Page 172 of Sin Bin

“Really? You’ve been crushing on her since you were a kid.”

“But she could never be my Jupiter.”

Her insides dissolved like honey as she turned her head to stare at him over her shoulder.

He gazed back at her, his eyes heavy lidded and glittering. He was so sexy and intense he made her breath catch.

“Ever since I started playing professional hockey,” he said huskily, “I’ve been secretly fantasizing about looking up into the stands one day and seeing your face. I know you probably couldn’t tell, but having you at the game tonight was like a dream come true.”

His poignant words melted her to the bone. “I’m so glad I was there,” she said softly.

“So am I, cariño. So am I.”

She settled back against him, smiling when he cuddled her closer and began crooning softly, “Fly me to the moon. Let me play among the stars. Let me see what spring is like on Jupiter—” He kissed her cheek “—and Mars. In other words, hold my hand. In other words, baby, kiss me….”

As he nuzzled her hair, she sighed blissfully and grinned. “You have a nice voice.”

“Think so?”

She nodded. “Do you enjoy listening to Sinatra?”

“Sometimes.” He chuckled. “Gino Roselli loved Sinatra.”

“What Italian mobster doesn’t?” she joked.

“True.” There was a note of nostalgia in his voice. “They were always playing Sinatra songs at the casino. Every time I hear one, I remember playing poker with Mr. Roselli while Sinatra crooned away in the background.”

Meadow smiled quietly. “Sounds like a good memory.”

“One of the few.” Arm draped around her, he rubbed his thumb over the arch of her collarbone, sending tingles through her body.

She took another sip of champagne and tipped her head back, savoring the tickle of bubbles in her throat. “Mmm. Good stuff.”

“Don’t get drunk on me,” Logan murmured against her ear. “The night is still young and I’m just getting started with you.”

“Oh my,” she breathed, her nipples puckering against the warm water.

“I haven’t been with another woman since you came back into my life.”

She was shocked. “Really?”

“Really.” He sucked her earlobe and ran a fingertip down her bare arm, raising goose bumps. “I don’t want anyone but you. Especially after tonight. You rocked my fucking world, Jupiter.”

She felt a surge of feminine power and smiled. “You definitely returned the favor.”

He rasped his thumb over her nipple, causing her to arch with pleasure. “The things I wanna do to you, querida…”

A shiver of arousal pulsed through her sex. “I hope you brought enough condoms.”

“I’ll have to buy some more tomorrow.” He slowly traced her areola. “If we run out of condoms tonight…are you okay with that?”

She bit her lip, then nodded. “I’m on the pill. Have been for years.”

He nodded. “I always use protection—”

“Always?”

“Always,” he assured her. “I don’t take any chances. I just got tested last month. I’m clean. I can email my results to you if you want.”

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