Page 254 of Sin Bin

“I certainly can.” She beamed at them. “God bless you both.”

“Same to you,” they chorused.

As the old woman shuffled away, Meadow shook her head at Logan. “Why didn’t you let me correct her assumption?”

“I don’t know. I guess I didn’t see the harm in being mistaken for a family.” He tightened his arms around her, whispering into her hair, “Maybe someday we will be.”

Her heart turned over. She pretended not to hear the last part.

They fell into a contented silence, watching Cam dart around the arcade with his new pack of friends.

They left about an hour later, arms loaded with all the toys and trinkets Cam had selected. As they drove out of the parking lot, he let out the happiest sigh and declared, “This was the best day ever!”

Logan and Meadow shared a tender smile.

The next time they glanced in the backseat, Cam was knocked out, his head lolling back and his mouth hanging open. They both laughed.

When they arrived at the house, Logan got out and helped her down, then opened the back door. Her heart melted as she watched him unbuckle Cam from his seat and gently lift him out of the truck. He tucked the sleeping boy against his broad chest and smiled at Meadow.

With her ovaries quaking, she gathered as many toys as she could and followed Logan up the walk. She unlocked the front door and led the way to Cam’s hockey-themed bedroom. When Logan laid him down on the bed, he mumbled sleepily but didn’t wake up.

Logan kissed the top of his head and whispered, “Goodnight, champ.” Then he stepped back and winked at Meadow. “I’ll get the rest of his bounty from the truck.”

She grinned and mouthed a thank-you. While he was gone, she carefully undressed Cam and put on his pajamas. Then she tucked him in, kissed his forehead and whispered tenderly, “Sweet dreams, Bear.”

She turned as Logan slipped back into the room and added the rest of Cam’s prizes to the pile in the corner. When the little boy stirred and mumbled something like “Hockey stick,” Logan grabbed the autographed hockey stick he’d given him and brought it over to the bed. Without opening his eyes, Cam hugged the stick like a teddy bear and drifted back off to dreamland.

After exchanging a wide grin with Logan, Meadow turned off the puck-shaped bedside lamp and tiptoed from the room, quietly shutting the door behind them.

“He really wore himself out today,” she joked, starting down the hallway with Logan. “He could probably sleep through a tornado right now.”

“Good,” Logan said with a lecherous grin. “That means he won’t hear you screaming my name through the walls.”

She laughed as he pulled her into his arms. “How can you possibly be up for sex after the exhausting day we had?”

His brow furrowed. “Is that a serious question? When am I not up for sex with you?”

“Good point.” She grinned, looping her arms around his neck. “I feel like a naughty teenager sneaking a boy into the house while my parents are away.”

His eyes gleamed. “Naughty works for me.”

“I bet it does.” She sucked his bottom lip, feeling him shiver before she stepped back with a mysterious smile. “Let me show you something.”

“Your bedroom?” he asked hopefully.

“Uh-uh. Not yet.” She took his hand and led him out the back door, tossing a mischievous grin over her shoulder. “Race you to the tree house!”

He laughed as she took off running across the large yard. He gave chase, making her squeal excitedly and run faster. He could have easily overtaken her in a single bound. But he let her beat him to the tree house, playfully swatting her backside as she clambered up the rustic spiral staircase.

He climbed after her, whistling in appreciation. “Very nice.”

She grinned down at him. “Stop ogling my ass.”

“Like that’s ever gonna happen,” he retorted with a laugh. “But I was actually talking about the tree house. This has to be the most tricked-out one I’ve ever seen.”

“I know, right? It was built by Aunt Rosalie’s architect friend. I think she wanted to compensate for moving Cam into a smaller house after the divorce.”

“Really?” Logan was surprised. “I like her house. It’s warm and cozy. Homey and inviting.”

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