Waiting For Forever (Beautiful Surrender, Part Four) (7 page)

"You'd think my father assaulting my mother and her
decision to keep the product was the most horrible secret she had
to carry around." Logan shifted his gaze to meet mine. "But it
didn't compare to the one that landed me in the system. She tried
to kill herself because she couldn't stand to look at me."

I gasped, covering my mouth in horror. "Oh, Logan,
I-" Words failed. I couldn't even fathom what walking around with
that must have done to him as a kid. He talked about not having a
lot as a child, being bounced around in the system and being picked
on by his classmates. It was too much for him to bear. Too much for
anyone to bear.

The tears wouldn't stop coming. I
didn't know what to say, how to make it better. So my heart broke
for him. And he was the one holding
me
as I sobbed, stroking my hair,
whispering that it was going to be okay.

Once I could draw a breath without my whole body
shaking, he took my face in his hands. His gaze drew over every
inch then he kissed my lips. I straddled him, our bodies fitting
together effortlessly.

"I thought I was doing myself a favor by keeping
people out, because the alternative was gut-wrenching pain. But I
couldn't stay away from you. I couldn't keep you at a distance. My
past helped shape me into the man that I am. I can't promise we
won't have bad days; that we won't have days when we both just want
to take the easy route out. I can't promise it will be easy. But I
can promise that I will never let you forget that you're the best
thing that's ever happened to me."

We kissed like I didn't have snot practically oozing
out of my nose; like my eyes weren't bloodshot, like I wasn't a hot
mess. We kissed like love was the reason for existence. We kissed
like we were making up for every kiss wasted on everyone that came
before. We kissed like we had forever, and forever started now.

We almost didn't hear the buzzing coming from the
foyer, but there was no missing the buzzing combined with Logan's
phone going off, sending vibrations through my thighs.

He gave me one last kiss and pulled it from his
pocket. I stayed in his lap, peppering kisses up and down his neck
as he made a groan that was equal parts approval and annoyance at
whoever was on the other end.

"This is Logan." His hand was stroking my back, but
he stopped, a frown on his lips. "If she's not on the list, why are
you calling me? You're the head of security, handle-" Logan nearly
forgot me altogether, moving to leap to his feet before he mouthed
an apology. I hopped off and he rose, his voice rising with him.
"She said she works for Delilah?" His eyes narrowed suspiciously.
"What's her name? What does she want?" Whatever the man was saying
was just making him more angry, so he just shook his head, growling
into the phone. "Just send her up."

He tore the phone away, dropping it on the couch as
he straightened his shirt and brushed his hair from his eyes. He
looked at me, almost pulling a fast one when he told me it was no
big deal.

"What's wrong?" I asked, dread burning my throat.
"Who is it?"

"Delilah's assistant, Mackenzie." His nostrils
flared. "She said it's about the baby."

I gripped his hand, squeezing it supportively. "I'm
right here."

The elevator signaled that she'd arrived, the doors
parting. The girl standing before us looked too young to be
assisting anyone. She had a cherubic face that was only amplified
by her exaggerated makeup, jet-black hair, halter top, leather
pants, and sky high heels. When she saw Logan, she looked like she
was going to vomit. Or run for cover.

"It's okay," I called out to her.

Her Bambi eyes flicked in my direction, then back to
Logan. She took a worried step forward, debating going back
downstairs or following through with what brought her to Logan's
doorstep.

Her voice was high pitched and shook with her visible
nervousness. "No one else knows I'm here. And if she knew I was
here she'd-” Mackenzie made a slicing motion across her throat.

"Look," Logan advanced, his tolerance level
officially tapped out. "You're going to tell me or-"

"Babe," I said softly, trying to calm him down before
the poor girl passed out.

He looked at me, drawing a breath before he faced
her. His demeanor changed, his voice becoming more accommodating.
"You're safe here. Mackenzie, right?"

She nodded, her bottom lip quivering.

"Okay," he added a smile for good measure. "Just tell
me what's on your mind."

She looked at me and I gave her a nod.

Her shoulders slumped. "You're going to be pissed. I
told her nothing good would come from it, but she just loves you so
much." She lifted her eyes to meet his and set fire to everything.
"The baby's not yours, Logan."

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The Beautiful Surrender Series

Waiting For You (Beautiful Surrender: Part One)

Waiting For Me (Beautiful Surrender: Part Two)--May
2014

Waiting For Us ( Beautiful Surrender: Part
Three)--July 2014

Waiting For Forever (Beautiful Surrender: Part
Four)--August 2014

Waiting For Always (Beautiful Surrender: Part
Five)--September 2014

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