Page 8 of My Perfect Valentine

“Got it. I have one around somewhere.” He grins and I get all flutterpated once again.

“Oh, one more thing,” Logan says.

“Yeah.”

“This.” Logan grabs my waist and pulls me into his body. Heat envelopes me as he drops his mouth onto mine and kisses me. Stunned, I stand frozen until Logan licks my bottom lip, asking for me to open for him. Without resistance, I drop my jaw a little and Logan’s tongue dives into my mouth and taps against mine.

This is my first kiss, ever, with my biggest crush, and I don’t think this’ll ever happen again, so I wrap my arms around his neck and embrace the kiss. I moan, and Logan’s grip on my waist tightens.

Everything about his kiss is magical, and I feel it all the way down to my toes. It ends far too quickly for my liking.

We’re both breathing a little erratically, but still holding each other in our embrace.

“There, we had our first kiss. Now it won’t be awkward when we’re around others. To be believable, we can’t be uncomfortable from touching each other.”

For a millisecond my hopes are high, and then crash and obliterate before me. He’s right. This is for the ruse, not because he wants to kiss me.

“Thank you, you’re right. And thanks for making it so I don’t have to think.” I giggle, because if he said anything I would’ve panicked and the kiss wouldn’t have been as perfect as it had been.

Logan smiles, and steps back. “Okay, well, I’ll see you tomorrow, girlfriend.”

“Right. I’ll see you tomorrow, boyfriend.” I laugh and stumble to get into my car. His kiss makes me more weak-kneed than I thought.

Logan grabs me. “You okay?”

“Yup, good. Until tomorrow.”

Chapter 6

Logan

Addie is gorgeous inher soft pink dress with her hair swept up, revealing her neck. It takes every ounce of my control from stopping myself from stooping down and kissing along her skin. She's so beautiful. My beauty.

After our kiss yesterday, I can’t stop replaying it over and over. The way she molded herself to me, and allowed me to discover her, has me aching since then. It makes me wonder what she’d let me do while I search over her whole body.

My cock grows a little stiffer and I struggle to tamp down those thoughts. It’s not smart to be sporting a heavy erection while at this impressive gala where I’m meeting her parents.

Addie’s wrapped around one of my arms as I escort her into the party, and the place is decorated up to the nines. For a smaller community, this gala can compete with anything in the bigger cities.

“If I forget to say this to you later, thank you so much for doing this,” Addie says.

I smile and take in how beautiful she is. “You’ve thanked me a hundred times already. You’re good. Now, how about we enjoy ourselves?”

Addie’s shoulders relax and she gazes up at me a little calmer. “Yeah, you’re right. Let’s have a great time.”

Several people say hello to Addie, and she introduces us. Everybody adores her and I know why — she’s amazing. Then Addie stiffens and on instinct I move in closer, as if I can shield her from everything with my body.

“You okay?”

“Um, yes. It’s my parents. They're heading over.”

I nod and move my hand to her lower back and stroke my thumb back and forth in a soothing gesture.

“Addison, you look lovely, dear. I have to say, it’s bold to wear that color. Black is better suited for you.”

I’m the one to stiffen now, as I can’t believe the backhanded compliment from her mother.

“But the pink suits your complexion.”

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