never felt. She didn’t believe in magical interludes, and prince charming. Hell, she barely even knew him, but there was something in his eyes that made her feel as if they had known each other a lifetime. He made her feel safe and alive, and for the first time in her life she thought about something other than work and a five year plan. She wanted to live for today, with Logan, and see where it would take her.
Maybe almost losing Sheila Gentry had something to do with her sudden change of courage, knowing that life could be here today and gone tomorrow. Not that it even mattered now . She pushed Logan away, wounded him, just like Uncle James said, she had broken him. He probably never wanted to set eyes on her again.
Pushing herself to get ready for work, she gave serious thought to calling off. She had never called off before, even when she pulled a muscle in her back while taking care of a four hundred pound patient. She managed to put a smile on her face, and get through the twelve hour shift.
Nope , she thought, she needed to go to work. It was only one day, and then she had the rest of the week off. She would call Becky on her lunch break and with any luck, fish for some information about Logan. Maybe, if she was lucky, she could get one more chance with the handsome man who already turned her world upside down.
The steam from the hot shower infiltrated the small bathroom. The hot water running over her body reminded her of the time she had shared with Logan in the cabana. Closing her eyes, she could feel the touch of his warm mouth roaming her body, causing a heated rush all over. She soaped her breasts and caressed her nipples. She had to stop this. Had to stop thinking about his contagious smile, those broad muscled shoulders, those beautiful hazel eyes… STOP!
She turned the water on cold and put her head under the icy running water, trying to get him out of her head, yelping as the cold water hit her. Shaking her head to try to get him out of it, she climbed out of the shower and wrapped herself in a soft towel. That didn’t help, it just reminded her of how his arms had felt wrapped around her, and how she felt his warmth radiate through her. This was just ridiculous . She spent less than forty-eight hours with this man, and he turned her into some daydreaming, fantasy believing, giggling high school girl. She needed to put the brakes on, but didn’t know if she really wanted to. She already knew she didn’t want to, that was the problem.
After she managed to put on her navy blue scrubs, find her socks, shoes and keys, she headed out the door for her car. It was a brisk morning, and a light fog blanketed the air. The smell of the ocean surrounded her. It was good that it was a short walk, since she had forgotten her jacket. She saw her compact Honda Accord and clicked the remote to disarm the security system. Reaching to open the door, she stilled in her tracks, feeling his presence before she ever heard his voice.
“Alana,” she heard Logan’s low husky voice.
She quickly turned to face him. He was so close she could smell the clean spicy scent of him, and it made her stomach do a somersault.
“Logan? What are you doing out here this early? You scared the shit out of me.” Her pulse was racing and heart pounded. She was pretty sure it wasn’t due to being scared.
“I couldn’t sleep,” he dropped his eyes looking at the ground. Uncle James had been right, he looked sad and broken.
“I know, I had a rough night myself.” They both looked in separate directions, a moment of awkward silence.
Finally, Logan spoke, “Look, I know we just met, but I think we have a connection. I’m not sure why out of all the people we’ve met throughout our lives that it happened to us, but it has. I feel it. I didn’t come here looking for a hook up with some random woman. ” Lifting her chin up so she had to look at him, he continued. “ Hell, I’m in the army, women throw themselves at us like
Maybe almost losing Sheila Gentry had something to do with her sudden change of courage, knowing that life could be here today and gone tomorrow. Not that it even mattered now . She pushed Logan away, wounded him, just like Uncle James said, she had broken him. He probably never wanted to set eyes on her again.
Pushing herself to get ready for work, she gave serious thought to calling off. She had never called off before, even when she pulled a muscle in her back while taking care of a four hundred pound patient. She managed to put a smile on her face, and get through the twelve hour shift.
Nope , she thought, she needed to go to work. It was only one day, and then she had the rest of the week off. She would call Becky on her lunch break and with any luck, fish for some information about Logan. Maybe, if she was lucky, she could get one more chance with the handsome man who already turned her world upside down.
The steam from the hot shower infiltrated the small bathroom. The hot water running over her body reminded her of the time she had shared with Logan in the cabana. Closing her eyes, she could feel the touch of his warm mouth roaming her body, causing a heated rush all over. She soaped her breasts and caressed her nipples. She had to stop this. Had to stop thinking about his contagious smile, those broad muscled shoulders, those beautiful hazel eyes… STOP!
She turned the water on cold and put her head under the icy running water, trying to get him out of her head, yelping as the cold water hit her. Shaking her head to try to get him out of it, she climbed out of the shower and wrapped herself in a soft towel. That didn’t help, it just reminded her of how his arms had felt wrapped around her, and how she felt his warmth radiate through her. This was just ridiculous . She spent less than forty-eight hours with this man, and he turned her into some daydreaming, fantasy believing, giggling high school girl. She needed to put the brakes on, but didn’t know if she really wanted to. She already knew she didn’t want to, that was the problem.
After she managed to put on her navy blue scrubs, find her socks, shoes and keys, she headed out the door for her car. It was a brisk morning, and a light fog blanketed the air. The smell of the ocean surrounded her. It was good that it was a short walk, since she had forgotten her jacket. She saw her compact Honda Accord and clicked the remote to disarm the security system. Reaching to open the door, she stilled in her tracks, feeling his presence before she ever heard his voice.
“Alana,” she heard Logan’s low husky voice.
She quickly turned to face him. He was so close she could smell the clean spicy scent of him, and it made her stomach do a somersault.
“Logan? What are you doing out here this early? You scared the shit out of me.” Her pulse was racing and heart pounded. She was pretty sure it wasn’t due to being scared.
“I couldn’t sleep,” he dropped his eyes looking at the ground. Uncle James had been right, he looked sad and broken.
“I know, I had a rough night myself.” They both looked in separate directions, a moment of awkward silence.
Finally, Logan spoke, “Look, I know we just met, but I think we have a connection. I’m not sure why out of all the people we’ve met throughout our lives that it happened to us, but it has. I feel it. I didn’t come here looking for a hook up with some random woman. ” Lifting her chin up so she had to look at him, he continued. “ Hell, I’m in the army, women throw themselves at us like
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