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Shock and anger made her lash out. “This is what you live with?”
That made him let her go. The muscle in his jaw ticked. “Every day.”
She pushed her hair out of her face. Her skin buzzed from contact with his. Even now she wanted to turn and go to him. But God, knowing that the press would come after them all the damn time… That he knew that—and used it on more than one occasion—staggered her.
She slid into one of the club chairs. “I don’t know, Logan.” The words came out in a whisper. She hadn’t wanted to actually say them, but they came tumbling out anyway.
He crouched in front of her. “I wish I could promise it wasn’t going to happen again. That the papers won’t twist words and pictures, even an innocent moment at dinner. They print more fiction than fact.” He slid his fingers into her hair, tucking a lock around her ear. “I’m sorry. I won’t sugarcoat my life. You need to know all of the ugliness too. Sometimes it sucks.” He searched her face and whatever he saw there made him lean back on his heels. “I’ve lived more than twenty years in the public eye.”
Dammit, he was so beautiful and yet had more baggage than fifteen people put together. She cupped his jaw. “I don’t come from anything like that. My parents are academics. Both of them professors at Brown.”
His eyebrows shot up. “Well, I guess that’s where the books come in.”
That was about all she had in common with her parents. “We’re not close. The idea that I sell and trade books makes them uncomfortable.”
“Oh, well I’ll be a treat.”
“You want to meet my folks?”
“Babe, I want to go home and learn everything there is to know about you. I want to meet your folks, all of your friends, I want to have coffee with you every morning and curl into bed with you each night. I want it all.”
She sat back in the chair. Being with Logan wasn’t just bending her life to include one extra person—which was hard enough—but it included his fame too.
He gripped her knees, his long fingers kneading the tops of her thighs. “It’s a lot to think about.”
“I think that’s what I need. A little time to think. Can you give me that?”
He nodded. “I have to go down to my manager’s office in Manhattan. I’ve got to hash out some things with my manager.”
She grinned up at him. Even through the uncertainty there was something between them. This connection that made her want more. But would it hold?
Impulsively, she hooked her finger through his pinkie and dragged him back. “Logan, I…”
He pulled her up out of her seat and wrapped his arms around her. She buried her nose into the hard planes of his chest. She was still getting used to this new size of him, but sort of liked it. The familiar sandalwood and vanilla scent hugged her as effectively as the man.
“I get it.” He pressed a kiss to her forehead. “I’m still going to fight you if you want out.” Then he took her mouth. Unapologetically carnal, he opened her up and tasted every inch of her mouth then pulled away to hover over her ear. “Now that you’re back in my life I won’t let you go so easily.”
She nodded and let him walk away from her.
He stopped at the door. “Sarah is downstairs.” He lifted a finger. “Don’t give me that look. Nothing’s changed there. I still don’t know what’s going on with Aimee. I love you too much to let anything happen to you.”
What was she supposed to say to that? “I’m trapped here,
then?”
He shook his head and pulled a set of keys off the hook by the door. “This is my extra key. The code to the alarm changes daily.”
She took the key and scooped up her phone. They’d already exchanged cell phone numbers.
“Today is 1927—no, memorize it.”
She looked up from her phone. “What?”
“Welcome to the security-conscious life you now lead. 1927ef4. Say it.”
“Logan, I can remember that.”
“Say it.”
