Command Control

His biceps went from tense to rock-solid beneath her hands. Was he ready for more?

“Tell me if I’m pushing too far, too fast,” she said softly.

He let out a low laugh that was almost a growl. “Whatever you have in mind, I think I can handle it.”

She released his arm, running her hand down his chest to where his erection was nestled between her bared thighs. Through the fabric of his jeans, she touched him, pressing her palm against the large, wide ridge.

“But not for long,” he added.

She had a feeling she was going to like what she found beneath his clothes. Sadie moved her hand up and down, teasing them both.

“I’m going to enjoy touching you. Tasting you,” she said. “I think it is time for you—”

A high-pitched ring interrupted. Her mind, filled with images of Logan without his clothes, quickly switched gears. Sadie sat up, forcing Logan to shift his weight off her. The ringing continued, drawing her attention to the kitchen.

“The land line.” Sadie scrambled off the couch, pulling her underwear up as she raced to the kitchen. The ringing stopped. “Damn it.”

But then it started again. She snatched the phone off the wall. “Hello?”

“Sadie?” Laurel said. “Sadie, I need you.” Her twin sounded terrified.

Sadie’s grip tightened on the phone. “What’s wrong?”

“I’m having the baby. My water broke.”

“Now? You’re not due yet.”

On the other end of the line, her twin started to cry. And from the sounds of it, this wasn’t a few heartfelt tears. Laurel was weeping.

“I know,” her twin managed through her hiccups and sobs. “It is too soon. And I’m scared. I want this baby. I want my little girl. But it is too soon.”

Sadie opened her mouth to reassure her sister everything would be fine. Women had babies early all the time. But she couldn’t find the words. What did she know about having a baby? Maybe four weeks early was too soon.

Her twin screamed and Sadie dropped the phone. Oh, God, what was happening to her sister? She quickly picked it up. She needed to get to Laurel. Help her.

“Sadie, are you there?” She heard Greg’s voice as she held the receiver up to her ear.

“I’m here,” she said, her voice shaking. “Is Laurel okay?”

“Meet us at the hospital. I’m taking her there now.”

The line went dead.

No, this could not be happening. Her sister could not lose that baby. She would not let that happen. Not to Laurel.

She heard footsteps. Logan. In her panic, she’d forgotten about the man who’d made her come on the couch. She glanced over and caught Logan adjusting himself.

“I’m sorry. I know I owe you an orgasm. But I need to get to the hospital. Laurel is having her baby. Now.” She scanned the kitchen counter and scooped up her purse and keys.

“I’ll drive you.”

“I’m fine,” she said, tossing her keys into her purse. “I just need to get to her.”

“Sadie, you’re about to walk out of the house without your pants on and I’m guessing you don’t know how to get to the hospital.”

She glanced down at her bare legs. Her sister needed her. Now. And she was standing half-naked in the kitchen. “Pants. You’re right. I need pants.”

But her feet didn’t move. Her mind was racing in a million different directions. She wasn’t even sure she knew where to find her pants.