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 “For someone who had nothing to do today, and wanted to spend time with me, you sure are spending a lot of quality time with your computer.”
    Alisa bowed her head.  “I’m sorry; there are … deadlines and … the book.”
    Plopping down beside her, he folded his hands over his chest and looked over at her.  His legs stretched out to the coffee table, one leg crossed over the other, so casual.  “So what’s bothering you, baby?”
    Alisa couldn’t answer.  She wouldn’t dare tell Logan about Evan, not now.
    “Is this about who your date is going to be for the premiere?”
    Well, that’s part of it. She poked him in the side.  “I would hope my husband would be able to go with me, considering we worked on this one together.”
    Logan rubbed his side with a grin and kissed the top of her head.  “Are you kidding?  I already have my suit all picked out, tailored and pressed. Should be here tomorrow.  Be proud of me.”
    High-fiving him playfully, Alisa smiled. The thought of him in a fresh designer suit…
    “Ugh, I feel like it’s prom all over again.  I haven’t even looked at dresses yet.  I think I’ll just wear one from the    ”
    “No way! You should get a new dress.  Treat yourself.  When’s the last time you went out and got new clothes?”  Logan folded his arms and looked at her curiously.
    It took her longer than five seconds to respond.  Truth be told, she hadn’t gotten any new clothes since before he left for London.
    “Well, there was that hat … those shirts …”
    “Excuse me, I bought those for you for Christmas, and that old Sox hat came in a care package from my mom.  Come on! Let’s go shopping, and I’ll buy you something nice.”  In one swipe, he pulled her onto his lap, and she straddled him comfortably.
    “Noooo …” She buried her face in his shoulder.  “Don’t make me do it.”
    “It’s my first day back, and I want to take my wife out dress shopping.   Last minute dress shopping.   Who doesn’t take that offer?”  He looked down at her, raising his eyebrows.  He had a good point.  
    She whined softly.
    Placing his lips to her ear, he whispered: “What do I have to do to convince you, then?”
    His voice made her shudder. Logan’s hands began to wander, and he traced the outline of her body with his fingertips.  Alisa let her breath out.  He started kissing her, following her jaw line to her neck, down to the exposed area of her chest.  She’d worn a button down shirt, and he started to undo the buttons as his lips kept contact with her skin.
    One by one, articles of clothing fell to the floor, until they were both naked, enveloped in each other’s embrace.  Alisa felt his tensed muscles braced against her as she held him, not breaking the voracious lip lock they engaged in.  Logan effortlessly picked her up and set her on the kitchen counter.  It was cold against her bare skin, and she gasped as her body made contact.  Trailing his fingertips over her skin, he felt the goose bumps form from the chill of the cool marble.  Logan lowered himself and began kissing her toes, her calves, the sensitive spot behind her knees, her inner thighs.  She felt him gently nibble her sensitive skin, trailing his lips teasingly to her center.  Alisa reached down, took a handful of his hair, and pulled him to where she desperately wanted him.  He moaned as he pressed his lips against her, his tongue working her over perfectly, as he knew exactly what she wanted.  The bass of his voice traveled from her thighs to her neck, making her tremble.  Logan grinned at her reaction as he continued licking her, anticipating how warm she would feel inside.
    She pulled him up on top of her, exposing his solid form in the daylight. Everything about him seemed new, and it felt new. Getting used to his new buff body would take some time, but she was enjoying the sight of it … and the feel of it.  Alisa saw how much he wanted her and reached down to