Page 320 of Sin Bin

The driver had turned down a gravel road lined with hundreds of tea lights glowing in the dusky spring evening. Ancient towering cottonwoods framed a small lake. The trees twinkled with fairy lights and white paper lanterns that flickered like fireflies. The lights reflected in the lake water, giving the scenery a magical aura of fantasy and romance.

A tidal wave of emotions flooded Meadow’s heart as she stared out the window. This was where Logan had brought her the night of their motorcycle ride. This was his secret spot.

The girls were watching her with smiles. “Recognize this place?”

She nodded, not trusting her voice.

When she saw Logan standing at the end of the road, her heart slammed into her chest and tears rushed to her eyes. “Oh my God…”

The driver followed the path of lights and slowed to a stop, then climbed out and opened the rear door. The girls spilled out first. Meadow followed on shaky legs, tears misting her vision.

Logan stood waiting with Hunter, Reid, Viggo, Dubinski and Dmitri. He wore a dark suit without a tie, his white shirt open at the neck. The fellas were dressed similarly, standing behind him like his reinforcements. Or groomsmen.

When he started walking toward Meadow, everyone else faded into obscurity. It had only been two weeks since their breakup, but it felt like an eternity. An excruciating eternity.

He came to a stop in front of her, his dark eyes roaming over her face. When he spoke, his voice was a quiet rumble. “Do you remember this place?”

She nodded slowly, staring into his eyes. Every part of her ached for him.

“This is where we had our first kiss,” he said huskily.

“I know,” she whispered, flooded with memories of that stolen kiss under the glowing moon. Seemed a hundred lifetimes ago.

“I wasn’t the same after that night,” Logan confessed. “I couldn’t stop thinking about you. Couldn’t stop wanting you, needing you. And you know what? Nothing’s changed. I still see your face when I wake up and I dream about you when I sleep.” He reached inside his shirt and pulled out a small clay pendant that hung around his neck—the pendant she’d given him when they were children.

He held it up to her. “I used to wear this every day, nestled against my heart. It made me feel closer to you. And it gave me hope that you were out there somewhere just waiting for me to find you.”

Her heart swelled to double its size. “Oh God. Logan…”

“I miss you so fucking much, Jupiter. I’m dying without you. Please tell me what I have to do to get you back in my life.”

Tears glistened against her eyelashes. “Logan—”

“I’m sorry for hurting you and betraying your trust,” he said with fervent urgency. “I wasn’t thinking clearly the day of my father’s party. I was blinded by my hatred for him, and I let that hate dictate my behavior starting from the moment we boarded his plane that morning. I lashed out at you and rejected your support. I shut you out even though you’ve always been there for me. I swear to you on my life that nothing happened between me and Chantal. But I was dead wrong for letting her kiss me. I was wrong to think, even for one fucking second, that hurting my father mattered more than keeping my promise to you. You don’t know how many times I’ve wished I could go back and change what happened that night. But I can’t. All I can do is tell you how truly sorry I am and ask your forgiveness.” He gripped her upper arms as his eyes bored fiercely into hers. “Please give me another chance, Jupiter. Let me prove to you that I can be the man you need me to be.”

She wiped trembling fingertips across her wet cheeks. “I’m scared,” she confessed in a broken whisper. “I’ve been scared for so long, it’s become part of my DNA.”

“I know, cariño,” Logan said with raw emotion. “We’re both scared and battle-weary, and we have a lot to overcome. But there’s no doubt in my mind that we belong together. If you let me, I’ll spend the rest of my life proving it to you.”

Meadow stared into his glittering eyes and knew that he meant every word. Lowering her gaze to his chest, she reached out and gently took the pendant in her hand. It felt like it had its own pulse, beating in time with hers.

“I know we belong together, Logan,” she said in a tear-raspy voice. “I don’t want to be apart from you anymore. So, yes, I forgive you. Wholeheartedly and without reservation.”

He searched her face wonderingly, as if he were afraid to believe what he’d just heard. “You’ll give me another chance?”

Throat thick with tears, she nodded. “Yes.”

He stared another moment and then laughed, throwing back his head and releasing the exultant sound to the dusky sky. Then he hugged her as if he would never let her go, his powerful chest heaving with emotion against hers. She hugged him back and turned her face to his neck, breathing in his scent that she’d missed so damn much.

He pulled back and slid his fingers between hers, joining their hands as he gazed down at her. “You still love me?”

“I could never stop loving you, Logan. I’ve loved you more than half my life.” Her lips quirked. “It seems that my poor heart is set on having you, come hell or high water.”

His face broke into a broad, delighted grin. Then he picked her up and swung her around, making her laugh joyously.

He set her down and framed her face with his palms, staring deep into her eyes. “I love you. I don’t know how not to.”

She smiled. “That’s a good problem to have.”

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