“Yes! I understand. For like the sixth time, I understand. Can we please just go ahead and get started?” Gina begged.
They could ask a hundred times but she wasn’t changing her mind. She knew how much Logan loved his mother and she had learned how desperately his mother needed a kidney. Logan would probably never know where it came from and she was fine with that. She knew that she had destroyed that relationship long before it even started, but that didn’t mean she didn’t want Logan to be happy.
“Can I have a moment alone with her, please?” A deep voice behind Gina suddenly commandeered the attention of everyone in the room.
“Uhm, yeah, I guess we can spare a couple of minutes. Come on, folks.” The lead nurse pointed a few orderlies and nurses toward the exit and people slowly shuffled out. Gina didn’t turn around, she didn’t need to.
She knew who was there.
“What are you doing here?” She said softly, looking down at her bare feet dangling off the side of the table.
“Me? Gina, what the hell are you doing here?” Logan walked around the table to stand a few feet in front of her. His muscled arms were crossed over his broad chest and his stance was wide and firm.
“I didn’t know that you would find out. I’m sorry.” She mumbled, uncomfortable with the heaviness pushing down on her chest right now. She wasn’t used to this type of pain. Being around a man she couldn’t have, but that she wanted more than anything- that was a very new kind of pain.
“Why are you doing this, Gina? Do you think that I’m suddenly going to forget everything that you did to me and be with you?” Logan narrowed his eyes as he looked down at her.
“No! Of course not! I didn’t even know that they would tell you my name. I told the nurse not to.” Gina whined slightly, pouting. Logan bit his lip, struggling with resisting pulling her into his arms.
“You’re just doing this with no ulterior motive.” Logan asked again, softer this time.
“Does it matter?” She sighed and glanced up at him, surprised to see that while his stance was domineering, his eyes were kind. She knew she didn’t deserve his trust and that he wasn’t going to believe her anyway.
“I can’t think of anything in my life that has ever mattered more.” Logan dropped his arms to his side and looked at her incredulously, surprised that she didn’t know that already.
“What are you talking about?” She furrowed her brow as she stared at him, confused. He closed the distance between them with a few small steps, pushing her legs apart as he stood against the table between them. He put his hands flat on the table on either side of her and leaned closer into her, only inches from her face.
“There is nothing in my life that has ever mattered more to me than you, Gina.” He whispered softly, causing her eyes to dart up and meet him.
“Really?” She choked out, pushing back tears that were forcing their way through. He leaned down and kissed the tear off her cheek, then wrapped his arm around her back and pulled her tighter against him. She wrapped her legs around him, eagerly wanting to be as close to him as possible and feel him against her in every way.
“Really, Gina.” He confirmed, kissing her jaw and whispering in her ear as he pushed her hair back over her shoulder. She smiled and buried her face in his neck, wrapping her arms around his chest as far as she could reach.
“I love you, Logan.” She whispered, slightly muffled, into his skin.
“I know.” He chuckled and kissed her cheek again. She pulled back to look at him, a slight grin on her tear-stained face.
“How do you know?” She giggled, teasing him.
“That look on your face.” He replied, kissing her softly on the lips.
“What about it?” She said, tasting him on her tongue even after he pulled away from her to look at her.
“It’s the same look you gave New York.” He told her. She scrunched up her nose at him and stuck out her tongue defiantly, causing his to laugh loudly and then pull him against her instantly devouring her mouth. She leaned backwards, allowing him greater access as he pushed his hands inside her hospital gown and slid her forward on the table. Her breathing was ragged and his eyes were nearly dark gray at this point.
“Logan,” She gasped as he unbuttoned the front of his pants.
“What?” He said between assaults on her neck and down to her collarbone.
“We can’t do this here! What if someone sees us?” She giggled, pressing her fingers into his warm, hard skin.
“We’ll charge them for tickets later.” He raised his eyebrows and winked at her, pushing her hospital gown up her thighs. She laughed and leaned in closer, inhaling the perfectly musky scent of his skin.
“But, I’m about to have surgery.” She continued to protest even though she was sounding less and less convincing with each contact of his lips ravaging her body.
“The hell you are. You’re not doing that.” He said firmly, pulling her hips against him and finding his way to her very core. She gasped and moaned, wiggling to scoot as close to him as possible.
“Oh yes, I am. Don’t you know by now that I never do what I’m told?” She whispered into his ear seductively, kissing him again.
“You’re going to be the death of me, woman.” Logan growled into her shoulder, biting her skin softly.
EPILOGUE
2012
“I heard you the first time, Gina.” Logan placed his hand against the glass, leaning against it as he looked out onto the city.
“And yet, you’re just standing there not getting ready.” She crossed her arms over her chest and tapped her high heel against the marble floor of their New York City penthouse.
“I have two hours. I’ll be fine. I planned on checking in on my mom first.” He said, turning around and walking past her into the bedroom to grab his cell phone.
“You spoke to her this morning. You know I have one kidney, too. It would be really nice if you could fucking act like I matter to you every once in a while.” Gina called after him then stomped into the kitchen. He rolled his eyes and took a deep breath, dialing his parent’s house.
