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I make a good pillow."
Her hair stuck up on one side while flattened down on the other even as his sweatshirt swallowed her in a mini-dress. Yet despite no makeup and the ruffled appearance, she could outshine the angels with her loveliness.
"Mmm. You do. Very comfortable." She laid her cheek on his chest and relaxed.
"You going back to sleep?" He rubbed her back softly with one hand, the other a loose band on her waist.
"Uh huh."
He grinned as she proceeded to do just that.
* * * *
Gwen woke in lazy delight, soaking in the warmth and comfort of her current position draped over Logan's muscular frame. In all honesty, she should be embarrassed and slide off him immediately, but the position felt simply too good. What prodded her to climb on top earlier, she'd never know, but she had no regrets. Not when she could lay in contentment and peer down upon the face of a man she had developed feelings for years ago. Those same emotions had only resurged and strengthened with her stay the past couple of days.
His short blond hair stayed in perfect place, probably related to the fact that, with a slowly growing out buzz cut, you couldn't mess up such short spikes easily. While not a classically beautiful face such as a movie star might possess, Logan's features spoke of honesty, hard work, and a rugged handsomeness that snared her attention and stole her breath. A dimple in his chin caught her eye as did the tiny bump at the bridge of his nose, which hinted at an old fracture. Most likely from sports as, she recalled from a short conversation back in their ballroom dancing class, he had enjoyed a lifetime of various athletic games.
The furnace kicked on. Absently, she realized the room indeed had warmed, to a much more temperate level. The addition of their body heat along with a few blankets made their little nest almost too toasty. Definitely a big improvement over chattering teeth and icicle fingers.
"Good morning." Blue eyes opened and met her gaze.
She grinned down at him. "Good morning to you, too. The power's back."
"Thank goodness. As much as I enjoyed snuggling to keep warm, I'm ready for some hot food."
"That sounds lovely." His hands roamed her back, stroking and caressing. Gwen bit back a purr at the marvelous sensation. "Mmm."
"Feel good?"
"Oh, yeah. You've got wonderful hands."
He shot her a grin and continued his light massage, moving from her lower back, up to her shoulders in long strokes. "You're the beautiful one. Full of spunk, fun, and quirkiness."
The compliment sent a hot wave across her face. "I'm just me."
"And 'just me' is one remarkable woman."
They stared at one another for a few seconds before one of his hands cupped the back of her head, encouraging her to meet his lips. Unable to look away, she welcomed the moment, gently meshing her lips with his. Soft and tender, he grasped control of the affectionate embrace, tugging her higher on his chest, which positioned her at a better angle for lip-lock. Gwen braced her arms on the bed and threw herself into the kiss. He widened his mouth and licked across her lower lip as if asking entrance. Eagerly, she opened. His tongue delved inside, searching and tasting thoroughly even as his magical hands continued to ply her body with soothing touches. Passion rose between them fast.
Ring. Ring. Logan's cell phone on the bedside table warbled loudly across the silent room. Gwen startled and pulled back, her wide eyes focused on the man beneath her. "Ummm. I think that's your phone."
"Yeah."
The ringtone sounded again, spurring her into action. "Oh, dumb me. You can't answer if I'm sitting on top of you." Carefully climbing off her bedmate, she crawled to the edge of the bed, grabbed the phone and handed it over.
"Thanks." He smiled. "Hello? Oh, hi, Mom."
Rolling out of the bed completely, Gwen readjusted her clothes and walked out of the bedroom, intent upon giving Logan privacy for his phone call. Automatically checking her watch, she
Her hair stuck up on one side while flattened down on the other even as his sweatshirt swallowed her in a mini-dress. Yet despite no makeup and the ruffled appearance, she could outshine the angels with her loveliness.
"Mmm. You do. Very comfortable." She laid her cheek on his chest and relaxed.
"You going back to sleep?" He rubbed her back softly with one hand, the other a loose band on her waist.
"Uh huh."
He grinned as she proceeded to do just that.
* * * *
Gwen woke in lazy delight, soaking in the warmth and comfort of her current position draped over Logan's muscular frame. In all honesty, she should be embarrassed and slide off him immediately, but the position felt simply too good. What prodded her to climb on top earlier, she'd never know, but she had no regrets. Not when she could lay in contentment and peer down upon the face of a man she had developed feelings for years ago. Those same emotions had only resurged and strengthened with her stay the past couple of days.
His short blond hair stayed in perfect place, probably related to the fact that, with a slowly growing out buzz cut, you couldn't mess up such short spikes easily. While not a classically beautiful face such as a movie star might possess, Logan's features spoke of honesty, hard work, and a rugged handsomeness that snared her attention and stole her breath. A dimple in his chin caught her eye as did the tiny bump at the bridge of his nose, which hinted at an old fracture. Most likely from sports as, she recalled from a short conversation back in their ballroom dancing class, he had enjoyed a lifetime of various athletic games.
The furnace kicked on. Absently, she realized the room indeed had warmed, to a much more temperate level. The addition of their body heat along with a few blankets made their little nest almost too toasty. Definitely a big improvement over chattering teeth and icicle fingers.
"Good morning." Blue eyes opened and met her gaze.
She grinned down at him. "Good morning to you, too. The power's back."
"Thank goodness. As much as I enjoyed snuggling to keep warm, I'm ready for some hot food."
"That sounds lovely." His hands roamed her back, stroking and caressing. Gwen bit back a purr at the marvelous sensation. "Mmm."
"Feel good?"
"Oh, yeah. You've got wonderful hands."
He shot her a grin and continued his light massage, moving from her lower back, up to her shoulders in long strokes. "You're the beautiful one. Full of spunk, fun, and quirkiness."
The compliment sent a hot wave across her face. "I'm just me."
"And 'just me' is one remarkable woman."
They stared at one another for a few seconds before one of his hands cupped the back of her head, encouraging her to meet his lips. Unable to look away, she welcomed the moment, gently meshing her lips with his. Soft and tender, he grasped control of the affectionate embrace, tugging her higher on his chest, which positioned her at a better angle for lip-lock. Gwen braced her arms on the bed and threw herself into the kiss. He widened his mouth and licked across her lower lip as if asking entrance. Eagerly, she opened. His tongue delved inside, searching and tasting thoroughly even as his magical hands continued to ply her body with soothing touches. Passion rose between them fast.
Ring. Ring. Logan's cell phone on the bedside table warbled loudly across the silent room. Gwen startled and pulled back, her wide eyes focused on the man beneath her. "Ummm. I think that's your phone."
"Yeah."
The ringtone sounded again, spurring her into action. "Oh, dumb me. You can't answer if I'm sitting on top of you." Carefully climbing off her bedmate, she crawled to the edge of the bed, grabbed the phone and handed it over.
"Thanks." He smiled. "Hello? Oh, hi, Mom."
Rolling out of the bed completely, Gwen readjusted her clothes and walked out of the bedroom, intent upon giving Logan privacy for his phone call. Automatically checking her watch, she
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