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When the group entered the twenty-sixth floor where the majority of the Sutton offices were, Chad and Zach turned one way to bring Jack up to date on things, while Logan and Sam headed in the other direction. They walked, side-by-side, back to where their offices lined the back wall.
Logan felt the looks of those he and Sam worked with and he was more than a little startled when the group, as a whole, broke out in applause. He didn’t know if it was for Sam coming back or what, but when people surrounded them and began to hug Sam and clap him on the back, with thanks for saving her, he wanted to crawl under one of the desks and hide.
He nodded his head a few times to people, but then felt Sam squeeze his hand. He didn’t know if she was feeling overwhelmed or if she was only worried he might be, but he tugged her back to her office and everyone fell away, going back to their work.
“They’re proud of you,” Sam said quietly as he closed the door behind them.
Logan didn’t say anything as he opened his pack and pulled Billy’s blanket out. He tossed it down in a corner of the room and then pulled Sam’s desk out away from the wall, taking care to move the two large computer monitors she had away from the edge first so they wouldn’t fall.
She watched but didn’t say anything as he centered the desk in the middle of the room and then went to his office next door, bringing back his chair. He gave her the majority of the desk, setting his chair and laptop opposite her and shut the door again.
Sam smiled at him and then slipped a finger into the gap between the buttons of his shirt on his chest. She tugged and he let her pull him close, where she wrapped her arms around his back and nuzzled into him.
He breathed a deep breath of her hair, loving the soothing scent of her shampoo. It wasn’t flowery. If anything, it was almost spicy and more what you might expect on a man, but it worked for her. It was just right somehow.
“Feeling a bit overprotective?” She crooned in his ear and he groaned as he kissed her mouth, slipping his tongue between her lips to taste her, feel the silken heat.
“Hell, yes,” he said and traveled to her neck where he found soft skin designed to drive a man out of his mind with need. “Sam,” he growled.
She moaned in return and slanted her head to the side, allowing further access to her neck and he let his lips trail lower, teasing her where her blouse dipped slightly between her breasts.
God, he wanted to tear her clothes off right here. He didn’t know if he’d ever get enough of her, but as the sound of their breathing cut through the silence of the room, sanity cut through his muddled brain.
They were in the office. He needed to get ahold of himself and exercise even a small measure of restraint if they were going to make this work.
He tore his mouth from her body and rebuttoned the button on her blouse he wasn’t even aware he’d undone, until that moment. He should probably keep buttoning them right to the top of her neck. Maybe if he couldn’t see the creamy expanse of her neck, she wouldn’t lure him in quite so much.
Oh hell, who was he kidding? This had nothing to do with what was showing or not. His imagination and memories did plenty where she was concerned.
He cleared his throat and took a very purposeful step away from her, setting her at arm’s length from him.
“I’m going to check in with Jack. You’re all right here?”
She nodded. “I’m fine. No one’s going to get to me here, Logan.”
He nodded and turned to the door, and then stopped with his hand on the knob and took a few deep breaths.
“Really, Logan, I’m fine.”
He laughed and tossed a look at her over his shoulder. “I’m, um, collecting myself.”
She looked at him quizzically, so he turned his crotch to her and gestured to where his arousal was evident.
Sam’s laughter was immediate, unrepentant, and utterly unabashed. And he loved it. Loved the joy in her face as he playfully scowled at her and tried to memorize the look on her face, to hold the memory to him forever.
Then, even as his mind vaguely registered Billy’s intent gaze on Sam and the whimper that came from the dog, Logan’s brain processed the red light pinpointing Sam’s temple. With a roar, Logan launched himself at Sam, taking her down to the floor. The sickening thud of her head hitting the wall behind her cut through the fog as he covered her body with his. Glass shattered behind them and the report of a sniper’s rifle sounded.
Logan heard chaos in the outer office as he pulled Sam against the outer wall of the office. The thick outer concrete wall beneath the window protected them. Pinned down, but protected.
He began to run his hands over Sam’s head, barely raising himself up on his elbows. Her eyes locked on his and relief flooded him to see he hadn’t knocked her out when he’d thrown her against the wall.
Thankfully, the glass of the windows was safety glass that cracked in harmless pieces, because they were both covered in bits of it. Only one shot came, but Logan remained where he was, providing cover for Sam as the door to his office swung open.
Logan had his gun in his hand, trained on the door, but quickly saw both Chad and Zach crouched on either side of the doorframe, guns in their hands as well. He could see the rest of the employees filing toward the elevators in a semi orderly exodus.
“Everyone okay?” Chad scanned the room and the space outside the now broken window.
“We’re good,” Logan said, the calmness in his voice belying the fury racing through his veins. They needed to track down this asshole and end this. No more standing by and letting the police take care of things for them. “It was an amateur; used a laser scope. Not to mention, shooting into this side of the building, at this time of day, almost guaranteed a faulty shot with the glare of the sun.”