“Hi, honey.” Laura’s voice chimed through the phone.
“Hey, Momma. How are you feeling today?” Logan smiled and relaxed at her voice.
“Baby, you don’t need to keep checking on me. I’m fine, perfectly healthy. That nurse you hired is so sweet, she takes good care of me. Your dad is loving his job, just having somewhere to go everyday I think.” Laura mused.
“I know it’s been a few years, but I always worry about you. I feel like I never get to talk to you anymore.” He sighed.
“I know, baby. I miss you too, but I understand. I see you on the news all the time, you’re playing so many shows. I am so proud of you, honey. Plus I’m sure you and Gina are keeping busy together. How is my beautiful Gina?” Laura beamed, always loving to hear about his girlfriend.
“She is fine, she says hello.” Logan lied, pacing back and forth around the bedroom. He hated lying to his mother, but he didn’t want her to know how things really were.
“Mom, I gotta go. I have a show tonight, need to dress and go to sound check. Give my love to Dad, okay?” Logan asked.
“Of course, baby boy. Hey, Logan? Maybe try to come out to see us sometime soon? It’s been so long.” She asked, trying not to push.
“I’ll look at my schedule, Momma. Soon, I hope. Okay? Love you.” He hung up and tossed his phone onto his bed, pulling his shirt off and heading to his walk in closet. His jaw was tight and he felt anger coursing through him, as he slid clothes around on the rack, deciding what to wear. Finally picking something, he got dressed and headed back out into the living room where Gina was standing at the kitchen island overlooking the living area.
She was tapping away at a laptop, a serious look on her face. Her jet black hair was pulled up into a tight bun and missing any streaks of color it once had. She was wearing a pencil skirt and linen blouse, topped off with stilettos. As he walked in, she glanced up at him and then let o
ut an exasperated sigh.
“What the hell are you wearing?” She smacked her hand down against the counter, sounding irritated.
“What do you mean?” Logan said, sighing and stopping in his tracks to look up at her.
“I put the outfit for tonight on the back of the closet door. Can you please go put that one on, we really don’t have time for this.” She rolled her eyes at him and then went back to typing.
“This outfit is fine, I’m wearing this.” He grumbled and she looked up at him again, fire in her eyes now.
“Seriously? Damn it, Logan, who is your manager? Who made you the star that you are today? Was it you? Was it your mom? No, it was me. So, if I say to wear a different outfit, don’t you think I have some inkling as to what I am talking about?” Gina was almost shouting at him as she clicked her heels across the floor, walking over to him with her hands on her hips.
“Ugh, fine, Gina. Yes, I know you did all that but I’m not an idiot. I can pick a damn shirt.” He muttered.
“Can you please just go change, Logan? Don’t you think you owe me at least that?” Gina glared at him and gestured to her side. Logan followed her hands and thought of the small scar on her skin beneath her blouse and all that it implied. He sighed, feeling guilty, and headed back toward the bedroom.
THE END
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ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
Sand & Clay was the first piece of myself that I released into the world. I loved Logan and Caroline, but my writing was lacking a lot. Over the last year, I have developed and grown thanks to the help of editors, proofreaders, beta readers, my wonderful husband, and every critical review and feedback that I have received. I thank you all for that, because now with a more refined skill set, I am able to bring you the Logan Clay that I love and know.
As I continue to develop this series and the characters in it, I have to say thank you to the readers who loved Sand & Clay so much that they inspired me to create this series and to bring you Logan’s Story. You supported me before anyone even knew my name and that is a very touching sentiment to me.
Special thanks to my beta readers, Heidi Ryan, Jennifer Pierson, Destiny Wright, and Beth Hurly. An even bigger thanks to my wonderful editor, Michael Burhans, for polishing this story for you. Also, to my assistant, Holly Morales, for putting up with an insane amount of crazy and always being there for me!
Thanks to all the fans that just helped me hit 11,000+ Facebook followers and 1,000+ Twitter followers, those numbers just shock me! Every time I get an email or message from a fan, it means more to me than you will ever know. I am so overwhelmed by the support that I have received from readers, bloggers, and even other authors in the Indie and Traditional writing community.
Lots of love to my WARS women (Writers and Authors of Romantic Suspense) for being the coolest group of chicks I have ever met! Thank you to Pepper Winters, LP Dover, CJ Omololu, and Rachael Van Dyken for giving me tireless amounts of advice and help! You all are such great friends and I adore you so much!
Last, but never least, thank you to my wonderful husband. None of this would be possible without him. I wouldn’t be writing or following my dream without his encouragement, love, and support. I love you so much, Justin, and I can’t wait to marry you again in September!
Table of Contents
PROLOGUE
CHAPTER ONE
CHAPTER TWO
CHAPTER THREE
CHAPTER FOUR
CHAPTER FIVE
CHAPTER SIX
CHAPTER SEVEN
CHAPTER EIGHT
CHAPTER NINE
CHAPTER TEN
CHAPTER ELEVEN
CHAPTER TWELVE
EPILOGUE
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