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Torn from You (Tear Asunder #1)(72)
Author: Nashoda Rose

“When I came back here for you, I needed you to see who I am, and yeah, I’ve lost it a few times like with your dance partner at the bar. But Mouse, I’m letting you see all of me so you can learn to trust me again. I need you to trust me again.”

I knew that whatever Logan said or did it was always about protecting me. He pushed his authority and liked control, but I trusted him. Sexually, I craved that escape he gave me. It set me free from decisions and as Logan would say, “Lego building”.

I sniffled and few tears fell. “I’m sorry. For what you and your mother have been through.”

He kissed the tears. “Baby.”

I knew that whatever Logan said or did it was to protect me.

Nothing more was said as he held me close. It felt right in his arms. He had done everything for me. That emotionless cage he locked himself in to hide his feelings from his father was to save me. He’d suffered too. We both did. And maybe my body had known all along that the Logan I hated was also the Logan I loved. Maybe my body knew that the man I feared wasn’t the real Logan.

“You good, Eme?”

I nodded into his chest, the feel of his muscles sliding across my cheek.

“You’re sleeping with me from now on.”

My fingers curled into his shirt. Then I nodded.

“You need something from me, tell me. We fight this shit together.”

A knock sounded on the door and Crisis yelled, “Hey you guys done makin’ out? Fuckin’ starving here.”

“Emily?”

“Okay.” It was a whisper of one word, and with it every Lego previously built up in my head crumbled to the ground at Logan’s feet.

I was letting him back in.

He caressed the side of my face, and I leaned into it, sighing. “Make a salad with Kat. We’ll do the steaks and potatoes on the barbecue. Okay?”

I nodded.

He took my hand and walked us out of the office.

When the boys yelled that the steaks were ready, Kat and I brought the salad and wine outside to the table on the deck which overlooked the pool. There was never lack of conversation as the men shared stories of the bars they’d performed in and then the excitement over acquiring their new manager Daryl.

“How long are you guys staying?” I asked, uncertain what Logan’s plans were.

“Not sure yet, sugar,” Crisis replied. “But I’m liking staying here if it means I get to check out two hot chicks every morning.” Crisis winked at me, but when he looked at Logan, he was backtracking. “From a distance. Like a mile. Maybe ten miles. Fuck, sorry sweet stuff, but not going to admire you at all. I’ll just admire Kat.”

Kite chuckled. “You can admire all the babes you want at the party.”

“Fuck yeah. Sweet asses aplenty.” Crisis wiggled his brows. “This horse needs some jumping.”

“You’re a pig,” Kat said laughing.

Crisis leaned over and put his arm around her, pulling her close. “How high can you jump, sugar?”

“She doesn’t jump. Kitkat plows right through.” Ream shoved back his chair, picked up his plate, and went inside. There was a loud bang and then crash. Then the front door slammed.

“Shit, Kat. You ever goin’ tell us what the f**k went down between you two?” Kite sat back and stretched out his legs, crossing his ankles.

“No.” She pushed back her chair and crossed her legs. “And it doesn’t matter, I’m never touching that again.”

Crisis coughed bullshit under his breath, and Kat smacked his arm. He rubbed it and feigned a pout.

Logan stood up and brought me with him. He leaned over and whispered. “Help me with the dishes?”

“Yeah, sure.” I may have been missing from Logan’s life for two years, but I knew exactly what he was doing. Time alone.

Three trips with dishes to the kitchen, and then I was rinsing off the plates in the sink when Logan came up behind me and swept my hair aside with the lightest touch of his finger.

“Eme. Why are you doing that? We have a dishwasher.” He shut off the tap, took my hands and pulled me around to face him. Then he grabbed me by the h*ps and lifted me up onto the counter.

“Logan.”

He put his arm around my waist, the other to the nape of my neck. “Fuck, I love it when you say my name. I need to taste you again, baby.” He pulled me toward him. The heat of his mouth hit the spot just below my ear and goose bumps sparked across my skin. He trickled light kisses downward, his tongue playing, tasting.

“I like how you shake in my arms. It’s like your body can’t wait to be with mine.” His arm around my waist tightened. “It’s known. All this time, it’s known you belong to me.”

I closed my eyes, my head tilting back. Oh God. What he did to me ...

“Eme.”

I don’t know why, and I swear I wasn’t alone in this, but when a guy tucks your hair behind your ear, it’s ... well it’s the most erotic, attractive and panty melting move, and Logan did it all the time, so I melted—big time. Liquid heat was running through me, and I let it in.

I met his eyes and explosive desire hit me—hard. Logan’s head was tilted, eyes were burning with craving; his lips were slightly parted. Melted wasn’t good enough; I was boiling over.

He whispered my name again then claimed my lips; I was his. Not that I’d ever been anyone else’s. No, I’ve always been his.

His pressed into me, hard and warm, unrelenting as his mouth took mine in a slow need, an exploration of what we both craved. My arms wrapped around his neck, fingers curling into his hair, gripping, holding, never letting go as I pulled and tilted his head so I could get deeper.

   
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