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little button nose that he found so adorable was bright red. There were still streaks running down her kissable cheeks. He wanted to wrap her in his arms so bad.
Aside from the fact she was upset, he had to hold in a groan. The candlelight illuminated her golden locks, giving her an angelic appearance. She was drop -dead gorgeous. Logan let his eyes graze the length of her submerged body, reveling in her sexy curves and perfect build. From the small pert breasts that floated on top of the water, to her long lean legs, she was a wet dream in the making. Quickly dragging his vision back to hers, he offered a small smile.
He reached for her and stopped, remembering what Autumn had said. Instead, he traced his palm along her jaw line in a loving caress. To his surprise, she leaned into his touch, and rested her face in his palm. He kneeled down beside the tub and pulled her closer with the other hand. “I am so sorry, Jess. I know this has to be miserable for you. I don’t want to bug you, but please know I am here for you…for… whatever you need.” He slowly leaned over cautiously, hoping he wouldn’t say or do the wrong thing. He pressed his lips to hers in a sweet, soft, and sensual smooch. When he pulled back, he dropped one on her nose before standing to leave. “If you need company, or just someone to talk to, give me a call later. I will come back in the morning to check on you and hang out if you feel like it.”
She stared, speechless. When she lifted the glass of wine to take a drink he took it as his cue and opened the door. Before he closed it behind him, she said, “I would like that. See you tomorrow.” And with that, he left.
Chapter Five
After the third time heating the water, Jessa pulled the plug. Her body felt waterlogged, but relaxed and rejuvenated. The glass of wine had been a perfect touch, but she was starving. All the thoughts that had been haunting her and overwhelming the circuits in her brain had calmed, and she eventually felt like she could handle life for a little while. After she grabbed the plush purple towel that hung beside the tub and dried, she walked over to get dressed.
The first thing she found was her hot pink p anties. Laughter filled her. Sweet or not, he is still a man. Okay, Logan…how about I give you something a little more to think about? She slid the thin scrap of material on, and instead of grabbing her sweats, she grabbed her cell phone. She turned and positioned to where only the side of her derrière was visible in the screen, and snapped a picture. She typed the following message before hitting send.
' Thank you for getting my clothes-Jess.'
Laughi ng, she threw the oversized t-shirt over her head and stepped into her favorite sweat pants.
After a quick brush through her hair, she meandered into the living room. Before she could locate Autumn, her cell started playing “Boys From the South” by Pistol Annies, signaling a text. Grinning, she unlocked the screen, curious what his reaction would be. In bold print, he had typed.
' HOLY HELL WOMAN! LET ME KNOW IF YOU NEED HELP OUT OF THOSE TONIGHT-LOGAN P.S. You still owe me a date.'
With a giggle and a snort, she followed the noises that were coming from the kitchen. What met her was not what she had expected.
Christina, Annie, Autumn, and Jessa’s sister, Maisy, all stood around the center island. The blender was going full speed ahead, and the counter littered with pizza boxes, clean glasses, sliced limes, pineapple, coconut, and an array of alcohol bottles. They all stopped when she walked up and greeted her. After a million hugs and people talking from every direction, she held her hand up to shush them all. “Wait…not that I am not glad to see you all, but what is going on?”
Autumn handed her a plate of pizza and was the first to answer. “We, my dear, are escaping from our kids
Aside from the fact she was upset, he had to hold in a groan. The candlelight illuminated her golden locks, giving her an angelic appearance. She was drop -dead gorgeous. Logan let his eyes graze the length of her submerged body, reveling in her sexy curves and perfect build. From the small pert breasts that floated on top of the water, to her long lean legs, she was a wet dream in the making. Quickly dragging his vision back to hers, he offered a small smile.
He reached for her and stopped, remembering what Autumn had said. Instead, he traced his palm along her jaw line in a loving caress. To his surprise, she leaned into his touch, and rested her face in his palm. He kneeled down beside the tub and pulled her closer with the other hand. “I am so sorry, Jess. I know this has to be miserable for you. I don’t want to bug you, but please know I am here for you…for… whatever you need.” He slowly leaned over cautiously, hoping he wouldn’t say or do the wrong thing. He pressed his lips to hers in a sweet, soft, and sensual smooch. When he pulled back, he dropped one on her nose before standing to leave. “If you need company, or just someone to talk to, give me a call later. I will come back in the morning to check on you and hang out if you feel like it.”
She stared, speechless. When she lifted the glass of wine to take a drink he took it as his cue and opened the door. Before he closed it behind him, she said, “I would like that. See you tomorrow.” And with that, he left.
Chapter Five
After the third time heating the water, Jessa pulled the plug. Her body felt waterlogged, but relaxed and rejuvenated. The glass of wine had been a perfect touch, but she was starving. All the thoughts that had been haunting her and overwhelming the circuits in her brain had calmed, and she eventually felt like she could handle life for a little while. After she grabbed the plush purple towel that hung beside the tub and dried, she walked over to get dressed.
The first thing she found was her hot pink p anties. Laughter filled her. Sweet or not, he is still a man. Okay, Logan…how about I give you something a little more to think about? She slid the thin scrap of material on, and instead of grabbing her sweats, she grabbed her cell phone. She turned and positioned to where only the side of her derrière was visible in the screen, and snapped a picture. She typed the following message before hitting send.
' Thank you for getting my clothes-Jess.'
Laughi ng, she threw the oversized t-shirt over her head and stepped into her favorite sweat pants.
After a quick brush through her hair, she meandered into the living room. Before she could locate Autumn, her cell started playing “Boys From the South” by Pistol Annies, signaling a text. Grinning, she unlocked the screen, curious what his reaction would be. In bold print, he had typed.
' HOLY HELL WOMAN! LET ME KNOW IF YOU NEED HELP OUT OF THOSE TONIGHT-LOGAN P.S. You still owe me a date.'
With a giggle and a snort, she followed the noises that were coming from the kitchen. What met her was not what she had expected.
Christina, Annie, Autumn, and Jessa’s sister, Maisy, all stood around the center island. The blender was going full speed ahead, and the counter littered with pizza boxes, clean glasses, sliced limes, pineapple, coconut, and an array of alcohol bottles. They all stopped when she walked up and greeted her. After a million hugs and people talking from every direction, she held her hand up to shush them all. “Wait…not that I am not glad to see you all, but what is going on?”
Autumn handed her a plate of pizza and was the first to answer. “We, my dear, are escaping from our kids
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