AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Losing my footing, I crash down into the water, only surfacing when Logan pulls me out, a concerned look on his face. “You doing okay there? Do you want a break?”
I cough out some water and nod. I’m going to kick surfing's ass, and I’m going to do it today, but a rest can’t hurt.
After Logan helps me up onto the board again, we paddle to calmer water until it’s shallow enough that Logan can just stand up.
I lie flat on my stomach, with my head close to the tip, and close my eyes, taking a deep breath.
My body shakes suddenly and my eyes flash open to find Logan resting his elbows on my board, his own board floating nearby, secured to his leg. In making himself comfortable, his face ends up barely an inch from mine, and my breath hitches. I try to ignore the way his close proximity makes me feel, but it’s almost impossible with the way my heart pounds in my chest.
“You’re a determined little thing, aren’t you?” he says, dropping his chin on his crossed arms, with what looks like a proud smile on his face.
“I don’t like doing anything by halves,” I respond with a proud smile of my own. “If I say I’m going to do something, then I’m going to try like hell to do it.”
“And try like hell you did.”
“Trybeing the operative word there.” I giggle as Logan turns the board slightly so we drift over the waves. He shakes his head and smiles, and the warmth of it hits me deep within my soul. “You’re a superstar, Dani. Whether you master this or not,” he says, and my chest warms.
“Thanks, Logan. For suggesting this. I’ve had fun.”
“It’s not over yet. You can thank me when we’re done, because I have a feeling you’ll be even happier.”
“Is that right?”
“Yep, that’s right.”
I shake my head at his confidence and hope that it’s true. If I can just ride one wave all the way to shore, or close to it, I’ll be happy. For me. But a little part of me wants to do it for Logan too. Seeing the way his eyes light up watching someone else enjoy his passion makes me want to try harder. This is his happy place. The smile hasn’t left his face. It’s impossible to imagine he gave up his surfing career willingly, and it scares me to think of what might have happened. The reason. But for now, I need to focus on his joy.
“I haven’t even nailed it yet, but I can see why it’s so intoxicating,” I say with a smile. “I don’t want to stop. It’s hard work, it hurts at times, and yet, it’s somewhat relaxing. Does that make sense?”
“Perfect sense,” he says before we both fall silent, taking advantage of just how peaceful it is. Logan’s gaze moves from the water to my eyes, and as he stares up at me with his wet hair plastered across his face, my heart skips, and I blurt out something I’ve been thinking about but wasn’t sure I’d ever say.
“I think I’d like you to kiss me now.”
Logan doesn’t chuckle or react in the cocky way I assume he will. Instead, he tightens his hold on the board to keep us balanced and pulls himself up ever so slightly, pressing his forehead to mine with his mouth barely an inch away. I suck in a breath at the intensity of my feelings and the anticipation of his touch.I need him now.
And he must feel the same because he releases a contented sigh, and in the next second, our lips connect in a slow but all-consuming kiss. Our mouths mold together perfectly as his tongue finds entry, gently caressing my own. It’s hard to tell if this feels so good because he’s a well-practiced kisser or because we fit, and I hate that I’m thinking of that right now.
Pushing up on my elbows, I angle my head so he can deepen the kiss and almost cry out when he releases a hand from the board to run his fingers through my hair, securing me tightly in his hold.
The board wobbles slightly with every movement we make, but I never once feel like I’m going to fall. The thought that Logan would let that happen right now is inconceivable to me. I feel completely safe in his care.
I’m not sure how long we kiss, but Logan’s the first to pull away, a lopsided grin on his face.
“Sooo,” I start, unsure where we go from here and nervous that I can’t escape him easily.
Logan sucks his bottom lip into his mouth, causing it to glisten in the sunlight when he lets it spring free. And I just stare. I can’t seem to take my eyes away from his mouth, wanting nothing more than to kiss him again.
With his hand still in my hair, he tilts my head up until I’m staring into his eyes and then gently brushes our lips together once more. It’s so light I barely feel it, but it hits somewhere deep within me and I almost beg him to do it again, just so I can experience the rush it gives me.
Logan chuckles, his nose brushing mine before he pulls away and smiles.
“That was one hell of a kiss,” he rasps, and my heart stupidly soars at his breathless tone. Reaching forward, he runs his knuckle down my cheek as his eyes bore into mine. And I’m hit with so much emotion I have to look away.
“Please don’t shy away from me now,” Logan says as he pushes out of the water to grab my chin. The fast movement causes the board to rock, and I over-correct myself, crashing us both into the water.
Just like he did before, Logan pulls me up and wraps me in his arms, as my board floats behind us, pulling at my ankle.
“Sorry about that,” he says with a guilty smile.
