Page 76 of A Heart Falls Cowboy Christmas

Logan nodded slowly. “Talking about some stuff brings it up sharp and painful all over again. Not remembering allows it to fade.”

“Yes.” That was exactly it. Jinx grabbed the candle and thrust it at Logan. “Here. I found this and it’s true. It means looking forward and not back.”

Logan caught the glass jar with its simple white label and black print before it could fall to the ground. He twisted it toward himself to read it, but she already knew exactly what he saw.

I Want to Hold Your Hand (and touch everything else).

His lips twitched then he outright smiled. His eyes bright with happiness. “There’s a nice change of topic.”

“I want more.” Jinx took the candle from his fingers and lit it, mostly so she didn’t have to look at him as she placed it on the stool. “We’ve kissed lots and touched a little but it’s not enough anymore.”

Silence fell for a brief moment before he spoke, firm yet quiet. “Jinx.”

She took a deep breath then lifted her gaze to his.

“I want that too.”

Logan plucked the lighter from her fingers and placed it carefully beside the candle. Then he turned and flowed over her, forcing her to the blanket until they lay stretched out, side by side. She lay on her back, and he leaned up on an elbow, watching her intently.

This couldn’t all be on him, Jinx knew. As embarrassing as it was to vocalize, she had to be clear. “I want kisses. I want your hands on my body. Everywhere.” She stared up at him, so still and yet so rigid, as if he were holding himself back to keep from overwhelming her. “Not sex, but I’m good to try everything else.”

“No agenda,” he suggested. “Just what feels good.”

“More than kisses, though,” she insisted.

He raised a brow. “You might like my kisses.”

“I already know I do.” She curled a hand around his neck and tugged until he leaned in close enough their lips connected.

This part they had figured out. Especially when she was on her back like this, with less nose bumping awkwardness and more electric-shock-through-the-system enjoyment.

Bodies close enough the heat of him wrapped around her as they teased tongues together. Jinx trailed her fingers over his shoulder and down his arm, the muscles beneath the fabric firm and tempting.

She slid her hand onto his chest, pushing gently.

He eased back instantly.

“Shirt off,” she demanded even as she undid his top button.

Logan sat, jerked his shirt over his head, and tossed it away. He was all lean muscles and smooth skin, but before she could touch him again, his grin turned wicked.

“You, too.” His gaze slid over her. “Take off your top and your jeans, so we don’t need to slow down later.”

Oh God. Jinx swallowed hard, but she shrugged out of her sweater and pants. This was exactly what she’d asked for, wasn’t it?

Down to her underwear, her face as hot as if it were midsummer, Jinx glanced over at him. Her heart was going to pound its way out of her chest at the rate it was going.

Logan laid a hand on her shoulder then turned his fingers over and dragged his knuckles down her arm. An innocent touch that sent a shiver over her skin.

He leaned in close. “So soft.”

His lips brushed her shoulder. Moved to her neck.

Jinx arched, the pulse in her veins ragged. Her breathing unsteady.

He kissed the spot under her ear that made her shudder.

“Logan.”