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After devouring a chicken sandwich and a cheeseburger, I peered at Logan. He was sitting on the stool, staring at me and eating another type of chicken sandwich.
“What?” I said, reaching for my water.
“Nothing.” He smiled. “I wanted to ask you more questions, but I thought waiting until your blood sugar returned to normal might be to my benefit.”
I gulped half my glass of water and reached for another sandwich. “Go ahead. You saved my life—with the food, not the hike—so I guess you get as many questions as you want.”
His dark green eyes flicked over me, resting on my face. “What’s your doctorate in?”
I bit into a fry before responding. “Anthropology.”
“Hmmm, tell me more.”
“It’s the study of human—well, primates, across cultures and time. I’m focused on linguistic anthropology, in particular the use of symbols on bone and stone in certain areas in Europe.” I took a huge bite of my third sandwich. “I’d tell you more, but it’s kinda a long story,” I lied, using his line.
He laughed, sipping his water. “Okay, why do you live alone?” he said, tilting his head to watch my reaction.
“I don’t like roommates.” Or letting anyone get too close.
“Are you always so quiet, or do you not enjoy my company?” he said jokingly.
It’s not your company. It’s any company.I knew this was a bad idea. I should’ve never let the words come in leave my mouth. If I was different, if things were different, he’d be the perfect guy. But he wasn’t Jason. No man ever would be.
“This is pretty much par for the course for me.” I breathed and stood up from the barstool. “I’m sure you’re great company.”
I reached for my wallet and set a couple of twenties on the counter, then placed a few more on top of it. “For dinner and for the car ride home,” I said. I headed to the front door.
Get him out before you like him more.
“I don’t want your money,” Logan growled. His grin vanished from his lips. Swiftly he rose out of his chair and headed straight for me.
Oh no, not closer. You smell so good when you’re close.
“That’s all I have to offer.” I shrugged. “And you know, my gratitude.”
Logan stalked closer to the door, towering over me. My home had never felt quite so suffocating as it did at this moment.
I placed my hand on the doorknob.
Logan took a step closer, examining me.
I could feel the warmth coming from his chest. His breath tickled against the crown of my head, and spicy cinnamon curled around my nose.
“What really happened on the mountain?” His words were creased with concern and even more curiosity.
I blinked, peering up into his somber eyes. His beard was a shade blonder than his long hair, and in the florescent light, his skin had an even darker hue. He looked like a predator, honing in on the scent of deceit.
“Honestly, I don’t know,” I said.
He tilted his head, studying my eyes. “I promise I will leave. Just one more question.”
I nodded, swallowing, and then met his gaze again.
“Do you have someone? If that’s the case, I get it. Either way, I’ll leave. Promise,” he said.
What do I say? No one has ever asked quite so directly before.
He only wanted to help me because he wanted me. I hadn’t sensed this in years… the warm glow of feeling wanted. And needing to return it. I shouldn’t want to return it. I shouldn’t want to know Logan.
