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Like that, staring into each other’s eyes, hands linked, they gave in to the demands of their bodies. She sobbed out his name and he groaned hers. As she clenched around him, each little caress milked his cock until she’d emptied him completely and utterly.
He lay between her thighs with his head between her breasts. His breath sawed in and out of his lungs but eventually slowed. Bo was drifting off to sleep when he eased off her and lay beside her. He worked his arms around her waist and pulled her close against him. Bo cuddled into him, rubbing her cheek against his chest. His hand cupped the back of her head.
Just before she fell into total oblivion, she heard him murmur, “You can’t run away this time.”
Chapter Five
They napped for a little while and then Logan woke her up, making love to her again. He left her dozing and the next thing she knew, she smelled bacon, eggs and pancakes.
They ate. They made love. He got a bag out of his car and she opened it to find several changes of clothes. She showered—then had to shower again when Logan came up behind her in the bathroom and pressed her up against the wall again.
Her back wasn’t ever going to be the same but oddly enough, Bo didn’t give a damn. Sore, sensitive muscles winced as she dressed. Logan stood by, his dark, possessive eyes watching every move she made.
They walked through the woods without speaking, just enjoying the peace and quiet and each other. Bo couldn’t remember the last time she had felt so…right. Being with Logan felt right.
But it was wrong.
She knew it was. And the darkness of that knowledge kept intruding on her thoughts throughout the day, until she could scarcely think past it.
You can ’ t run away this time .
No. She couldn’t run. Even if he had put the keys in her hand and put her butt in the car, she couldn’t run away. Not this time. Time enough would come when she’d have to walk away but until that second came, she wasn’t going to think about it.
* * * * *
Or at least, she was going to try to not think about it. Her head had other thoughts, though. They’d returned to the cabin after their walk and spent some time in the hot tub. By the time they got out, the deck was nearly as wet as they were.
Hunger finally drove them into the kitchen where they ate as Bo sat on Logan’s lap. Night fell with the two of them back in bed, where Logan shoved her thighs apart and used his mouth on her until she screamed herself hoarse.
They fell asleep with his arm wrapped around her waist, banding her against him. He didn’t let go of her, not once throughout the night.
But Bo barely slept. You can ’ t run away this time .His words echoed through her mind, disturbing her off and on throughout the night. Each time when she managed to drift off, those words came back to haunt her.
As a result, morning dawned with her in a worse than normal mood. No amount of coffee was going to help, either. She lay wrapped in his arms and wanted to cry. Sunlight filtered in through the narrow gaps in the curtain and she could see dust motes floating around the bright streams of light.
The cabin was cool. Under the covers with Logan wrapped around, she felt all toasty warm and comfortable. She didn’t ever want to move. But with morning, reality came crashing down.
She had screwed things up royally. She never should have started going out with David. She never should have let it drag on as long as it had and she never should have agreed to marry him. Shame flooded her as she realized she hadn’t just been trying to fool herself. She’d been using David as well.
Right now, in the cool, quiet morning, she could even admit to herself why. Bo was in love with Logan and always had been. She didn’t like it. Love was messy. Love was painful. Her dad had gone through hell when her mom died.
It was something Bo hadn’t ever really wanted to experience, that deep, tearing loss. It was part of the reason she’d always held
He lay between her thighs with his head between her breasts. His breath sawed in and out of his lungs but eventually slowed. Bo was drifting off to sleep when he eased off her and lay beside her. He worked his arms around her waist and pulled her close against him. Bo cuddled into him, rubbing her cheek against his chest. His hand cupped the back of her head.
Just before she fell into total oblivion, she heard him murmur, “You can’t run away this time.”
Chapter Five
They napped for a little while and then Logan woke her up, making love to her again. He left her dozing and the next thing she knew, she smelled bacon, eggs and pancakes.
They ate. They made love. He got a bag out of his car and she opened it to find several changes of clothes. She showered—then had to shower again when Logan came up behind her in the bathroom and pressed her up against the wall again.
Her back wasn’t ever going to be the same but oddly enough, Bo didn’t give a damn. Sore, sensitive muscles winced as she dressed. Logan stood by, his dark, possessive eyes watching every move she made.
They walked through the woods without speaking, just enjoying the peace and quiet and each other. Bo couldn’t remember the last time she had felt so…right. Being with Logan felt right.
But it was wrong.
She knew it was. And the darkness of that knowledge kept intruding on her thoughts throughout the day, until she could scarcely think past it.
You can ’ t run away this time .
No. She couldn’t run. Even if he had put the keys in her hand and put her butt in the car, she couldn’t run away. Not this time. Time enough would come when she’d have to walk away but until that second came, she wasn’t going to think about it.
* * * * *
Or at least, she was going to try to not think about it. Her head had other thoughts, though. They’d returned to the cabin after their walk and spent some time in the hot tub. By the time they got out, the deck was nearly as wet as they were.
Hunger finally drove them into the kitchen where they ate as Bo sat on Logan’s lap. Night fell with the two of them back in bed, where Logan shoved her thighs apart and used his mouth on her until she screamed herself hoarse.
They fell asleep with his arm wrapped around her waist, banding her against him. He didn’t let go of her, not once throughout the night.
But Bo barely slept. You can ’ t run away this time .His words echoed through her mind, disturbing her off and on throughout the night. Each time when she managed to drift off, those words came back to haunt her.
As a result, morning dawned with her in a worse than normal mood. No amount of coffee was going to help, either. She lay wrapped in his arms and wanted to cry. Sunlight filtered in through the narrow gaps in the curtain and she could see dust motes floating around the bright streams of light.
The cabin was cool. Under the covers with Logan wrapped around, she felt all toasty warm and comfortable. She didn’t ever want to move. But with morning, reality came crashing down.
She had screwed things up royally. She never should have started going out with David. She never should have let it drag on as long as it had and she never should have agreed to marry him. Shame flooded her as she realized she hadn’t just been trying to fool herself. She’d been using David as well.
Right now, in the cool, quiet morning, she could even admit to herself why. Bo was in love with Logan and always had been. She didn’t like it. Love was messy. Love was painful. Her dad had gone through hell when her mom died.
It was something Bo hadn’t ever really wanted to experience, that deep, tearing loss. It was part of the reason she’d always held
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