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my power to make sure that you are both safe. Together."
    “Why
Logan? Why are you helping us? You could just put me out on the street, or send
me back to Jack and Deb. You don’t even really know us.”
    “I
have to,” he said softly. “What kind of monster wouldn’t help someone in need?”
    “I
guess I’ve only known monsters.”
    Logan
cringed at the thought of what she must have gone through. “I’m so sorry.”
    “So
what’s next?” Jayna asked, the determination coming back into her voice. “I
guess we can always hope Reginald uses his brain for once.”
    Logan
chuckled. “I don’t think that is the best idea. Do me a favor. Think about what
kind of resources he has at his disposal and tomorrow I’ll compile a list so we
can give it to the PI. Then we’ll go from there.”
    “Okay,”
she agreed. "Thank you for everything, Logan.”
    “You’re
welcome. And Jayna?”
    “Yeah?”
    “Tell
CJ…well, tell him I said hi.”
    “I
will, Logan. Goodnight.”
    Disconnecting
the call, he plugged the phone into the charger. When he lie back down on the
pillow and closed his eyes, Jayna’s face loomed above him and her lips came
down on his in a sweet kiss. His eyes flew open and he leapt from the bed. “God
damn it! Where the hell did that come from?” He walked out to the kitchen, not
sure what he was doing. Finally, he settled on a glass of water then went back
to bed. The sooner he got things settled for Jayna and CJ, the better it would
be. The thought of never seeing them again actually kind of made him sad. But
it shouldn’t, he’d only known her for all of a couple of days. When they left,
his life would return to normal. And he couldn’t wait.
    He
crawled under the covers and rolled onto his side. Thoughts of the enchanting
Jayna McIntyre would have to stay away. Tomorrow would be a busy day and he
needed to sleep.

 
    Chapter 5
     
    Logan’s
alarm rang at seven a.m. and he struggled out of bed. Thoughts of Jayna had
stayed out of his mind, but dreams of trying to find his way in a blinding
snowstorm had haunted him for most of the night.
    He
needed to go down to work before picking Jayna up at eleven. But a shower and a
shave were at the top of his agenda. The hot water barely touched his tense
muscles so he turned it off and stepped out into the humid room. As the steam
cloud cleared away, the mirror in front of him slowly revealed his haggard
face. He hadn’t looked this bad since he’d been trapped for forty-eight hours
in a snowstorm only to come home to find out his dad had died.
    Lathering
up over the sink, he grimaced at his reflection and started to shave some of
the gruffness away. He began to feel a bit better, but his eyes still held a
look of exhaustion. Grunting in disgust, he turned away from the sink. That was
enough dwelling on his appearance, it was time to go down to the store and work
himself into oblivion for a few hours.
    Logan’s
assistant manager came in at ten-thirty so he prepared to leave. When he had
called the hospital that morning, they told him that Jayna and CJ would
definitely be ready to leave by eleven.
    Climbing
into the van he borrowed from his head cashier, he started the engine and
headed toward the hospital.  About halfway there he made a U-turn and stopped
in front of the multipurpose hardware store. He couldn’t bring the baby home
without a damn car seat. His mind had been elsewhere the night before.
    When
old lady Holmes came out of the back to wait on him, he tried very hard to hide
the relief in his voice. She couldn’t see half an inch in front of her face so
she would never know who was buying a car seat and a bassinet, if she could
even see what the products were.
    When
he finally pulled into the hospital parking lot, it was a quarter
to eleven. He called Jayna’s phone and told her he would be in once he had the
car seat installed. A half-hour later he walked into her room. She was sitting
in a wheelchair with CJ in her arms and a