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For a moment, she stares at me, and I want to kick myself for ruining our week. But then she smiles. “I’d like that. Even though this was meant to be a one-night stand, everything is different with you. I can’t explain it, but there’s a connection I’ve never felt before.”

I intertwine my fingers in hers. “Me too.”

“How often do you get leave?”

I sigh. “Not often. But we can talk on the phone, FaceTime now and again.”

She leans in and kisses me. “Okay, let’s do it.”

CHAPTER2

Delaney Manzia

Since Logan and I agreed this should be more than a one-week stand, we’ve been talking more. Well, in between all the sex we’ve been having. Which I really don’t want to give up. But he’s leaving in a couple minutes, so I don’t have a choice. But the more I get to know him, the stronger my feelings grow. I never thought I could feel this close to someone after only seven days.

I’m so grateful my dad has been out of town this week and closed the office. Otherwise, I never would have been able to do this. And despite being annoyed with my best friend, Sam, at first, I’m now thanking her for pushing me to go out that night. She seemed to know what I needed because she dared me to talk to Logan. And she knows I won’t turn down one of her dares.

“Thank you,” Logan says, bringing my attention back to him as he holds me in his arms.

“For what?”

“An incredible week. It’s been my best leave yet.”

I laugh. “Well, I can top that. This has been my best week ever.”

He pulls back, grinning at me. “Yeah, me too.”

I push up onto my toes and give him a long, lingering kiss. “I hate that I have to go.”

“Well, after taking a week off, you don’t want to be late. I don’t want you getting fired.”

I run my hands through his dark, thick hair. “I won’t get fired. My dad owns the company.”

His eyes widen. “He does? You haven’t told me what you do.”

I shrug. “Basically, I’m a receptionist and accountant for my dad’s construction company. I take calls, run the calendar, do the books, things like that.”

“Do you like it?”

I reflect on that for a moment. “I don’t hate it. Because the guys know who my dad is, they leave me alone. It’s easy work.”

“Protective dad? Maybe I can meet him someday.”

I swallow back my laugh. Protective isn’t even the half of it. “Maybe.”

After a few more minutes of kissing, I finally break away with promises of calls, texts, and videoconferencing. He gives me a final smile, and I get lost in those blue eyes before he turns around and heads to the airport security line.

I jog back to my car in the parking lot, wincing. Damn, I’m sore. But the reason brings a smile to my lips. He’s not my first. My first was Camden, my high school boyfriend. Neither Camden nor the sex was great. Hell, I didn’t know it could be like it is with Logan. It’s still on my mind when I walk into the office.

“Someone’s happy,” Duke, my annoying older brother, says as he walks toward me. He sits on the edge of my desk. “Did you enjoy your week off? Where were you, anyway? You never came home.” Duke arches a brow, waiting for me to answer.

“Nothing crazy. I needed a little me time.”

“Uh-huh. And where were you at night?”

I shrug, not really wanting to discuss this with him.

“Well, I’m glad you got a taste of freedom. You need it sometimes so you don’t go crazy living at home.”

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