Page 104 of Seven of Hearts

I nodded.

“Multiple times a day?” she pressed like she couldn’t quite believe it.

“It’s preferable to me passing out every time I have to prick my finger.”

Her eyes turned misty. “He’s a man of his word. He promised me that he would do everything he could to take care of you.”

I glanced at the seven of hearts card that I had framed and hung on the wall. Maybe it was more than a lucky number seven.

Luck was simply a pleasant happenstance. But Logan was intentional. With that single playing card, he had promised me that he would do better.

At the time, I hadn’t been entirely sure what that meant. But now, I did.

“He really loves you, doesn’t he?” Mom said wistfully.

I had never doubted it. But every day since that promise, he gave me evidence that he was a man of his word.

He had worked on himself and met me in the middle to carve out a life that was uniquely and purposefully ours. He prioritized me in ways that I had never felt in any other relationship—romantic, platonic, or filial.

And maybe that’s how I knew that it was meant to be, regardless of the road that brought us to this place.

“Yeah,” I said as I rested my arms on top of my belly. “He loves us.”

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LOGAN

“Merry Christmas, baby.”

I opened my eyes to find Leah in a red velvet slip that was trimmed in white fur. A satin bow in matching crimson tied beneath her breasts and sat on top of her belly like a present I wanted to unwrap.

I sat up in bed and laced my hands behind my head. “Is this my Christmas present?”

Her giggle was mischievous as she did a sexy little walk across the bedroom floor. Leah slid onto the bed, straddled my legs, and draped her arms around my neck. “Do you like it?”

I hooked my finger in the loops of the bow and tugged until the triangles of fabric covering her breasts fluttered open. “Ten out of ten on the wrapping, but what’s underneath is my favorite.”

Leah cupped my cheeks and kissed me. Her mouth tasted like peppermint and hot chocolate.

“How long have you been up?” I said against her lips as I tilted my head and dipped in for seconds.”

Her scarlet lips curved up in a devilish smirk. “Long enough to look pretty for you.” She brushed her hair over her shoulder, making it cascade in big, soft waves—the way it had the night our lives changed.

I slipped the thin straps off her shoulders and ghosted my hands over her breasts. “You always look pretty for me, honeybee.” I leaned forward and buried my face between her tits, licking and kissing across them.

Leah pouted. “I’m supposed to be givingyoua present.”

“And I’m enjoying it,” I said as I grazed the swell of her breast with my teeth, making her shiver in delight.

Her teeth sunk into her lip and she let out a whimper. “I had something else in mind.”

“Oh yeah?”

She nodded as she slowly backed up and pulled the covers away from my waist.

Holy shit...Watching Leah peel down my boxers was a fucking sight to see. Those ruby lips were my damnation as she wrapped her hand around my cock and guided the head into her mouth.

“Fuck—” I sucked in a sharp breath as pressure and warmth pulled at my dick. The back of my head hit the headboard with a distinctthunkas I tried to keep myself from coming immediately.

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