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She nudged his leg. “Don’t be difficult.”
He laughed. “My mom, Margaret, and father, Henry, have been married for thirty-five years.”
Violet laced their fingers together and had that weird feeling again. She started to release him, but he held on to her and brought their joined hands up to his lips and kissed. She struggled not to succumb to the feelings bouncing around inside her, to the sense of peace being this close to him produced. In the beginning, this night had been all about sex and seduction. The romantic perfection of this moment erased that intent. Why couldn’t they have done the deed then gone their separate ways? Hell, this evening was almost shaping up into a date.
“I have two older sisters.”
“Oooh. The baby in the family.”
Logan raised his knees and shifted in his seat. “Most definitely. I was a spoiled brat.”
She glanced at him over her shoulder and was struck by his smile, his even white teeth and chocolate brown eyes. Sharing this type of moment with him was completely unexpected. “I believe it.”
“When I was about six years old, the summer after I turned six years old as a matter of fact, my father got fed up with me. I was a whiner, especially when I didn’t get my way. He told my mom he was taking me away for a while to straighten me up, told her all he needed was two weeks and he’d bring me back a changed child.”
Violet twisted around to stare at him. “Did it work?”
Logan smoothed his hand up and down her bare leg. “It did. Talk about tough love. All that stuff I was getting away with at home, my mom and my sisters giving me everything, he stopped it cold turkey. I remember it like it was yesterday.”
She playfully shoved him. “Wow. You were that bad?”
Shrugging his shoulders, he said, “I don’t think I was that bad per se, I was just spoiled. I was the baby. My sister’s were so much older than me it was easy to either do it for me or let me have my own way so I would stop whining or crying about it. But when my dad took me away for those two weeks during the summer, I really did come back a different little boy.”
She crossed her arms and nodded her head. “So the world has your father to thank for the man you are today.”
He tilted his head to the side and quirked a smile. “I’m not sure if you’re being serious or facetious.”
Lifting both her hands out, palms up, she said, “Serious.”
“Actually, after that summer, my dad and I started taking a trip together every summer. He called them our father and son man trips. He taught me everything I needed to know about being a man. A good man.”
Suddenly serious, she wanted to know the answer to her next question. “And do you think you’re a good man.”
Logan took her hand. “I do.”
“Examples?”
A sly, seductive smile slid over his face when she glanced at him. “I thought I showed you that already on the beach.”
“Ugh,” she grunted and twisted back around in his arms, but her pulse quickened. Logan had definitely showed her exactly what type of man he was on the beach. A generous lover, for one. Kind, he made her laugh, and they’d had fun. In fact, these last few hours were the most fun she’d had in ages. The lousy ex had been too busy the last month or so to spend any quality time with her. If she were honest, the last couple of times they’d actually gone out on a date, he’d grated on her nerves and she couldn’t wait to get away from him.
With Logan, she couldn’t get enough.
What did that mean?
“I’m waiting,” he murmured in her hear.
“For what?” she asked, momentarily taken aback.
“Your next question.”
Crap. She’d forgotten about their
game. She was lying in the arms of the sexiest man she’d ever run across, gazing out at an exquisite midnight blue sky, contemplating if their liaison could be extended into much, much more. She asked him the first thing that popped into her mind. “What else do you like to do in your spare time? Besides working out and watching reruns of Seinfeld.”
The rumble of his laughter felt good against her back. Men loved women who could make them laugh.
Love.
