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why. Logan exuded confidence and charisma.
His rugged good looks, muscular body and dirty mouth were enough to keep any
woman coming back for more. Elyse wanted more and she’d just met the man!
    She hurried over to the table and put two pieces of French
toast on Logan’s plate as he came back inside.
    “Sorry about the interruption.” He washed his hands and then
took a seat at the table. “I don’t know what’s gotten into her. I haven’t
spoken to her in three months.”
    “It’s easier when a girl thinks her ex is at home, lonely
and miserable; but now that she knows I’m here – well, I’m sure she’s not happy
about that.” She poured a cup of coffee and set it down in front of him. “She
seems a little desperate if you ask me. Bringing the groceries to check up on
us is so high school.”
    “I told her to leave you alone.”
    “I can handle myself.”
    He pulled her into his lap and then took her face between
his hands. The force of his movements caused her clit to throb. Her body had
never responded to anyone this way; but with Logan all she could think about
was sex. Raw, dirty, rough sex.
    “I’m sure you can cupcake, but where I come from a man takes
care of his woman.”
    “ His woman?”
    “You have a problem with that?”
    “No, but I don’t remember agreeing to be yours.” She teased.
    “Is that a challenge?”
    “Maybe.”
    “Let’s eat and then I’m going to take you out.”
    “Where?”
    “It’s autumn in Connecticut.” He stroked her cheek with one
work roughened finger. “The leaves are changing. Let’s pack a picnic and a
blanket, hop in my truck and go for a little ride. You’ll love the scenery –
the fall colors.”
    “Really?” She couldn’t believe he wanted to spend the
afternoon looking at leaves. Memories from her childhood came rushing back,
making her feel all warm and happy inside.
    “Unless you don’t want to.”
     “We used to do that when I was a kid – before my dad got
sick. I haven’t paid attention to the trees changing colors in years. I haven’t
paid attention to a lot of things.”
    “Well, that’s about to change. You’re at Pleasure Inn,
remember?”
    “I’m starting to believe your motto.”
    “Good girl.” He winked. “Now let’s eat! It smells
delicious!”
     

 
     
     
    Chapter Five
     
    Elyse squealed when Logan pulled her out of the truck and
threw her over his shoulder. The skies had opened up fast and now the rain
poured down at a furious pace.
    “Put me down!” She smacked his thighs as he ran up the porch
steps and unlocked the door to the inn.
    “I was trying to keep you dry.” He slid her down his hard
chest and placed her on her feet. “I didn’t do a very good job.” He smoothed
his hand down her long damp hair. “You’re soaked.”
    “That storm came out of nowhere.” She shivered.
    “I have a fireplace in my bedroom. Why don’t you go shower
and meet me in front of it?” He peeled his wet t-shirt from his body, dropping
it in the foyer.
    “Sounds like a plan.” She let her eyes wander down his wet,
heaving chest. “There are some leftovers in the ’fridge. You want me to get
them?”
    “I’ll take care of it.” He turned her toward the stairs and
gave her a little shove. “Don’t take too long.”
    “I won’t.” She kissed his cheek. “I had a wonderful day.”
    They’d driven for miles, taking in all the trees and bushes
turning yellow and orange and burning red. Logan had found a secluded area by a
lake where they ate their lunch and talked for hours. Neither of them noticed
the weather changing, but all of the sudden, the thunder rumbled and they
hurriedly started gathering things up. The rain followed right on its tail and
they caught the brunt of the downpour before they could get there. The heater
in the truck was a welcome reprieve.
    “It’s not over yet.” He’d followed her all the way to the
stairs and then trailed his fingertips down her neck. “See you