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“Jason is a tattletale,” she said.

“Jason cares about you,” Logan corrected. “Now, get some rest. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”

Chapter Eighteen

True to his word, Logan called her the next evening. They talked for over an hour, and when he told her to go to bed as it was getting late, she admitted she was already curled up under the quilt and that talking to him was a wonderful way to end her day. He promised to call the same time the next evening. Every night for the next week she would hang up the phone, a smile on her face, and sleep peacefully.

Friday evening, she asked if perhaps they could go to Round Top to see Harry. The playroom was coming along, and she wanted to make sure she placed an order for accessories. He agreed, stating he was happy she had asked. Elizabeth waited for him to suggest they make it an overnight trip, but Logan didn’t offer. As a woman she was disappointed, but as a submissive she knew she couldn’t make the suggestion.

They left early on Saturday morning. Logan seemed a bit pensive, but Elizabeth enjoyed the drive. The days had not yet turned hot, and with the top down, the convertible was comfortable, the view of the countryside pleasant and relaxing. They stopped about halfway at a little bakery and bought coffee and freshly baked muffins. The town square was near a quaint park where they settled at a picnic table.

“Logan,” Elizabeth asked softly, “may I ask you something?”

He nodded, and when he saw her face flush, he immediately set his coffee down and reached for her hand. With their fingers entwined, she immediately felt grounded and safe. “Elizabeth, you can ask me anything,” he reassured her softly.

She met his eyes briefly, giving him a soft smile before looking down at their hands. She took a deep breath. “I’m sure you are aware that I am fal… um, very attracted to you,” she said, and lifted her eyes, praying she would see acceptance in his eyes. Logan gave her a smile and nodded but didn’t speak.

She swallowed hard. “I’m also hopeful that you’re attracted to me.”

Logan released their hands only long enough to walk to her side of the table, lift her from the bench, and then sit down and settle her onto his lap. She relaxed, resting against his chest, unconsciously offering her hand to him as they linked fingers again.

“I am more than simply attracted to you, Elizabeth,” Logan said, against her hair. “I haven’t felt this way before. I began falling for you the moment I saw you in that conference room,” he said.

Her heart stuttered and then filled with wonder. She looked up at him, not bothering to disguise her amazement and pleasure.

“You said you had a question; was that it?” She shook her head, her eyes drifting away as she gathered her courage.

“Elizabeth, ask me,” he said gently.

“Why haven’t you taken me,” she said softly, her cheeks flushing. “I mean, why haven’t you taken me to play at the club? Is there some rule against it?”

Logan chuckled and kissed the top of her head. “Well, since I make the rules, I would certainly change that one, if it existed,schatzlein,” he said. “I admit I’m finding it a bit difficult.”

She looked puzzled. “Why? I’m a good listener. Perhaps I can help you,” she offered.

“Clarity,” he said, and she nodded. “I have been aching to be with you. I fight it every single time we are together. This—us—it means so much. I know I’m a man who is used to being in control. I’m a Dom, for Christ’s sake, and you, Elizabeth, you are a beautiful submissive. It is not like we don’t know what happens… what to expect.”

She nodded, her nose crinkling in puzzlement.

“Seeing you that night with Ethan was like I’d been handed a gift. I was stunned when I realized that, for the first time in my life, I was so jealous of another Dom I wanted to kick his ass to the curb. I wanted it to be me. I was so shocked at my feelings that I didn’t know how to tell you.”

Pleasure at being so desired ran through her at his confession.

“Tastsinn is my dream. I saved for a long time in order to build the sort of club that I wanted to play in. It took time to find the location and the right people to help provide a safe, comfortable place where I could make sure protocol and rules needed to ensure no one was hurt were rigidly enforced,” Logan told her.

Elizabeth could definitely understand the pull of a dream and hoped to soon know how it felt to achieve one. She looked up at him and nodded. “From what I saw, I’d say you succeeded. It’s a wonderful club. I felt very welcome and comfortable there.”

“Thank you,” he said and shook his head. “To answer your question,schatzlein, I may have built a dream club, but I find I’m not into sharing you right now,” he said. “When we play for the first time, I want it to be just the two of us. I know that sounds crazy coming from a club owner, but that is as clear as I can describe my feelings.”

Elizabeth shivered at both his words and the look in his eyes. She smiled and nodded. “I know I should say that jealousy isn’t a nice attribute to have, but all I can think of is how flattered I am,” she said. “How naughty does that make me?”

Logan grinned. “And if I say it makes you very, very naughty?”

“Then, Sir, I suppose I’ll be anticipating what you’d do with such a naughty girl,” she said. Her question was answered, and her heart was full. As they walked back to the car, her entire body shivered. Anticipation was proving to be the most demanding emotion of all. She only prayed that she could last until her Limo Man finally claimed her.

Their visit to his studio was very productive. Harry was glad to have company and very much enjoyed teasing Elizabeth and pushing Logan’s buttons. He was thrilled to find the two seemed to be even more connected than he had thought when he met them at the festival. Harry had known Logan for years and crafted a great number of the toys and implements that were used at Tastsinn.

Watching the two, hands never straying far from each other, bodies brushing, as if to reassure themselves they were still connected, he smiled. If ever two people were made for each other, these were those two. Elizabeth was a pleasure to work with, and he soon had several orders for custom items. He kissed her cheek and smiled when Logan practically growled, shooting him a look of warning. Yep, the man was a goner. After walking out to the car with them, he grinned as Logan accepted a last bag from him.

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