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Lifting on my toes, I look him straight in the eyes so he doesn’t miss a word that comes out of my mouth.
“I want to be with you, Logan Spencer. I love you.”
The wide smile he gives me makes me feel as if I’ve won the lottery. I don’t see it for long as he grasps my cheeks and tilts my face to meet him. His lips sink into mine. His arms wrapping around my midsection and lifting me off my feet. I squeal into his mouth, laughter filling our messy kiss as I cling to him like a koala to a tree. My feet locking behind his back to give me better leverage to angle him right where I need him.
Too soon, though, Logan pulls back.
“You stole my line,” he laughs.
“You can say it now.” Ineedhim to say it now.
Leaning forward for one more soul searing kiss, he whispers against my lips the words that send my heart racing.
“I love you, Gwendolyn Prescott.”
Epilogue
Knock, knock.
I lift my head, the dull ache that had been brewing for the last hour making itself known as it pounds against my skull. Massaging my neck, I call out for whoever it is to come in.
The door creaks open to reveal a mess of red hair and green eyes. Suddenly, the stress of approving the yearly budget disappears as Gwen steps inside with a mischievous grin. The door softly snicks closed behind her as she leans against it.
Shaking an iced latte in the air, she starts walking toward my desk.
“Isn’t this a nice surprise?”
“Thought you could use a little afternoon pick-me-up. You sounded a little stressed when I called a little while ago, so I made your favorite to help you get through all the fun spreadsheets.”
Gwen leans down to give me a chaste kiss on the lips, but I don’t let her go easily as I bury my hand into her hair and deepen the kiss. My other hand slides over her hip, guiding her to straddle my lap.
She giggles against my lips. My favorite sound in the world is like a balm to my soul.
“I missed you,” I say to her questioning look.
“You saw me this morning.”
“I always miss you no matter how long it’s been.” I pat her hip as I glance at the clock on my desk. “As much as I love this impromptu visit, I thought you were headed to Ophelia’s for the afternoon.”
Her fingers play with the hair at the nape of my neck, sending a shiver down my back. I continue stroking her hip in my hand as she talks.
“Jackson said Rowan was having a rough day. He took her over there for a little while. I figured I’d wait a bit so they can have some time together. Piper was already covering for me at the cafe, so I decided to come visit my favorite guy.”
A couple months ago, Ophelia underwent surgery to remove as much of the tumor as possible. They weren’t successful in removing one hundred percent of the cancer, so she began chemotherapy shortly after to help in shrinking. The whole family, myself included, takes turns spending time with her as every day is different. Sometimes she seems like nothing is wrong with her and we feel hopeful that there’s a light at the end of the tunnel. Other times her sickness wins out and the days get dark.
I knew how much it meant to Gwen to spend as much time with her grandmother, but she also knew how much it meant for Rowan to get time, too. She was always willing to give them as much one on one time as possible. Because we just never know how much we are going to get these days.
“Are you still going to make it for dinner with the family tonight?”
“I wouldn’t miss it for the world, baby.”
She eyes the paper covered desk I was hunched over a few minutes ago, clearly trying to change the subject from the heaviness weighing on her as she thinks of her family. “Are you sure, this seems like a headache. I can feel one brewing just looking at all those numbers.”
“A headache?” I ask innocently while pulling her hips into mine. “I know how to take care of that.”
Her big green eyes go wide. “Logan Spencer. What’s going on down there?”
I shrug, grinning as her eyes flutter closed when I pull her in again. Her clit brushes through the fabric of her panties against my hardening dick in my pants. It’s almost always in this state when she’s around, but especially when she wears these cute little skirts that drive me mad.
