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“Mmphm.” She burrowed her face into the pillow. “Love you.”

“I love you, too.”

Logan stirred again, throwing a hand over Sara’s round hip. It lay curled around her, protective and safe. An odd sense of calm came over me then. With Logan in charge, I’d never feel anxious leaving Sara alone.

Leaving her for the morning.That’s all I meant.

“I’ll see you later.” I whispered, so softly that I’m not sure she heard me. The cadence of her breathing said she’d already gone back to sleep.

It was my chance to leave but I didn’t. I crouched there a few minutes longer, watching her sleep. Watching him with his arm wrapped around her.

They looked peaceful and calm, not a care in the world. In that big, king-sized bed, there was plenty of room for another. How easy it would have been to climb back under the covers, fitting my body into the space left for me. I could have done it.

I wanted to so fucking badly.

But duty called, like it always fucking does. I crept out of the room and back to my own, where I’m still sitting now with the phone in my hand.

What’s going on with my mother?

On that long-ago day when my father attacked her, I snapped. Sixteen-year-old me stood up to my dad and made sure he knew to stay gone.

“Get the fuck out of here,” I snarled, putting my body between him and my mother. “We’re all better off when you leave us alone.”

Crying softly behind me, my mother choked out a different response. “Don’t leave me.” Sobbing so hard she could barely form words, she laid out the terms that we’ve lived by. “Please, just—I know you can’t help it. We need to stay married. You just need to stay gone, that’s all. With your job, it’s so simple. If you just stay away, we’ll all be okay.”

What a fucking way to live.

But that’s how we’ve done it. What I’ve learned about marriage from watching my parents.

When my phone buzzes in my hand, I look down at the screen with a sigh.

Everything is fine. Your father wants to see you. We love each other, Trent. Being married takes work, but I know you can do it!

Squeezing my eyes shut, I set down my phone with a thick, oily dread in my gut.

CHAPTER 15

SARA

I’m halfway expecting Trent to freak out in the days that follow our threesome with Logan.

Threesomes, I guess I should say.

We did it again the next day, and the day after that. We’re relishing the thrill of trying new positions and getting to know each other’s bodies.

While I love when they team up to pleasure me, I’m equally thrilled by watching the two men together. They’re ferociously beautiful in their hunger for each other. I could watch them all night, but there’s no way they’d let me. They’re too damn devoted to getting me off as many times as they can.

Not that I’m complaining.

But I’m still kinda stunned when Logan suggests clearing his schedule for the rest of our time here. We’re all in my suite, getting dressed after a morning of fun.

“It just makes sense.” Logan pulls on a T-shirt with aUS Marineslogo on the chest. The hem slithers over his abs and I get distracted for a second.

“You guys are only here for a few more days,” he continues.He’s off to the gym for a workout that couldn’t be more intense than the one he just got by spit-roasting me with Trent.

Another term for my notebook, thank you very much.

“Are you sure about clearing your calendar?” I don’t want to argue, but I feel bad for guests who had special requests for the legendary Logan Wilder. “What about the women who booked you specifically?”

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