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tease him.  He was hard and ready for her.  Logan pushed her hand aside and leaned down to bite her neck, thrusting into her.  Alisa cried out as he did, begging him to pick up the pace.   Her eyes locked with his … when she could keep her eyes open. As she leaned back, his mouth was on her neck, kissing her once again.  In moments, Alisa began climaxing, clenching down on him as he pushed deeper inside of her.  His strong hands grasped her hips, squeezing tightly.  Unable to last any longer, Logan gave one more deep thrust, and they reached the apex of ecstasy together. He collapsed next to her, folding her into his embrace. Both of them catching their breath.
    “I love you …” She whispered with a smile.
    “I love you.” Logan responded, smiling back. He brushed the hair from her face and curled it behind her ear.  He kissed her cheek then down her neck and gave a devilish chuckle as she moaned.  “Now get ready. We’re going out.”
          After scouring several boutiques, Logan purchased a sleek and elegant dress for Alisa, making her feel like a dream came true.  She owned a few premiere dresses from other events she’d attended throughout the year, but this dress     as soon as she slipped it on—the look in Logan’s eyes said it all.  She was sold.
    Logan had a date planned for them to see a local show at the nightclub downtown.  Ray, David, Dawn, and her husband Jean had also been invited. They were all extremely excited to see Alisa’s husband back in town.  Of course, their reunion was bombarded by fans that recognized them from the show.  A lot of them were women fawning over Logan.  Alisa stayed out of most of the pictures, even though Logan dragged her into a handful of them against her will.  She posed and smiled accordingly.
    “I love that smile,” He kissed her cheek, joining her at the bar.
    Alisa turned and handed him his beer.  “My smile? Or blondie’s?”
    “Who’s she? The only woman I see is my wife, and she’s all I need.”
    Blushing, she snuggled into his arms and kissed him as they swayed to the music. The band was local, with a female singer and several instruments backing her. She was wicked on the guitar, and her songs were danceable, powerful, and very entertaining.  
    After she finished her set, the boys stepped out to the patio out back to smoke cigars and enjoy some “guy time”.  Ray did stop to apologize and hug her before he walked outside, and Alisa welcomed it.  She wasn’t going to hold a grudge against Ray for Kassidy’s decision.  
    Dawn had disappeared to the restroom a few moments ago, leaving Alisa alone at the bar sipping at the same martini she had from the very beginning.  She remembered the killer headache she had after partying with Ray and the others, and she had no intentions of repeating that night.
    “Great set!” Alisa complimented the singer, as she made her way over to the bar.
    “Thank you! Thanks for coming out.” Her hair bounced as she talked.  All of the curls fell down her shoulders majestically and were showered in glitter.  
    “Logan is a big fan; he told me about your music.”
    “Logan?” Megan tilted her head.
    “Oh, sorry, you must meet lots of people every day.” Alisa laughed. “Logan Rider, my husband.”
    “Oh, really, he’s your husband?” The singer’s dark eyes widened with surprise, “He is such a cutie. We did some work together in the past, but I’m mostly gigging and doing music here. Wow, Logan Rider … married. Did not see that coming. I’m Megan.”
    “Alisa.” She smiled and shook her hand. It was always nice to meet old acquaintances of Logan’s, in and out of the industry.
    “Good to meet you.  So you must be the muse he was telling me all about.”  Megan patted herself down with a bar napkin and tossed it behind the bar into the trashcan.  
    “Muse?”
    “Yeah! That movie he was raving about making; he’d written the screenplay based on your book, right?