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Females came in and out of his life. He enjoyed their company when they were there and never really gave them a second thought when they weren’t. Up until now, he’d always blamed his career for his not having a serious relationship, but he was beginning to wonder if it wasn’t something else. Because never in his thirty years had anything affected him as strongly as Emma had by just walking into a room.
    Maybe it was because he’d built her up to be something she wasn’t. For the last five years, he’d created a fantasy of what she was. Day after day, night after night, he’d played the moment they’d shared in her kitchen like a movie in his mind. And every time he did, it played out differently and with a lot less clothes than they’d had on in reality.
    Emma entered the kitchen. “Everything okay?” she asked timidly.
    Logan heard the uncertainty in Emma’s question. He pushed off the counter he’d been leaning against, turned towards the fridge and opened it. “Yep. Just grabbing the ketchup.”
    “Oh, okay.” Her eyes narrowed slightly.
    Logan could sense a follow-up inquiry. So he said, “After you.” Lifting his arm, he gestured back towards the dining room, hoping to avoid any further conversation about his well-being or lack thereof.
    Following his lead, Emma turned and when she did, Logan’s head dropped in relief. On its way down, his eyes caught sight of something that had his body once again filled with tension and his mouth going dry. The full, rounded curves of the most perfect backside Logan had ever seen were directly in front of him. The indentation of the soft, gray, cotton material that dipped between the spectacular twin globes displayed the walking piece of art like an easel light above a Picasso.
    With each step she took, her hips swayed. They hypnotized him as each cheek alternated moving up and down.
    “All right. I want to hear all about this bear sighting.” Emma sat down on the source of his hypnosis, snapping him out of his lust-trance state with rubber-band effectiveness.
    “It was crazy!” Drew’s hands flew into the air. “All day, Justin’s little brother was talking about how he’d seen this bear. He said it was huge and it walked right up to the fence, but I didn’t believe him.”
    Logan moved to his chair after placing the condiments he’d grabbed as a part of his cover story in the center of the table. While he sat, he was only half listening. As he started putting all the fixings on two burgers, Drew’s voice was barely registering.
    Part of his distraction stemmed from the fact that this was the fourth time he’d heard the story, but it wasn’t really the story’s repetitive nature that wasn’t holding his attention. It was that, since Emma had stepped through his doors, she’d hijacked every brain wave, every hormone, every cell in his body. He was sure her intention was not to consume him mind, body, and soul. But that was exactly what she’d done.
    “Mom, please!”
    The desperation in Drew’s voice pulled Logan back into the conversation.
    “I’ll do the dishes every night for a month, vacuum every Friday, and I’ll mow the lawn every Sunday,” Drew bargained.
    “This isn’t about chores, bud.” Her tone didn’t bode well for the kid’s cause. “I have a big deadline and I need to—”
    Drew interjected, “I know! And if we stay, I’ll be gone all day and you’ll have a bunch of time to write.”
    Logan quickly caught up to what they were discussing and was much more invested in the conversation now. A glance over to Emma told him that she had cracks forming in her defense. He could practically hear the wheels churning in her pretty head.
    Apparently having zero shame, the kid resorted to begging. Logan had to admire his commitment.
    “Please, Mom. Please, I promise that I won’t interrupt you when you’re at your computer the rest of the summer. Please.”
    “Let me think about it. I need to organize my thoughts and figure