Sam took Logan’s outstretched hand and allowed him to once again lead her to the dance floor.

“Do you know how good you look tonight?” He asked when he pulled her up against him, his hand going to the small of her back, just above the back hem of her dress. She’d spent days searching for the one dress that would take his breath away and based on the way he had reacted when he first saw her, she’d succeeded.

The black backless slip dress had a plunging neckline and a thigh high slit on the side, allowing her room to move, while exposing her thigh. The way his eyes continued to dart down to the exposed skin made said skin tingle.

“You can tell me again.” Sam said sweetly, running her fingers into the hair that rested just atop his collar.

“I can tell you so many things.” Logan whispered in her ear. “Like how I plan to strip you out of that dress just as soon as I can and ravage that amazing body.”

“Promises, promises.” Sam teased, her body tightening in all the right places. His voice sent chills straight through her. And despite the fact that she knew he kept good on his promises, Sam still anticipated every move he made. Since the night he proposed, the two of them had spent every waking moment with one another, aside from going to work.

He’d insisted that she move in with him, and though reluctant at first, Sam hadn’t been able to tell him no. Having been worried that she wouldn’t be able to live with another person, since she’d lived most of her life alone, except for with her parents, Sam had been pleasantly surprised at how easy their lives had become.

The day to day routine was the same, only she was able to spend every night in his arms, and wake up every day to his sweet kiss. Expecting some of the newness to wear off, they’d both been surprised at how much they still wanted one another.

“How’s Alex doing?” Sam asked as she twirled around, her eyes landing on Alex who was still standing against the wall, his gaze intent as he followed Ashleigh Thomas around the room.

“He’s got his work cut out for him, that’s for sure.” Logan said, turning his attention to the other man. “Now that Ashleigh’s back, I don’t think he knows what to do with himself.”

“Does he plan on letting her know how he feels?” Sam asked, turning back to Logan.

“With Alex, I don’t know. He’s had a hard on for that girl for as long as I can remember. Since she’s ten years younger, he seems to have an issue with the age difference.”

“Is that right?” Sam laughed. “I happen to like older men.”

Logan pulled her up against him in a possessive embrace. “You mean you happen to like an older man.”

“True. There is only one man for me, Logan McCoy.”

“Damn right.” He growled. “I wish we were anywhere but here right now. I’d make you strip out of that dress while I ravage you with my tongue.”

Sam sighed, her stomach muscles clenching. With Logan, he never ceased to share his every thought. Nor did he ever not affect her on some primal level.

God she loved this man.


Logan held Sam closer, breathing in her intoxicating scent.

She was the most beautiful woman in the entire room, and he wasn’t lying when he told her what he wanted to do to her.

Had they not been at a company function, he wouldn’t be above sneaking to some secluded area and stripping her naked just to see what she would do.

In the past few weeks, ever since she had finally given in to her desires, Sam had become wild. And he loved every fucking minute of it.

Since Luke was still AWOL, only keeping in touch by text every few days, Logan had been busy trying to keep her sated. Even Cole was missing in action. But, Logan was pretty sure they weren’t together, though he wasn’t sure why not.

Since the night at Luke’s house, both men had kept to themselves. Logan figured what happened that night had taken them all by surprise, yet he hadn’t realized his brother wasn’t able to come to terms with it.

Then of course, there was Ashleigh Thomas, the woman whose sole presence was pure torture for Alex. She’d come back to Dallas just a few weeks ago, and since that day, Alex hadn’t been the same. He’d shown up at Club Destiny once or twice, but not for his weekly rendezvous. No, he seemed to have distanced himself from every woman he had ever known. Though he didn’t appear to have the guts to go after the one he wanted.

Logan would be happy to tell him exactly what he should do, but he knew it wouldn’t matter. And it wasn’t his business anyway.

Sam leaned in closer, her teeth nipping at his ear and his cock stirred. “Be careful what you wish for.” He warned her. Company function or not, Logan didn’t give a damn about where they were. He was quite certain he could find them a little bit of privacy.