Nadine's POV I need something to flush Logan out of my system. I’m not afraid to admit that he owns my heart in a way I can’t explain. Despite my efforts to stay away and be mad at him, I find myself craving more.He has a way of invading my space, and it’s becoming suffocating. If I don’t get a release soon, I might lose it.But I know I have to stay sane for my son. There are so many things I haven’t achieved yet.With that in mind, I decided to go to the club today. I need to let loose, dance, and drink if only to forget that one incredibly sexy guy is my baby daddy—and was once my husband.Thank goodness we’re finally free to date and sleep with whoever we want now that the contract is out of the way.Rosa has put Shawn to bed, and I’m grateful I won’t have to answer questions about my whereabouts tonight.I slip into a short gown that falls well above my knees, style my hair, and apply makeup, giving myself smoky eyes and bold red lips.I take a good look in the mirror and feel
“If you’re going to the club dressed like that, then I’m coming with you.” I turn to him sharply. “You will go with me, Logan, what?”He falls silent, not saying anything. “Answer me, Logan. You will go with me as what?” I hate being in this mood, especially with him. I know he’s as stubborn as a goat and won’t back down unless I give in to his demands.But giving in is the least of my worries. I hope he understands if I choose a different approach—talking to him like the adult he is.I swallow hard and close my eyes, my hands forming fists as I try to suppress the anger bubbling inside me. I need to stay sane to get away from Logan.Slowly, I open my eyes and find him staring back at me. I can see regret in his eyes, along with emotions I can’t quite name.I search his gaze, trying to understand the pain underneath his familiar eyes. Is he feeling guilt for how he’s treated me, or is it something deeper? Taking a deep breath, I try to ground myself. This isn’t just about us anymore
The past few weeks have been a wild ride, just as I expected. I've spent more time at my flower shop and squeezed in several dates.Some of them? Total snooze-fests. They drone on about themselves—their accomplishments, their families without ever asking what I want.One guy bragged so much that you'd think I was lucky just to be sitting across from him.Another couldn’t stop talking about his mom and his pet, which screamed a red flag from a mile away.Logan’s been away a lot, but he still checks on Shawn when I’m not around, always making sure to send flowers. This time, though, he didn’t come by in person to place the order.But his absence is obvious even Ava can't stop talking about the gorgeous man who ordered flowers which I know she is referring to Logan Even Shawn has noticed, asking where Logan’s been. I just shrug, unsure of the answer.He followed up the flowers with a sweet message that had me grinning from ear to ear.Lately, I’ve been exploring more—going on dates, unw
Logan's POVI keep tabs on her, my men tracking her every move. But tonight feels different. I'm told that she’s going on a date with Chris Meyers, the kind of guy who can charm his way into anyone’s heart. I know he won’t stop until he has Nadine under his spell, and the thought twists my heart with disgust, a sharp pang of jealousy tightening my chest.Even from afar, I sense her unease. Her eyes darted around, searching for someone, anyone, watching her. Little does she know, it’s me.Kelly, my brother Lucas’s girlfriend, is nearby. Lucas has been pushing me to meet her, and as soon as he steps away to take a call, I know it’s my moment to move closer.When I point at Kelly as my date, I see it in her eyes—she’s ready to tear her apart from miles away.Returning to my seat, I feel Nadine’s gaze follow me, tracking my every move. When she finally stands, I slip away, quietly following her.She heads toward the restroom, and I follow, keeping my distance as I move discreetly in the
Nadine's POV I'm still reeling from Logan's sudden appearance and departure. My heart was racing, and my body trembling with desire. How does he do this to me? I feel like I'm trapped in a web of longing, unable to escape.The way he touched me, his fingers tracing my skin, sending shivers down my spine. His eyes, burning with intensity, seeing right through me. And that whispered question, 'What do you want?'... It's as if he knows I'm powerless against him.I try to shake off the feeling, telling myself I'm on a date with Chris, but Logan's presence has awakened something deep within me. I can't deny the connection between us.Chris... poor Chris. He has no idea what's going on. I feel guilty, about using him as a distraction from Logan. But Logan's games are exhausting. Why can't he leave me alone?As I return to the table, Chris notices my flushed cheeks and asks if I'm okay. I force a smile, trying to brush it off, but he sees right through me.'Everything alright?' he asks, con
"Nadine," he calls my name, and my knees go weak. I can’t help myself; I lunge at him, pressing my lips to his. He swings into action immediately, without hesitation, as if he’s been waiting for this moment. What does this man do to me? He kisses me back, matching my intensity, pouring as much desire into the kiss as I do.I know this man. His presence etches itself into every part of my being. I can’t stay sane without him. I know it sounds cliché, but it’s the damn truth. He owns me, and I’m sure he feels the same. My encounter with Chris is a wake-up call, reminding me to hold on tight to what I have. Rosa’s words echo in my mind, even if she thinks I didn’t hear: I shouldn’t let a good man slip away.“Oh, Nad,” he whispers, his hands roaming over my body, cupping my butt. I wrap my legs around him, keeping our lips locked.He carries me to the couch, laying me down gently before finally pulling away.“What the hell, Logan?” I snap, frustration bubbling up like a child denied th
