Total pages in book: 45
Estimated words: 42576 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 213(@200wpm)___ 170(@250wpm)___ 142(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 42576 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 213(@200wpm)___ 170(@250wpm)___ 142(@300wpm)
He pulls me into a hug, and I chuckle, knowing that years of sleeping in deserts, jungles, or on the ground in makeshift beds has brought us to this moment. Zach and I have been through a lot together, and sometimes I question how we made it through some of the things we did. But here we are.
Zach tightens his arms around me as if he knows what he’s about to say is going to set me off. “Listen to her, brother. Really, listen to her. You deserve happiness too.”
He releases me and slaps me on the back. “I’ll see you. I’m going to grab my laptop and some files. Sky and I are going to some beach for a few days, and then we’ll be back.”
I nod and grimace, not wanting any details of what he’s going to be doing with my sister. “Have fun and take care. I’ll deal with this,” I tell him, waving my hand around.
He nods, opens his mouth, and then closes it. He seems to think about it and then shrugs as if he’s saying fuck it. “Look, I’m not saying you have to be nice, but Bree’s been beat down and well… all I’m saying is I don’t know how much more she can take.”
My eyebrows lift in surprise. What the hell does he mean she’s been beat down? I forget my rule of not talking about her. “What do you mean—”
He cuts me off by holding his hands up. “It’s not my story to tell, Logan, but maybe you should ask her.”
I want to argue with him, but I simply cross my arms over my chest and nod. “Okay. See you. Call if you need anything.”
He nods. “You too.”
As soon as he walks out of my office and closes the door behind him, I want to jerk it open and demand answers. But instead of going off half-cocked, I stalk over to my chair and sit down. It doesn’t take long before I figure it out. Whatever Bree told Zach was a lie. That’s the only thing I can think of. There’s no way if she told him the truth that Zach would just accept it. Yeah, that was it. She lied to him. And now Zach thinks I overreacted or something. Hell, it’s impossible to guess what she told him.
I turn my chair to look out the window. The sun is up, and the streets of downtown Whiskey Run are busy with people going to Red’s Diner or Sugar Glaze Bakery for their breakfast. People are off to meetings, or taking their kids to school, or whatever. As I stare at the passersby, I get lost in the memory of the third date I had with Bree.
By that point, I knew I was going to marry her. I had already told my brothers and my sister that I’d found the woman I was going to marry. I knew it was too soon, and I was biting the bullet, holding back until a decent amount of time had passed before I asked her. But by that third date, I knew.
My mission was over. I should have been back at headquarters, but I had requested some time off. Walker gave it to me. Hell, I’d never had a vacation, so I was due.
Bree was wearing a long red dress that hugged her curves in every way. I couldn’t take my eyes off her. To the point where she stopped right on the middle of the sidewalk in Brooklyn. She glared up at me and crossed her arms over her chest. “All right, spill it.”
She looked mad, and my smile got even bigger. “Spill what?”
She lifted a hand and touched my chest. I reached for her, holding her palm right over my heart, loving the feel of her soft skin. She rolled her eyes. “You’re being quiet, and you just keep staring at me.”
I licked my lips, wanting to kiss her right there on the street. When I didn’t say anything, she stomped her foot, and I remember thinking how adorable she was. ”Logan… what is this?” She frowned and shook her head. “I mean, if you’re ending this, then just do it.”
I grabbed both her hands and tugged her against my chest. “Ending this? Honey, you and me, we’re just getting started.”
She let out a little sigh. “Then why are you just staring at me?”
I leaned down so that our mouths were just inches apart. “You really want to know?”
She nodded, her eyes soft.
I brought a hand up and wrapped it around the side of her neck. Her pulse was racing, beating against my thumb, and I caressed her there. “I can’t stop staring at you because you’re beautiful. Because I can’t believe you’re here with me. Because I want you so much that I can barely hold back.”