And when she wriggled her panties off and took him inside her sweet, sweet body, he knew he could never get enough of this.
It was almost seven in the morning. Courtney lay on her side, her legs pulled up, her cheek resting on her clasped hands, as she stared at Logan as he slept. She’d been awake for almost an hour. Another side effect of pregnancy nobody had warned her about. Even in the second trimester her sleep was disrupted by sudden wakefulness in the middle of the night, followed by a three a.m. walk to the bathroom that happened like clockwork.
And now she was wide awake, her mind whirring as she thought about last night. Her worries about pulling Logan away from the one thing he loved, and the sweet sound of his words as he told her he chose her over everything else.
His job. His home. His city. His friends.
It still weighed heavy on her. Because the truth was, he wouldn’t be returning to Hartson’s Creek if it wasn’t for her and this baby. She felt guilty, and afraid that he’d decide he’d made the wrong decision. Sure, he said he hadn’t, but who knew how he’d feel in a year’s time when they were knee deep in dirty diapers and somebody had to walk out in the snow to feed the chickens?
He was cool. Sophisticated. The city to her country. And she couldn’t help but feel like he was sacrificing so much more than she was.
She sighed heavily. Logan’s eyes flickered open and his gaze fell on her. “Hey,” he said, his voice sleepy as he spoke. “What time is it?”
“Almost seven.”
He stretched his arms over his head, the action making the sheets fall to his waist. And yeah, she might have ogled a bit.
Or a lot.
“Can’t you sleep?”
“I’m usually starting work by now. Or at least feeding the chickens.”
“Do you think they know you’re not there?” He was a little more awake now, though his voice was still thick.
“Yep. I’ll pay for it tomorrow. Hester doesn’t like change. Luckily, she has a soft spot for Ellis. That’ll soothe the sting.”
“Do you think they’ll let you leave them again soon?” he asked.
“Why?” She gave him a curious smile. “I wasn’t planning on going anywhere for a while.”
“I was hoping you could come to the opening night of the restaurant. As my plus one.” He turned on his side, his face a breath away from hers. “I know it’s asking a lot, but I really want you here.” His lip quirked. “It’s my last big thing in Boston, I guess. Gray’s hired a private jet to fly them all here. I could ask him to save you a seat.”
Her chest tightened. She’d felt so out of place at the tasting yesterday. But he really wasn’t asking a lot. Not compared to what he was giving up. “Yeah,” she told him, nodding. “Let me check with Ellis, make sure that he can cover me again.”
“Have you thought about how you’re gonna juggle working at the farm once the baby arrives?” he asked her.
“I don’t know? Have you thought about how you’re going to juggle the baby with whatever plans you have?” She gave him an arched smile.
“Touché.” He grinned. “I guess we can work that out together.” He reached for her, sliding his finger along her cheekbone. “Doesn’t stop me from feeling a little jealous though,” he admitted.
“About Ellis? I promise I’m not sleeping with my ex-father-in-law.”
He laughed. “No. About Shaun. It’s hard knowing you’ll be working at the farm where you lived with him for all those years.”
“It’s my job,” she told him softly.
“I know.”
“And I don’t know what kind of impression you have of me and Shaun, but it wasn’t exactly marital bliss.”
He blinked as though it was new information. Granted, it probably was. She’d never shared much about her marriage with anybody. Not even Lainey. After Shaun died, it hurt way too much.
But Logan had put himself out there for her. He was giving everything up. She couldn’t let him believe the veneer she showed everybody else.
“I asked him for a divorce the night he died,” she admitted. “I don’t know if I would have gone through with it. And I never will now. But things were so bad between us. I wasn’t sure I could take much more.”
“Bad in what way?”