I pour a drink into my glass, lifting it high. "Cheers to finding Mr. Perfect!" My voice bubbles with excitement, the smile on my face bright enough to make Sydney roll her eyes.She doesn’t approve of my wedding to Jake, which is set for tomorrow."Don’t you think you’re rushing things? He proposed less than six months after you met," she says, her tone cautious.I know she's worried, but she can’t see what I do. “Sydney, I love him. Don’t you understand? When Jake looks at me, it’s like every part of me lights up. I’ve spent my life dreaming of a fairytale, and with him, I’ve finally found it. He’s my prince.”She shakes her head. “Whatever you say. I just hope you’re not making a huge mistake. There’s something off about him. I can’t put my finger on it.”“Oh, Syd,” I sigh, trying to brush off the tension. “You’re just being your usual, practical self.”"Nadine, I'm serious. Something feels... wrong. And you’re moving way too fast.”Her words twist something deep in my chest, making
The plan to expose Jake and Nathalie brings a smile to my face. I’ve swapped the original wedding video with the video of their private moment. I discreetly made a video of them yesterday. The guest gasps seeing Jake and Nathalie's intimate scene playing on the screen. I turn around to see everyone's reaction. Jake’s eyes widen in disbelief as he stares at me. He’s speechless, his mouth hanging open. Nathalie, too, looks horrified. "You... you did this?" she asks, in a trembling voice.I smile calmly and whisper, "I did."As I watch everyone’s reactions I feel guilty already for causing the joyous occasion to turn sour.I gather my gown in my hands and run out of the venue. But as I flee, I suddenly stop when I feel a gaze piercing through me. A man stands in the distance, his eyes locked on mine, a sly smile tugging at the corner of his lips. His presence is unsettling like he’s seeing right through me."Nadine!" Sydney calls out, snapping me back to reality. I tear my gaze away f
"Nadine," he calls my name, and my knees go weak. I can’t help myself; I lunge at him, pressing my lips to his. He swings into action immediately, without hesitation, as if he’s been waiting for this moment. What does this man do to me? He kisses me back, matching my intensity, pouring as much desire into the kiss as I do.I know this man. His presence etches itself into every part of my being. I can’t stay sane without him. I know it sounds cliché, but it’s the damn truth. He owns me, and I’m sure he feels the same. My encounter with Chris is a wake-up call, reminding me to hold on tight to what I have. Rosa’s words echo in my mind, even if she thinks I didn’t hear: I shouldn’t let a good man slip away.“Oh, Nad,” he whispers, his hands roaming over my body, cupping my butt. I wrap my legs around him, keeping our lips locked.He carries me to the couch, laying me down gently before finally pulling away.“What the hell, Logan?” I snap, frustration bubbling up like a child denied th
Nadine's POV I'm still reeling from Logan's sudden appearance and departure. My heart was racing, and my body trembling with desire. How does he do this to me? I feel like I'm trapped in a web of longing, unable to escape.The way he touched me, his fingers tracing my skin, sending shivers down my spine. His eyes, burning with intensity, seeing right through me. And that whispered question, 'What do you want?'... It's as if he knows I'm powerless against him.I try to shake off the feeling, telling myself I'm on a date with Chris, but Logan's presence has awakened something deep within me. I can't deny the connection between us.Chris... poor Chris. He has no idea what's going on. I feel guilty, about using him as a distraction from Logan. But Logan's games are exhausting. Why can't he leave me alone?As I return to the table, Chris notices my flushed cheeks and asks if I'm okay. I force a smile, trying to brush it off, but he sees right through me.'Everything alright?' he asks, con
Logan's POVI keep tabs on her, my men tracking her every move. But tonight feels different. I'm told that she’s going on a date with Chris Meyers, the kind of guy who can charm his way into anyone’s heart. I know he won’t stop until he has Nadine under his spell, and the thought twists my heart with disgust, a sharp pang of jealousy tightening my chest.Even from afar, I sense her unease. Her eyes darted around, searching for someone, anyone, watching her. Little does she know, it’s me.Kelly, my brother Lucas’s girlfriend, is nearby. Lucas has been pushing me to meet her, and as soon as he steps away to take a call, I know it’s my moment to move closer.When I point at Kelly as my date, I see it in her eyes—she’s ready to tear her apart from miles away.Returning to my seat, I feel Nadine’s gaze follow me, tracking my every move. When she finally stands, I slip away, quietly following her.She heads toward the restroom, and I follow, keeping my distance as I move discreetly in the
