Page 106 of That Last Secret

Don’t sound so shocked. It’s starting to become impossible not to think about you.

Brooke

don’t study too hard tonight.

I’m not. I actually just finished up and waiting for Logan so we can have dinner.

Brooke

Oh, yes. “Dinner.” I love it.

??It’s actually dinner.

Brooke

I know it is. The best part about this one is you don’t have to cook for him.

Ditch the panties too. Just my suggestion.

You’re unreal.

Brooke

You love me.

But really… ditch the panties.

Logan’s planning tocome over for dinner tonight. Which is really nothing new since we’ve fallen into a routine with each other. Except I’m nervous forthisdinner for some reason.

I want Logan Bennett so badly, and I can’t stop thinking about the last time we had sex, which was after my first boxing lesson.

And that was almost a month ago.

After successfully making it through our first gathering with my brothers and the girls for James’ birthday, I wanted him to come back to my place.

Watching him with the kids during the party and how his eyes never left mine made me want to be closer to him that night.

Being forced to keep my hands to myself all day made him irresistible by the evening.

Except he got called into work after another officer called off.

He didn’t miss the opportunity to text me to make sure I was okay after the day though.

Lately, our work schedules have been opposite each other, too. I hate to even admit this at the stage we’re in, but I actually miss him.

Which doesn’t tamp down the anticipation of seeing him tonight.

After coming back home, I decided to take a long ‘everything’ shower where I wash my hair, exfoliate and shave.

Just as I finally get situated in the living room to fold some laundry to pass the time while I wait for him, a knock sounds on my door. A smile so big stretches across my face as I rush to open in. As soon as I open the door, he takes me in, scanning my body from top to bottom.

I ditched the sweatpants and oversized T-shirt tonight and went with a loose-fitting pair of shorts and a tiny tank top. I already feel my nipples harden at the weight of his stare on my body.

“Come in,” I say, opening my arms to let him pass me.

He crosses the door frame but doesn’t take his eyes off me. There’s something so insanely hot about the way he looks at me.

I close the door behind us. “I was just folding some laund—”

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