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He’d already been in love with Emma before he arrived in town, and before he met her, he’d hoped he wasn’t in love with the idea of Emma as opposed to the woman herself. He was glad to know that it was this woman who held his heart.
“Are you not hungry?” Emma asked, watching him while she ate her potatoes.
He glanced down at his plate of food and realized he hadn’t touched any of it. “I am. Just distracted with thoughts of you.”
Her eyes widened in surprise before one side of her mouth curved upwards. “Good thoughts?”
“Oh, yes.”
He dipped his head and ignored the speculative look that appeared in her gaze.
Chapter 12
The food was delicious, and, although they ate in silence, Emma wouldn’t have exchanged the company for anything. They’d both passed glances back and forth through most of the main course, and it had just felt nice to be with Logan.
From the minute he’d shown up at her house, she knew that her life was about to take a turn in a new direction—a direction that she couldn’t wait to take. Somewhere over the past twelve months, her mom had stopped pushing her into marriage and decided she wanted to keep her at home. And the sad truth was that she let her. Instead of standing her ground and admitting to the life she had started to create for herself, she kept silent. If she chose to tell her family, it wouldn’t go down too well because she’d kept it a secret.
She had a bad feeling that her mom might know what happened to her letters to Logan, but how had she not received the ones Logan sent to her. Emma had been the one to check the mail on a daily basis.
“What happened to your letters,” she blurted the question out, and caused Logan to pause with a spoon of the chocolate mousse on its way to his mouth. “I was just thinking.” Emma put her cutlery down and Logan followed suit. “Say for instance that my mom is responsible for you not receiving my letters. I don’t understand how I never received yours because I’m the one who would bring the mail in.”
“I wish I knew.” Logan drank from his bottle of water.
Emma sat back and wondered aloud, “My mom mailed most of the letters to you; apart from a few that I mailed myself.” She chewed on a fingernail. “But then, why did you not receive any over the past six months because there is no way I didn’t mail some of those.” Emma sat back and sighed, no closer to knowing what happened to their letters.
“The letters would have come through the same post office, right?” Logan offered.
Emma sat up straighter. “Oh...Maggie runs the place, and she’s a good friend of my mom’s.” Emma’s heart sank. Surely her mom wouldn’t be so cruel as to stop their letters from reaching their destination. “If what I’m thinking is true, then isn’t that illegal, especially for Maggie?”
“Yeah.” Logan wiped his mouth on a napkin before he laid it on the table. “We need to be careful, Emma, and maybe ask your mom if she has any idea why the letters stopped. I don’t want to accuse her if she’s totally innocent, but I do need to find out why, otherwise, it will only continue to annoy me.”
“I need to know as well.” Emma stood, and slipped onto Logan’s lap, her arms went around his neck as she rested her head against his chest. “I missed you.”
Logan dropped his chin to the top of her head, and whispered, “I missed you, too.” He placed a kiss to her silky locks. “So much, Emma.” His hands caressed, back and forth, along her back.
She felt pleasure at his touch and the way his hands moved over her back. Her mind drifted and she wondered what it would be like to be under him—naked. She could feel his strength through his shirt and wanted to feel his chest against her bare breasts. Her nipples would harden, like they had done, while his chest hair tickled them to arousing tightness.
Her breathing had become heavier, and so had Logan’s, not to mention the hardening bulge beneath her bottom. Emma wiggled and smiled when Logan gripped her to him, and a small gasp escaped between his lips. “Stop. Wiggling.”
Emma raised her head and met Logan’s aroused blue eyes. She cupped his face, turned to straddle him, and rested her forehead against his. She rotated her hips over his hardness, and bit her lip in pleasure as they touched in just the right spot between her legs. “I’m yours, Logan. I have been since the beginning. Please make love to me.”
He caught his breath. “I need for you to be sure, because I won’t let you walk away from me after I’ve made you mine.”
Emma’s heart soared when she realized that Logan was in the relationship with her just as deeply as she was with him. She didn’t need to think about her answer because she’d been ready for him for a long time. As she dipped her head and fluttered light kisses along his lips, she gave him her answer.
She felt Logan as he slipped his fingers through her hair and held her head in place while he deepened the kiss. Their tongues caressed as their mouths melded together. Emma’s arms were tightly wrapped around Logan’s head as she kept him under her.
Her senses swam in pleasure at the taste of her man, and shards of lust, which caused her nipples to tingle and harden into tight, aching buds, trailed down between her legs as they soaked her panties.
Logan was rock hard as she rocked and ground down on him, but it wasn’t enough. She needed more. She needed him inside of her.
Breaking from the kiss, Emma grabbed Logan’s shirt and yanked it over his head. She practically purred when she saw his golden torso with a light sprinkling of hair that disappeared beneath the belt of his jeans. As she scraped her nails down from his chest to rub over his nipples and along his waist, his stomach muscles quivered and hollowed out as he moaned.
“We need to slow down,” Logan hissed as Emma dipped her finger into his jeans. “Emma...fuck!”
Her finger while inside his jeans, discovered his erection so she teased and aroused him more by lightly dragging her nail over the crown and into the wet slit. She rubbed his wetness around the thick head and met his heavy-lidded gaze.
His breathing was heavy and his legs trembled under her as she dipped her head and lapped at his nipples.
