had hatched only weeks after the director of her dance school had sat her down and told her, quite bluntly, that while she had the drive, she didnât have the talentâorthe figureâto ever be more than part of the corps of a ballet company.
The dream had gotten her through a dark time, when sheâd had no direction, no idea of where to go or who to turn to.
So she couldnât turn her back on it now.
âIâm sure.â She grinned at Roxy, who was only a few years older than Scarlett. She would miss her, would miss all of her friends, like crazy.
Would also miss the connection sheâd discovered the night before. Which was ridiculous. She didnât even know the man, not really. Even if sheâd paddled his ass.
To cover the flush that was rising on her cheeksâRoxy knew nothing about Scarlettâs preference for kinkâshe huffed out a deep breath. âWow. I canât believe Iâm actually doing this.â
âNo changing your mind, then, huh?â Roxyâs mouth twisted with disappointment. âDamn it. I figured. But I had to give it once last shot.â
âIâm sorry, Rox.â And she was. For the last few years, Scarlettâs world had been more stable than
Heâd been belligerent, stubborn, even mean for a good portion of the evening. But his gut was telling him that those things were why she had chosen him rather than Bren.
Easy isnât always better.
So then what was it? Was he imagining the chemistry between them?
âApart from being the most cantankerous sub Iâve ever come across?â she asked wryly. He felt her hands on his face, her fingers cool in contrast to his skin, which was on fire. She coaxed him to look up at her, placing one finger against his lips to keep him quiet.
âYouâve done nothing wrong. I would love nothing more than to break you down and build you back up again.â Her words sent a shiver skating down his spine.
He had no doubt that that was exactly what she would do, and he believed her fully capable of it.
âBut I canât.â Bending, she replaced the finger on his lips with her mouth, granting him the most chaste of kisses, but that small touch made his mouth go dry.
He closed his eyes as she stepped back, listened to her murmur to Bren as she collected her bag. The staccato click of those sexy-as-hell boots slowed as she passed him, and his heart leapt as he wondered if she had changed her mind.
And then it quickened again. Logan listened as she walked away, each press of those spiked heels into the tiled floor like a knife to his heart.
CHAPTER SIX
W hen the time had come to say goodbye to the Vegas Veterinary Center, where Scarlett had spent so many hours over the last two years, it felt bittersweet.
She was sure she was doing the right thing by trading in the familiar scuffed floors and smells of antiseptic and dog hair for hay and manure. But closing a chapter of her life was harder than sheâd anticipated.
âYouâre absolutely sure this is what you want?â Dr. Roxy Snow, one of the three partners of Vegas Vets, tucked a strand of wildly curling light brown hair behind her ear. Little vertical lines appeared between her eyebrows as she frowned, studying Scarlett up and down. âWe would still love to have you here full-time. With the time you put in during school, you could be a partner within a couple of years.â
Scarlett winced as temptation rose. Staying would probably be the safer offer, and she knew it. She would have a decent starting salary, good benefits, wouldnât have to say goodbye to her friends, like her roommate, Beth, who had cried all over her T-shirt not half an hour earlier.
If she stayed, she could go back to Veritas tonight. Could see if Logan was still there.
But it wasnât for her. It hadnât ever been, not really. Her dream had hatched only weeks after the director of her dance school had sat her down and told her, quite bluntly, that while she had the drive, she didnât have the talentâorthe figureâto ever be more than part of the corps of a ballet company.
The dream had gotten her through a dark time, when sheâd had no direction, no idea of where to go or who to turn to.
So she couldnât turn her back on it now.
âIâm sure.â She grinned at Roxy, who was only a few years older than Scarlett. She would miss her, would miss all of her friends, like crazy.
Would also miss the connection sheâd discovered the night before. Which was ridiculous. She didnât even know the man, not really. Even if sheâd paddled his ass.
To cover the flush that was rising on her cheeksâRoxy knew nothing about Scarlettâs preference for kinkâshe huffed out a deep breath. âWow. I canât believe Iâm actually doing this.â
âNo changing your mind, then, huh?â Roxyâs mouth twisted with disappointment. âDamn it. I figured. But I had to give it once last shot.â
âIâm sorry, Rox.â And she was. For the last few years, Scarlettâs world had been more stable than
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