“When I come, it’s going to be inside you.”
“But—”
Logan takes my face in his hands. “Itwillbe inside you.”
I scoff and he smirks.
“My little dove is eager.”
My eyes dip down. “You have no idea.”
“If it’s anything like I’m feeling with wanting to be inside that pretty cunt of yours, then I do. Soon. We will have each other soon.”
He’s so sure. So confident. But I’m not. I don’t want to be married to Jason anymore. That part is obvious, but Logan keeps talking like he knows it’s going to end soon.
“Fine,” I say in defeat. “I want my bacon and waffles now.”
Logan deeply chuckles, then kisses my cheek. “I’d love to stay with you, but I need to get to the shop.”
I stab a piece of waffle, drenched in syrup, and plunge it into my mouth. “This is the best damn waffle I’ve ever tasted.” I swallow. “And I’m sad you can’t stay but I understand.”
Logan grabs his shirt before opening the door and pauses. “Our usual tonight?”
My heart flutters. “I’ll see you on the balcony. And lock your doors.”
“Yes, sir.”
“I’m only leaving you alone because it’s daylight and I won’t be gone too long.”
“I’ll be fine. Get out of here.”
He smiles, closing the door on his way out. Is this real? Logan ravishes me and then makes me breakfast. Will I ever wake up from this dream, or is this what normal, intensely attracted to each other couples do? But it’s too unrealistic, and it happened so fast.
When I hear a car pull up, I check the security app, relaxing at the sight of Lana.
“Am I going to find two hot naked people having the best sex of their lives on my kitchen table?” Lana speaks through the door.
“It’s safe to enter.” I roll my eyes with a smile.
“Well shit. I’m a little disappointed.” Lana drops a grocery bag, eyeing up the delicious smelling food. “This looks incredible. No offense, you can bake better than anyone I know, but cooking is not your strong suit.”
Just like Lana, I too suck at cooking.
“Logan made it,” I quickly say, wanting to avoid further questions.
Lana plasters on a smirk. “Please tell me when I snuck out this morning, you two were fucking like rabbits.”
“Nope. There was no sex happening. Unfortunately.” I place my dirty dish in the sink.
“What?” Her shoulders fall. “I thought for sure you two did it. Logan slept in your bed, didn’t he?”
“He did, and let’s just say he was generous in other ways.”
The squeal from Lana came at a much higher decibel than expected. “Finally,somethinghappened between you two.”
“Finally?”
“Yes.Finally.It was like waiting for paint to dry.”
