Page 16 of Twisted Fate

“Just hungry, sorry.” She assured him, and dropped her eyes back to the menu, her cheeks on fire.

“It sounds like it.” He chuckled.

Keily glanced up to see what she suspected was a cocksure grin on his face before it quickly disappeared.

Bastard.

He knew what was wrong with her.

He’d been so attuned to her before he left her that she was certain he could smell when she was aroused. He had some kind of intuition and it seemed he hadn’t lost that one bit. Damn him.

“And what would you like to…eat, Keily?” Logan asked, voice husky, his eyes boring into hers.

“Asshole.” She mumbled but that just made him laugh. It got harder to resist him every time she saw him, and that had been every day since the trial began. He’d been a perfect gentleman, not pushy or suggestive at all. Which made it all the harder for her, because even that respect he gave her decision made him fucking sexy as hell.

“You know, Keily, if there’s nothing on the menu that you’d like I’d always be happy to take you back to my house to…feed you.” He said as he leaned over towards her across the table, his eyes drawing her in, full of sensual promise. “Or I could do it right here. You know I can.”

“Oh.” She breathed out, her eyes glued to his. She knew he’d do it too, move his chair right next to her, run his hand up her thigh, to that part of her that ached the most for him. And she almost gave in, until her brain kicked in and made her pull away from his mesmerizing gaze. “I’ll have the chicken alfredo.”

“I see. Good choice.” His voice held a hint of disappointment, but the promise was still there in his eyes.

It was the only choice she could make if she wanted to protect her heart from him. He’d broken it once already; she didn’t dare give him another chance at it. Even if that was all she’d dreamed about since he’d left her. How could she trust he wouldn’t do it again, just walk without another word?

Well, the babies changed the situation, but still, he had hurt her once and that was enough. It would take more than her hormones to let her heart be broken like that again. She was fairly certain of that. Kind of.

It was really hard to stand her ground when he was so near, even when she was at home and he was at his place. It was really…hard.

Which set off her brain again and she decided to change the subject. “I have to work tomorrow, my boss insisted since I’ve missed so many days for the trial.”

“They can’t penalize you for a court summons,” Logan answered immediately, angry at her boss. But he hated where Keily worked now and hated her boss even more. He’d come to the diner, met the man, and immediately disliked him. Keily didn’t blame him, she hated the guy too.

“It’s fine, Lisa’s taken up enough of my slack. She needs a day off.” Keily brushed away his worries and smiled. “It’s good for me anyway.”

“I’m not so certain about that,” Logan said but didn’t push. It was one area they disagreed on; Keily working at all. He wanted her home and off her feet. She needed to stay busy, even if she was exhausted all the time.

“Well, I am, so we’ll agree to disagree,” Keily said and put her menu down, at last. She hadn’t realized she’d been clutching it like it was a raft in a stormy sea.

“At least we get the satisfaction of knowing Joe will be in prison for a while.” Logan broached the one subject they always shied away from: her ex and what he’d done.

“I’m pleased, I have to say. He deserves it after…” Keily trailed off, afraid to say it, of reminding him.

Logan’s face didn’t turn to anger or stone, it actually relaxed, and he smiled with peace and calm. “He does. Maybe I can get some rest now too.”

“What do you mean?” Keily asked quickly, she hadn’t known he wasn’t resting. He always looked as if he’d slept more than enough.

“Nothing, I just, it’s been a long time coming, putting Joe in jail. I’m glad it’s over now.”

Keily didn’t say anything, even though she wanted to ask him so many questions. Did he forgive her role in the mess? What about the other guys there that night? Did he want them to pay too? She would, she did, because she loved him and wanted justice for him. But she was too afraid of seeing that cold hate in his eyes again to ask the questions that she needed answers to.

“What may I get you this evening?” The waiter interrupted them but Keily was kind of glad he did. It meant she didn’t have to ponder those awful questions and possibilities anymore.

She told the man what she wanted and waited as Logan did the same. She put on a calm front, but inside she was in turmoil. How was this going to end up? With more heartbreak or peace for them all at last? She had no idea but hoped she’d put a big enough wall up around her heart to protect it. She wasn’t sure she could survive it breaking again.

8

Logan

“I’m over six months pregnant, Logan, and I look like I’m about to give birth to a litter of puppies at any moment.” Keily moaned as he tried to talk her into going out for dinner. “The last thing I want is to climb in and out of that car of yours. Or mine for that matter.”