He stands to his full height and puts his hands in his front pockets. “He completed his last mission for Walker. He’s my partner with Stronghold Security, and you’re our first case.”
“Case? I’m not a case,” I tell him.
He comes toward me and puts an arm around my shoulders as the doorbell rings again. “Sis, please. Just do this for me. I can’t leave knowing you are in trouble. Zach is my best friend, and he will protect you.”
I pause, and Logan walks with me to the front of the house. All I can do is stare at the door and think that Zach Campbell is on the other side. I want to throw up. Heck, I may just pass out. I come to a halt right before we get to the door. “I don’t think this is a good idea. Please, Logan, I’m begging you. There has to be another option.”
He lifts his chin and lets out a breath. “Sis, I never tell you what my missions are. I don’t ever want you to worry, but I’m also not allowed to tell you all the details.” He shakes his head. “What I can tell you is this is a big one. It’s dangerous, and it’s out of the country. I don’t know how long I’ll be gone, but I do know that it’s going to help me if I know Zach is here with you.”
And just like that, I know I have to go along with this. I don’t want to because it’s going to be really embarrassing. It’s like I get around the man and make a fool of myself. I want to stomp my feet and refuse to do this, but I know I can’t. I clench my eyes shut, and when I open them, there’s no hiding the worry from my voice. “I love you, Logan Brody. I’ll go along with this even though I don’t think it’s necessary, but I need you to promise me that you’ll come home.”
He hugs me tightly. “I promise, sis.”
As soon as he pulls away, he opens the door. I can’t stand here. I’m not ready to face Zach Campbell. As my brother greets Zach, I’m gone, almost sprinting through my house back to the kitchen. I need to bake. That always makes me feel better.
CHAPTER 3
ZACH
The door opens, and I’m holding my breath, excited to see Skylar. It took me no time to pack, and the rest of the time I spent watching more of her videos.
Fuck, she’s amazing.
I hurried over here, wanting to see her, to hear her giggle and watch her bite her lip when she concentrates. But instead of seeing Skylar, I’m looking at Logan.
He looks worried, and my stomach drops. “What is it? What’s wrong?”
He ushers me inside. “Nothing. She took it as well as I expected.”
“But she agreed,” I insist. There’s no other option. I’m not leaving here.
He nods. “Yeah, she agreed.”
I drop my bag by the door and look around. When I pulled up to the small house with the white picket fence, my heart started to race. In the past, I would have been freaked out by the cozy feeling this place invokes in me, but not today. No; right now, I feel at peace.
I look around her home, and it’s a perfect reflection of her. The lighting is soft, throws tossed over the back of the couch, stacks of books, warm wood, and it smells of vanilla and cinnamon. Every bit of it wraps around me and fills me with a warmth I haven’t felt in a long time.
“Where is she?” I ask.
Logan looks around the empty living room. “Uh, probably in the kitchen. That’s where she spends most of her time.”
I look at him expectantly, and he turns. “Come on.”
I follow him through the house feeling incredibly tense. I want to shake my hands to try and calm myself. As soon as we walk into the kitchen, I see Skyler, and I can’t look away. She’s even morebeautiful in person. Her brown hair is in a knot on the top of her head, just like it is in most of her videos. Seeing her here in person, I want to reach out, undo the knot, and let her hair fall down around her shoulders.
She’s staring at me with wide blue eyes, and I take a few steps closer. “Hey, Skyler.”
She lowers her eyes to the dough in front of her. “Hello, Zach.”
Logan looks between me and his sister. “Uh, I’m sorry to run, but I have a plane I need to catch.”
Skyler pulls her fingers out of the dough and walks over to the sink. She has her back to us as she washes her hands, and I let my eyes travel down her body. Her curves draw me in, and I put my hands together in front of me to hide my growing arousal.
Drying her hands, she walks into her brother’s waiting arms. As they hug, Logan kisses the top her head and whispers, “It’s okay, sis. I’ll be home before you know it.”
She sniffs and pulls away, nodding her head. “You better.”
He grips her shoulders. “I will.” He gestures to me. “Please do what Zach asks you to. Let him do his job.”