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It had been a vague fascination when he was in high school and college, one he’d thought would pass after he started dating women. It was only when he realized his sex life with Amanda had all but dried up that he finally took a good, hard look at himself and admitted the truth he had long avoided.
Amanda had not been surprised when he’d confessed this to her. They’d remained friends after they’d gone their separate ways and he’d been pleased to hear she was dating again.
Logan finally picked up the courage to go to a gay bar a few months after his divorce was finalized. Considering his looks, it hadn’t been difficult for him to find a partner willing to help him explore his sexuality for the night.
Logan soon realized he had more than a healthy sex drive and that his lack of libido had had everything to do with sleeping with the wrong gender for most of his adult life.
Although he’d come out of the closet to his family and closest friends, he was reluctant to share his newfound sexual preference with perfect strangers. Logan was aware Twilight Falls was pretty on board with these things and boasted a hugely popular gay bar. His uncle had even told him about a famous group of local friends who’d openly embraced their homosexuality years ago.
Still, shouting to everyone that he was looking for a casual male sexual partner to share his bed with was hardly going to land Logan in the locals’ good books. That kind of thing would be more awkward to do in a small town like Twilight Falls. Though he’d dated a few guys in Sacramento, he wasn’t ready for anything serious yet.
Maybe I should check out that gay bar.
The storm intensified when he was driving back to the practice. It took just under fifteen minutes to get there even with the bad weather. Compared to his hourly commute in Sacramento, it was practically heaven.
The parking lot that wrapped around the rambling, two-story clapboard farmhouse was empty. His first client wasn’t due until eleven thirty and he’d told his staff to take the morning off. Though the afternoon clinic was fully booked, Logan hoped he’d finish on time so he could start packing his stuff in the apartment above the practice. With most of his things still in a storage unit in town, he didn’t have much to put in boxes.
His uncle had offered him his home before he’d left town to go on a golf tour in Mexico. Logan hadn’t wanted to impose and had insisted on using the apartment above the practice while he looked for a house to buy.
His uncle had already done more than enough to help him since he’d moved here from Sacramento.
Pepper waited patiently in the rear utility area for Logan to dry her when they came in through the back door. She padded inside the building ahead of him, her claws clicking on the hardwood floor. Logan had just put the coffee machine on when a distant pounding came from the front of the building.
Logan’s hands stilled on the towel he’d been using to rub his hair. He glanced at the clock on the wall. It was ten fifteen.
He frowned.It had to be an emergency.
Though the local vets in the area collaborated to run an on-call roster, no one turned away an animal in need.
Logan rolled up his sleeves and headed through a prep area with two operating rooms and an ICU opening off it. The pounding came again, the sound more frantic than before.
Logan walked past the clinic rooms and entered the waiting area. He made out a distorted figure through the frosted glass panel in the top of the front door as he walked around the reception desk.
Pepper was already in the main foyer, her low whines telling him he’d been right on the money.
Logan hoped whatever the animal was, it wasn’t in a bad shape.
He unbolted the door and reached for the handle. Lightning flashed and thunder boomed just as he pulled it open. Logan squinted at the bright glare before blinking away the afterglow.
His breath caught.
A man stood on the porch. He was dressed in running shorts and a T-shirt, was soaked to the skin, and was cradling a trembling black German Shepherd puppy in his arms.
Awareness slammed in Logan when he met the stranger’s eyes.
Damn. This guy is gorgeous.
The stranger swallowed. “I—I’m sorry.” His gaze darted to the closed sign on the wall next to the door. “I saw the notice, but you were the nearest vet I knew of.”
Logan looked out into the car park. It was empty.
“You walked here?” he said, incredulous.
The man bit his lip and nodded. Logan’s gaze dropped to his mouth.
It was full and lush and ripe enough to bite.
Whoa.
