When it’s done, I stand on my toes and press a kiss to his cheek, almost touching the corner of his mouth.
He brings his hand to my face, and like the night before, he caresses the line of my lips with his thumb.
“I loved waking up with you in my arms,” he whispers, sending shivers racing down my spine.
“I’m moving in with Rhett today, so until you talk to him, there won’t be much of that happening,” I voice my concern. As badly as I want him, I also understand that talking with Rhett is something he has to do.
His eyes meet mine and the determination I see in them warms my heart.
“I’ll talk to him.”
I hate that the pressure is on his shoulders. “I can talk to him while we’re moving my stuff,” I offer.
Logan shakes his head. “No, it’s my place to talk to him. I need to ask his blessing so I can corrupt his sister,” he teases, taking the sting out of the tension.
After we’ve had coffee, I leave so I can get to Rhett’s place before he leaves. Logan caries the heavy bags to his car, while I carry the two smaller ones.
He holds the passenger door to his Audi open for me. Once I’ve settled in the seat, he takes hold of the seatbelt and holds it out for me. I’m not going to lie, I love the attention and can’t stop smiling as he walks around to the drivers’ side.
The car and apartment is so Logan, practical but stylish.
The drive to Rhett’s place is done in silence. It’s comfortable and just another one of the many things I love about Logan. There’s not need to fill the silence.
When we get to Rhett’s door, Logan takes my face in his hands and presses a kiss to my forehead. Without breaking contact, he trails his mouth down the side of my face, but stops just short of my mouth. I groan in frustration which makes him smile.
“Soon,” he whispers, breathing the word against my tingling mouth. I lick my lips, wanting to taste the word, and accidently brush the tip of my tongue over the swell of his bottom lip.
“Fuck,” he groans, first licking, then biting his lip.
It’s easily the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. If he wanted to I’d let him take me right here in the hallway.
Not even thinking about what I’m doing, I trail the tip of my finger over his bottom lip, taking some of the wetness left behind by his tongue. I bring my finger to my mouth, hoping to get a taste of him.
His eyes darken as they follow my finger into my mouth. When I suck, he groans, and dropping his hands to my hips, he yanks my body flush with his.
I feel his hard length pressing into my stomach which makes my panties instantly wet.
“You’re not playing fair,” he growls.
Knowing he’s hard because of something I did, is a heady thought. It makes me want to see how far I can push him before he gives in.
“All’s fair in love and war.”
A sexy grin pulls at the corner of his mouth. “War?”
“Yeah, the war is on until we get to make love. Fair warning, I won’t take it easy on you.”
“Is that so?” he growls. He brings a finger to my neck and then lightly trails a straight line over my nipple until he reaches my hip. “I look forward to it.”
Taking hold of my hand, he lifts it to his mouth. Thinking he’s going to kiss the back of it, I’m surprised when he sucks my finger into his mouth. He bites the tip lightly before letting go of me.
“I better go,” he whispers. “I’ll call you later.”
I watch him walk away and wait until the elevator closes behind him, before I knock on Rhett’s door.
When the door opens, I smile. “Surprise.”
Rhett doesn’t return my smile, but instead scowls.