Page 199 of Sin Bin

He watched as she picked up his protein drink, sniffed the glass and took an experimental sip. “Yuck.” Her nose wrinkled. “That’s nasty.”

He grinned. “If you don’t like it, why are you still drinking it?”

“Because I’m trying to eat more healthy.” She sipped. “And I wouldn’t mind losing a few pounds.”

“Don’t you dare. What the fuck?” His brows slammed together. “Why the hell do you think you need to lose weight?”

She sighed. “Just a few pounds—”

“Nope. No way.” He ran his hands up her legs, kneading her luscious thighs. “Ever since you got dressed, I’ve been trying to decide which is worse—you wearing these tight jeans or those sexy power suits to work. Either way guys are gonna be drooling over your body, which pisses me the fuck off.” He cupped her round ass with splayed fingers. “You’re perfect just the way you are. Believe me when I tell you that.”

She bit her lip, her eyes glowing with pleasure. “Well, I guess you set me straight.”

“Damn right.” He smacked her ass cheeks, then plucked the glass out of her hand and drained the remaining contents.

When he put the empty glass down, she looped her arms around his neck and nibbled his bottom lip. “Hmm. It doesn’t taste as bad on your mouth.”

He laughed. “Gee, thanks.”

She giggled, toying with the short hair at his nape. She was the only woman who could run her fingers through his hair and arouse him instead of repelling him. How could she not be the one?

“So what’re you doing after practice today?”

“I’m gonna go visit Davion.”

“Oh, that’s good,” Jupiter said warmly. “He gets out soon, right?”

“Yup. Three more weeks.” Logan grinned. “He’s been staying out of trouble. I want to encourage him to keep up the good work as he nears the homestretch.”

Jupiter grinned. “You’ve been good, too. You haven’t gotten into another fight since you made your pact with him. You kept your word.”

“I sure did,” Logan bragged, rubbing his nose against hers. “And what do I get for being such a good boy?”

Her eyes twinkled. “A clear conscience?”

“Hmm. I had something better in mind.” Waggling his eyebrows, he squeezed her ass.

“Oh, no, you don’t.” She clumsily scrambled off his lap, giggling as she picked up their dishes and headed for the sink. “We need to get a move on.”

He rose reluctantly. “You still have time. Cherry Creek is really close by. It won’t take you more than fifteen minutes to get there.”

“I know, but since I’m new in town, I want to give myself extra time just in case I get lost.” She turned on the water. “You should definitely leave soon. You have to be at the practice arena by ten, and it’s not exactly around the corner.”

“I won’t be late. I drive fast.” Logan came up behind her at the sink. “Leave the dishes. You already washed the others while we were cooking. Do you not see my dishwasher?”

She laughed. “Actually, your appliances blend right into the cabinetry, so they’re easy to miss. And I don’t mind washing the breakfast dishes. There aren’t that many so it won’t take long.”

As she set about her task, Logan smiled and circled his arms around her waist. She’d pulled her hair up into a high ponytail, giving him easy access to the delicate skin of her nape.

“You’re so soft,” he whispered against her neck. “So soft and sweet. I love the way you smell.”

He felt her shiver before she warned, “Don’t get any ideas.”

“What ideas? Can’t I cuddle you without having ulterior motives?”

“Yes, but the second I feel you getting a boner— See, there it is!”

He laughed. “Not my fault. You summoned him.”

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