Nadine
I see Logan’s concerned look, and I can’t help but be drawn to him. But as much as I’d love to commit, I have to guard my heart to avoid getting burned again. My mind goes back to my discussion with Asher, and I wonder who Isabelle is.
With the way Logan is pressing and asking now and then, I’m tempted to open up to him about my discussion with Asher.
But I’m scared of driving a wedge between Asher and Logan. Logan could be many things – he might seem cool and understanding at first, but then take it the other way around.
Logan’s stare is making me uncomfortable as I eat. “You’re making me nervous with your stares,” I say. He just smiles and says nothing.
“I see you don’t want to talk about your discussion with Asher,” he says, resting his back on the couch.
I can tell he’s frustrated. I don’t want him to feel bad about the whole thing, so I tell him, “There was nothing serious. We just talked about his daughter. I guess I got too emotional seeing the circumstances surrounding her death.”
I hate that I had to lie to him, but it was partly true. “The fact that poor Lyvia wanted to see her mom and wasn’t able to before she passed away is saddening. I wouldn’t wish that on anyone, even if they were my enemy,” I say, shaking my head.
Logan looks at me, his expression softening. “I believe you, but I feel like you’re only telling me part of the truth. I won’t push you anymore, but whenever you’re ready to share, I’m here to listen.”
I smile and nod, grateful that he’s letting the topic go. But one thing still lingers on my mind: if I’m a triplet, the only person who can fill in the gaps is my mother. I made a mental note to visit her soon.
I call the hospital almost every day to check on her, and I’m relieved when I’m told she’ll be discharged soon. I want her to stay with me, but I don’t want to be at Logan’s mercy, so I’ve made plans to hire a nurse to take care of her and tend to her needs.
“What’s on your mind?” Logan’s voice breaks into my thoughts.
I have no intention of keeping this from him since this is one of the reasons we agreed to a contract marriage. So I answered him honestly, “I need to see my mother. It’s been a while.”
He nods his head in acknowledgment. “Do you want to see her today?” he asks me. I know he’ll want to tag along, and there’s no way I’ll be able to discuss things freely with my mom if he’s around. I think I’ll need to wait till tomorrow when he’s gone to work. “Not today, Logan, I still need some rest.”
“Okay,” he says, “but how’s the treatment going so far?”
“The treatment’s going fine,” I reply, “but I’m concerned that the kidney donor chose to remain anonymous. I wonder who it could be.”
“That’s strange,” he says, shaking his head. “Yeah, I’ve been trying to wrap my head around who it could be, but the more I think about it, the more confused I get.”
A smile creeps up on Logan’s face, and he looks so handsome that I find myself staring at him for a long time. “You should smile more often,” I tell him sincerely.
“It’s only for you, babe,” he says, using that as a cue to come closer. He takes away the tray from me and leans in, watching me closely to see if I’ll refuse his move.
He leans in closer, his face inches from mine. I can feel his warm breath on my skin, and my heart races with anticipation. I don’t know what he’s thinking, but I know he wants him to kiss me.
“I think your mom might have a secret admirer,” he says, his face twinkling with amusement.
A smile creeps up my face. “Oh my God, Logan, how could you say that?” I exclaim, playfully smacking him on the chest.
He holds the spot I smacked, pretending it hurts. “We can never tell, but explain to me, who the donor might be?” He takes off his flip-flops and lies on the bed.
I try to move away from him, but he draws my slender body to himself. My face flushes from the impact. “Come here, let me cuddle you,” he says, his eyes locked on mine.
I feel a rush of excitement and affection for him. I know we’ve had sex before, but this lovey-dovey side of Logan is something I’m not yet used to.
I want to move away again, but he gives me a cute face that I can’t resist. “Is it to cuddle? Then cuddle it.”
I move closer to him on the bed, taking my time to admire his room. The room is comfortable and inviting; everything in it screams masculine.
He nuzzles his nose into my neck and sniffs me. “Gosh, Logan, why do you like doing that?” I ask him because I’ve noticed he’s been doing it often lately.
“Your scent calms me, Nadine,” he says, turning me around so I’m facing him. He looks at me tenderly, and my heart skips a beat from the impact because I can tell many things are running through his mind.
“The things I want to do to you… but I want you to trust me enough and feel comfortable around me.”
My leg weakens, and I shiver at the way he says those words. I know I want to trust him, but I find it hard to do so.
He looks at me, his eyes darting between mine and my lips. I know what he wants, and gosh, I want it too. But I hold my composure, not wanting him to see that I want him as much as he wants me. I lower my gaze.
He tilts my head, and I look into his eyes again. He’s vulnerable, letting all his emotions show in his eyes.
I see love swimming in them, and I think I lose my resolve as I move my lips to his and capture his. He’s gentle with the kiss, and I smile, knowing he’s trying to be soft in his approach because of the episode I just had.
I pull away from the kiss and look into his eyes. They’re dark with lust, but then I remember that we shouldn’t be doing this.
What brings us together is our quest for revenge against Jake and Nathalie. I think Jake is already suffering the loss of Family Island, and I was surprised when Logan left the ownership of the island in my name.
“What’s the latest regarding Jake and Nathalie?” I ask him.
I notice a change in his demeanor, and he sits up. “Nothing much, I’ve been able to lay my hands on some of his shady business dealings and embezzlement, which I intend to release to the appropriate quarters and gossip outlets so they can sever ties with him.”
“Wow!” I exclaim, my mouth agape. “I didn’t know you were dead serious about bringing Jake’s empire down.”
I know I should be happy, but part of me isn’t. However, the thought of his betrayal comes crashing down on me, and I have no option but to smile.
Logan smiles likewise and captures my lips once more. My whole body reacts to the intensity of his kiss.
I have no intention of holding back as I kiss him with more fervor, just as he kissed me. The kiss becomes more intense as his hands roam around my body.
My body weakens from the intensity of his touch, sending sparks and tingling sensations. I hate to compare, but I’ve never felt like this with just a kiss. But with Logan, it’s way out of this world, more than I can comprehend.
He pulls away from the kiss, looking at me with so much love. My heart beats hard in my chest as I take in his features.
He moves his hand to my breast, cupping it. I lose it as I arch my back, ready to take in whatever pleasure he has to give me.
“Fuck, I want this,” I say as I capture his lips again. He hovers over me, and I can feel his erection pressing hard on me. I grind into his erection while I kiss him. His reaction matches mine as we continue to savor each other in our arms.
He pulls down my trousers. I shudder, watching what he has in store for me. He moves my panties to one side and inserts one of his fingers into my cunt.
“Fuck, Nadine, you are dripping wet for me.” Without saying a word, I nod as he moves his finger, playing with it. I arch my back, my body shuddering in response to his every touch. I will be damned if I let this feeling go by without relishing the moment.
He moves his mouth down to my cunt and licks the juice dripping already. “Fuck,” I say out loud as I grip his hair.
Suddenly, his phone starts ringing. I am startled, but he doesn’t stop. The ringing of the phone continues. “Y-you should take that,” I stutter.