The past few weeks have been a wild ride, just as I expected. I've spent more time at my flower shop and squeezed in several dates.Some of them? Total snooze-fests. They drone on about themselves—their accomplishments, their families without ever asking what I want.One guy bragged so much that you'd think I was lucky just to be sitting across from him.Another couldn’t stop talking about his mom and his pet, which screamed a red flag from a mile away.Logan’s been away a lot, but he still checks on Shawn when I’m not around, always making sure to send flowers. This time, though, he didn’t come by in person to place the order.But his absence is obvious even Ava can't stop talking about the gorgeous man who ordered flowers which I know she is referring to Logan Even Shawn has noticed, asking where Logan’s been. I just shrug, unsure of the answer.He followed up the flowers with a sweet message that had me grinning from ear to ear.Lately, I’ve been exploring more—going on dates, unw
“If you’re going to the club dressed like that, then I’m coming with you.” I turn to him sharply. “You will go with me, Logan, what?”He falls silent, not saying anything. “Answer me, Logan. You will go with me as what?” I hate being in this mood, especially with him. I know he’s as stubborn as a goat and won’t back down unless I give in to his demands.But giving in is the least of my worries. I hope he understands if I choose a different approach—talking to him like the adult he is.I swallow hard and close my eyes, my hands forming fists as I try to suppress the anger bubbling inside me. I need to stay sane to get away from Logan.Slowly, I open my eyes and find him staring back at me. I can see regret in his eyes, along with emotions I can’t quite name.I search his gaze, trying to understand the pain underneath his familiar eyes. Is he feeling guilt for how he’s treated me, or is it something deeper? Taking a deep breath, I try to ground myself. This isn’t just about us anymore
Nadine's POV I need something to flush Logan out of my system. I’m not afraid to admit that he owns my heart in a way I can’t explain. Despite my efforts to stay away and be mad at him, I find myself craving more.He has a way of invading my space, and it’s becoming suffocating. If I don’t get a release soon, I might lose it.But I know I have to stay sane for my son. There are so many things I haven’t achieved yet.With that in mind, I decided to go to the club today. I need to let loose, dance, and drink if only to forget that one incredibly sexy guy is my baby daddy—and was once my husband.Thank goodness we’re finally free to date and sleep with whoever we want now that the contract is out of the way.Rosa has put Shawn to bed, and I’m grateful I won’t have to answer questions about my whereabouts tonight.I slip into a short gown that falls well above my knees, style my hair, and apply makeup, giving myself smoky eyes and bold red lips.I take a good look in the mirror and feel
Logan's POV I regret giving Nadine the contract termination because right now I'm in a terrible place.I avoid going back to the house, not wanting to see her face, which haunts me with every step I take.Asher has been kind enough to let me stay at his place, but after a week, it’s getting old.“You have to get your act together and go home,” Asher says, with frustration in his voice. “You can’t just think about yourself. You have Nadine and your son, Shawn, to consider.”“Don’t you think I know that?” I snap. “I can’t bear the thought of seeing her face, knowing I hurt her.”“But you want her back, right? You want to make things right after that contract you both signed?”“Yes, Asher.”“Then grow up and go win her back. How do you expect to do that while you’re holed up here at my place?”I take a deep breath, the weight of his words sinking in. “I just don’t know how to face her,” I admit.Asher leans back, crossing his arms. “You have to start somewhere. You can’t keep running aw
My jaw drops, and my eyes widen in shock as I glance between Shawn and Rosa, unable to form a single coherent word. I see the concern mirrored in both of their eyes as I stare at the object in Rosa's hands.“W-where did you get this?” I stutter, turning fully to Rosa, desperate for an explanation.“Mr. West stopped by and said I should give it to you,” she replies.“Oh? That’s... thoughtful of him,” I manage to say, reaching out as she hands me the flower.It’s the exact flower Logan ordered at the shop. The scent is unmistakable—so strong, I thought it had followed me home from work. All this time, I had convinced myself the flower was for some random woman he was seeing. The idea had left me grumpy, my mood spiraling into a headache that drove me to leave work early. But now, the truth is staring back at me—the flower was meant for me all along.My heart skips a beat, and my mind floods with a whirlwind of thoughts, none of them lingering long enough to make sense. I glance back at
Suddenly, I start to feel grumpy, and I can’t quite explain it. Maybe it’s the sight of Logan ordering flowers for someone else, or maybe it’s the headache that’s slowly building behind my eyes. Either way, I know I need to leave the shop and get home.“Hey, you all take care. I think I’m coming down with a headache and need to get home to rest,” I say to Ava, trying to keep my voice steady.She gives me a concerned look. “Oh no, I’m so sorry! Please take all the time you need. We’ll manage Petals and Bloom just fine.”I nod. “Thanks, Ava. I know I can count on you guys.”With that, I step out of the shop. The cold breeze sweeps across my face, and I shiver at the sudden chill. The cool air helps, but not enough to lift the heaviness pressing on my chest. The tension in my body begins to ease, but my mind is still wrapped up in thoughts of Logan and everything I’m desperate to forget. I walk slowly, my steps feel heavy, with the thought frustrating me with how much they still affect