Page 79 of Sweetheart

Well duh. Two somethings and one of those things was looking at Logan with amusement in his eyes. Was he silently laughing at Logan? Probably. He no doubt thought Logan was weird and dumb. Just like his birth pride had.

Logan quickly shook his head as he took several more steps back.

“Why don’t you come inside?” Dean invited. “I’ll give you your choice of anything in the display case. Free of charge.”

Oh! Dean had never offered that before. In fact, he hadn’t ever come outside and talked to him. Normally Logan was smart enough to run away if Dean started toward the door.

“I…” Logan shifted uneasily on his feet. The urge to run throbbing through his body.

“Come on,” Dean urged. “I promise I don’t bite.”

Bite? Why would Dean bite him? Logan frowned as Dean smiled with perfect white teeth. He didn’t even have sharp teeth. Logan had overheard Axel talking about Dean and how he was a mage. Didn’t that make him nearly human? Just with a little magic.

“I…” Logan didn’t know what to do.

Dean strode forward. He was several inches shorter than Logan, slimmer, but he seemed to radiate power and confidence. Logan wasn’t confident at all.

“There has to be something you’re craving,” Dean said. “I noticed you like to look at the displays.”

He nodded. It would be dumb to deny that. Not as often as he was busted staring inside the bakery.

“Come.” Dean wrapped a hand around Logan’s upper arm.

Logan moaned. The firm fingers wrapped around his flesh sent sparks of arousal down his spine. What would it be like to have Dean touch him all over? Logan shook the thought away. He couldn’t think that way.

Why were his feet moving as Dean urged him inside?

Oh! He was inside the bakery.

It smelled even better the closer Dean led Logan toward the treats. He’d been a good boy for so long. He hadn’t stalked the other man even though his lion was just as interested. Logan had tried to stay away.

“Do you have any allergies?” Dean’s voice was deep, alluring, exciting.

“No…no,” Logan mumbled.

“I know what your friends like but what is your favorite dessert? I made chocolate croissants this morning. They’ve been selling fast but I still have a few left.”

He should just take the offered treat and run far away. They were now right in front of the middle case. Logan tried not to look at the cupcake. The pretty pretty cupcake.

“Donuts? Cookies?” Dean asked.

Logan was shaking his head before he even thought to answer.

Dean stepped closer. He released the hold on Logan’s arm, which Logan regretted immediately, but then Dean’s shoulder pressed against Logan’s back. He shouldn’t push back. He really really shouldn’t… Logan pressed back.

Electricity ignited every nerve in Logan’s body.

“Cupcake?”

Logan whimpered.

“I got you,” Dean whispered. Then he was walking away.

Logan wanted to call him back. Missed the slight touch already. It had been like taking a long nap under his favorite tree with the sun shining down and warming his fur.

On the other side of the display case, Dean slid the door open. With long, slender fingers he reached for the prettiest cupcake at the front of the tray. Logan vibrated happily. That was the exact treat he’d been drooling over.

Dean pulled out the cupcake before sliding it into the small rectangular pink box. Even the box was pretty. Logan shuffled closer.

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