Page 74 of Two Sticky Nuts

He opens his mouth, then shuts it. Then he opens it again, followed by another shut.

“What?” I prod.

“I was going to tell you that Carter isn’t and hasn’t been part of my life for years, but that would be a lie. Even in his absence, he’s been a thorn in my side. The pain he’s caused my mother by refusing to see her pissed me off every day.”

“So he’s with you no matter what.” I was right.

“Yes.”

“Then you see why you and I can’t work. He’ll be part of your life and therefore mine.” I pause, spinning a little. “It’s kind of ironic, dontcha think? Carter might be right about us being soul mates, but we’ll never know.”

“So you think we could be soul mates?” Logan says. “If it weren’t for him?” he adds.

I bite my lip. “I think I felt an immediate connection with him that I couldn’t explain. And the more I got to know him, the further away that explanation got.” I sigh. “Until I met you and felt it all over again. Times a hundred.”

Logan slides his hand over mine and squeezes. “I need to go to the bathroom.”

“Not really the response I was looking for.”

Logan leans towards me and presses his lips to mine. My body lights up with heat and tingles.

He pulls away. “It’s time for the final test.” He gets up, stepping over my lap, and heads to the bathroom up front.

Oh. Oh!I look around at the other passengers. No one is paying attention to us.

I slowly rise and make my way to the tiny bathroom. I go inside and lock the door.

Ten minutes later…

Sweaty and flushed, I sit next to Logan, trying to catch my breath in first class. I’m still feeling the effects of my orgasm.

“Well?” I say, looking ahead. “Did you get your answer?” Without all of the other crap going on—such as Carter’s and Sofie’s lives on the line—I completely gave in to the moment of Logan inside me. I’ve never come so hard or wanted anything more than him. Even if it’s one more day, I’d take it.Except for one thing…

“Yes,” he says, “I got my answer.” He smiles. “I’m definitely in.”

“But, Logan, I need to tell you something.”

“Yes, you hate Carter. You don’t want him in your life. But I can’t control what he does.” He threads his hands through the hair at the nape of my neck. “I can only control what I do, and I need to see where this goes.”

Hearing Logan say that he’s all in triggers major doubts about my stance on Carter, but he’s not the only problem.

“Here’s the thing, Logan, I want to be open-minded. I really do. But the reason I knew my feelings for you were different than what I felt for Carter is because the moment I met you, I knew I wouldn’t be able to share you. Not ever. I didn’t feel the same way about your brother.”

“You’d rather let me go than let me do my livestreams?”

I give it some thought. I don’t want this to end. “I’d rather solve a problem.” I push my mouth to his and kiss him like I mean it. I want him to know I’m all in, too. “But you’ll have to trust me.”

“All I ask for is a good woman to trust, so I can give her my heart. From there, my life is hers, and she is my life,” he says poetically.

I cover my mouth.

“What? Too cheesy? It’s from a poem I wrote in college.” He looks embarrassed. “I know it’s a little corny.”

“No.” I cover his hand. “I mean, yes, it’s corny, but I love it. It’s just, Carter said it to me once. He said it like a man speaking from his heart.”

“Yeah, well, wouldn’t be the first time Carter stole something.”

I should’ve known those weren’t Carter’s words.

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