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And he…takes them.
He holds me, wiping away my tears. He rocks my body, swaying us as I work through my catharsis. He doesn’t get mad or resentful. He doesn’t say hurtful things or push me away. He just holds me and listens.
When I’ve finally finished, snot is running from my nose, matching the steady tears streaming from my eyes. Logan peels my face from his chest and, once again, sends a wave of devastating cracks through the wall wrapped around my heart as he lowers his mouth to mine and fuses our lips together. He kisses me like his life depends on it. Like he needs me to fuel his every breath.
When he finally releases me, I’m breathing hard and leaning on him fully, allowing him to hold me up. Something in my heart shifts once more. Knowing that if I give him the chance, Logan willalwayskeep me standing.
One of his hands grips my head, tilting my face side to side as he uses the sleeve of his flannel to dry my face gently. When he’s done, he palms my cheeks and tilts my head back. “Are you okay?” he murmurs. I nod, then shake my head before shrugging helplessly. I have no idea how I feel right now. Logan smiles softly. “Do you wanna go home?”
“Home?” I breathe, hope soaring in my chest.
Leaning forward, he presses his mouth to my forehead in a whisper of a kiss. His lips brush against my skin as he mumbles, “Yeah, Babydoll. Home, with me.”
My eyes close without thought as I wrap my arms around his waist and breathe in his pine and rain smell. It’s freezing outside, but here, in Logan’s arms, I feel warmer than ever before. It’s a different kind of warmth, though. One that penetrates through my skin, passes through my bones and organs and settles deep in my soul.
“I thought you’d have more to say,” I murmur, my words muffled by his heavy coat. Logan huffs out a humorless laugh and exhales heavily.
“Oh, I’ve got a fuck ton to say, but I don’t think now’s the time for any of it.” My body tenses with his words, but he quickly continues. “I’m not mad at you, Shiloh. None of what happened was your fault, and this changes nothing. Do you hear me?Nothing.”
“But what about kids, Logan?” I ask, pulling away with a sniffle. I have to know. Have to make it clear to him. “There’s a chance that I—”
“No, there’s not,” he growls, gripping my chin, this time much harder. “Youcanandwillbe a mama, Babydoll. One way or another, you will be. If we have to adopt, then we do. If you want to foster a hundred kids who need a family, we will. If you wanna spend the rest of our lives trying to make a baby that’s a little of you and a little of me, then we’ll do that. And if it never happens, then I’ll enjoy the honor of stuffing you full of my cum every chance I get, till I die.”
My breath wooshes out of me, and a moan escapes with it. “You have to stop saying things like that to me.”
He cocks a brow. “Why?”
“Because if you don’t, I’ll be begging you for babies and a ring by next week,” I chuckle, trying to dismiss the honesty of my words as a joke. But inside…inside I’m fuckingdying.
Logan doesn’t laugh. He doesn’t even smile. No, he does the opposite. Before I know what’s happening, his hand is wrapped around my throat, not hard enough to cut off my air, but enough to show me who’s in control right now. He presses me against the truck and bends, bringing us face to face.
“You better decide right this fucking second if we’re going into that bar or not, Babydoll, because the second I get you home, I’ll be balls deep in your perfect pussy. And I guarantee that when I do, I’ll be fucking a baby into you.”
“Logan,” I groan, my pussy throbbing in time with his words. “Please.”
“Please, what, Shiloh? Be very fucking clear. Are we going in or not? Either way, it’s my cock you’ll be riding tonight. My cock that’s gonna put baby after baby in your belly.Mine.”
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!
“Yours,”I nod, my head spinning with the need his words have created in me. Holy hell. He better be serious because not only has my pussy fully jumped on board with that plan, but my heart has as well. We stare at each other, the tension and desire so thick between us, I’m practically choking on it. “I—”
“Shiloh! Logan! Hurry the hell up!” Stephen barks, shocking us both back to reality. Logan’s head snaps toward the bar, finding Stephen, Dom, and a man I don’t know staring back at us, amused looks on their faces. “We’ve been waiting for half an hour.”
Logan grunts, glaring at his brother as he slowly releases my neck. I lean in, chasing the sensation, making him chuckle. Looking back down at me, his lips quirk as he tilts his chin at the men, leaving the decision up to me.
Smiling at the man who has barreled into my life and changed everything I thought I knew about love and possibilities; I reach down and wrap my hand around his.
“Come on, Daddy,” I purr with a smirk, tugging him along.
His resounding groan goes straight to my clit.
“We’re getting another round,” Dom declares, grabbing my hand and yanking me from my seat. Logan cocks a brow at us, his eyes dropping to where our hands are connected. His face scrunches up adorably in irritation.
Rolling my eyes, I press a sloppy kiss to his cheek, making sure to leave a nice imprint of my lipstick behind. His hand darts out to slap my ass, but I dance out of his reach with a giggle. His possessive ways are a bit much, but secretly, I love it. The entire time we’ve been here, he’s had me practically sitting in his lap, a claiming hand around the back of my neck. I like it…probably too much.
Safe to say, it’s been the longest two hours of my life.
I hope he meant what he said about fucking me tonight.
