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“That is Mr. Cartwright to you. I won’t remind you again.” Logan didn’t even glance in her direction. “Head back to your desk, immediately. Unless something pressing arises, I expect not to be disturbed. Cancel all appointments and meetings I might have booked for the afternoon.”
Bethany huffed out the door, but we were too wrapped up in our own little world to give her much notice. It was nice to be the center of attention.
Logan placed his hand on my back and guided me toward his chair. He sat down first, placing the bag of food in front of his computer, then pulled me onto his lap.
Fireworks went off through my body. Fuck, I’d missed that sensation. It had been too long since we’d connected on a level more intimate than sex. I couldn’t remember the last time we had connected as life partners, as husband and wife.
Logan pushed us closer to the desk then reached around me to open the bag. He pulled out the meal I got him. “You didn’t get anything for yourself?”
I couldn’t see his face, but I could hear the concern in his voice. I shook my head. “I wasn’t really hungry.”
He made a sound in the back of his throat, like he was pondering my words. “I guess we’ll just have to share, little Hana,” he finally replied low in my ear.
Trembles of arousal shot through my body as the heat of his breath drew goosebumps along my skin. Though I knew my mind should be in the moment, I couldn’t help my wayward imagination as I pictured Joseph between.
Fuck. It made me want to do dirty things to him in this office. It didn’t matter the bad memories it held for me. I want to make new memories. I wanted my husband.
I figured any woman in her right mind would want Logan Cartwright. I may not be sane, but I wasn’t stupid. This man wasmyman. He took me, claimed me, and there was no going back now.
Logan held his burrito up to my mouth. I took a small bite and a canopy of flavor exploded on my tongue. “Mhm, oh my goodness, that’s so fucking good,” I said, grinding into his lap in my joy. My body was blissed out from the tiny offering of sustenance.
“God, woman, are you trying to kill me,” Logan growled. His erection poked me in the ass.
I wiggled more, grinding on his hardness “Didn’t you have enough this morning?” I had planned on bringing up our morning with Joseph every chance I got.
Logan pulled away from me slightly. I could feel the cold air on my back dousing my arousal. “How do you feel about what happened in your old apartment?”
I couldn’t figure out his tone. Was he upset? Did he think I was a whore? “How did you feel?”
“I asked you first, minx.” He nipped my ear which made me sink into him in relief. “Now, answer the question.”
“To be truthful, I loved it.” I held my breath in fear. Logan didn’t share. Joseph explained that to me already. This would probably blow up in my face, but no guts, no glory.
He stiffened. “You want us to have sex with Joseph, then.” It wasn’t a question. It was a statement of fact.
“Y-yes.” Though I had intended to be confident in my answer, my voice tremble. I was terrified. Would he choke me out? Beat me, like his brother?
“Hmm,” was all he said.
He held the burrito in front of my face again and I took another bite, but it wasn’t the same. I’d lost my appetite. Play stupid games, win dumbass prizes, or whatever the fuck Joseph used to say when I did something incredibly moronic.
I felt like I couldn’t push Logan beyond his limits right now. We were on the cusp of something good, like mending our broken marriage, but if I forced his hand, Logan would bite it off—and I couldn’t afford to lose more than I already had.
Once he was all done with his meal, I climbed off Logan’s lap, feeling as if I lost something important. I wasn’t sure why, but I couldn’t even meet his gaze any longer. I stood stiffly at the door, waiting for him to dismiss me from his presence. I felt I was letting everyone in my life down. I felt so unworthy of everything and everybody.
“Hana?” Logan lifted my chin until I was gazing into his whisky eyes. “Remember, I want you home tonight. No excuses.”
“I understand, Husband.” I stood on my tiptoes and kissed him lightly on the lips.
His eyes crinkled like he was amused by my antics.
I wouldn’t say I was pouting right now, but I wasn’t happy with the result of our lunch conversation. I should’ve known it wasn’t going to be easy pushing Logan and Joseph together.
I turned, ready to leave so Logan could start his day, but he spun me back and pulled me into his body. His mouth slammed on top of mine. I moaned as he kissed the daylights out of me.
By the time he was done, I was panting and needy, wishing we were home rather than the office.
“No touching my pussy, little Hana,” he commanded. His erection standing hard and throbbing between us.
