NadineI see Logan's concerned look, and I can't help but be drawn to him. But as much as I'd love to commit, I have to guard my heart to avoid getting burned again. My mind goes back to my discussion with Asher, and I wonder who Isabelle is. With the way Logan is pressing and asking now and then, I'm tempted to open up to him about my discussion with Asher. But I'm scared of driving a wedge between Asher and Logan. Logan could be many things - he might seem cool and understanding at first, but then take it the other way around.Logan's stare is making me uncomfortable as I eat. "You're making me nervous with your stares," I say. He just smiles and says nothing."I see you don't want to talk about your discussion with Asher," he says, resting his back on the couch. I can tell he's frustrated. I don't want him to feel bad about the whole thing, so I tell him, "There was nothing serious. We just talked about his daughter. I guess I got too emotional seeing the circumstances surroundi
Who could be interrupting my moment with Nadine? I curse inwardly as I move away from her to retrieve my phone.My heart beats fast in my chest when I realize it's Samantha calling. "What does she want?" I whisper to myself, aware that Nadine is watching my every move. I need to be careful; Samantha is many things, and I don't think I want to agree with what she wants from me.I swipe my phone to answer the call, getting straight to the point. "What is it?" I ask, not beating around the bush. I know I used to feel something for her before, but I guess it's all in the past. She dumped me at the altar, after tagging me along for so long. I thought she loved me; we were perfect together until I noticed she started drifting away. I asked her many times to know the reason, but she didn't tell me. I loved her too much to let go, thinking the love I had for her would overshadow whatever uncertainty she had about us, but I was wrong.On my wedding day, I was left alone at the altar, wait
I go to my room, making my way to the bathroom. I look into the mirror and notice my face is flushed. I smile at myself, thinking about my time with Logan. I can't deny the attraction we both have for each other. I want to guard my heart, but how can I when I love helplessly? That's always been my weakness. I think about my time with Daniel - the love was one-sided. He left me without closure, and when we met again at Logan's parents, it seemed he was in pain that I had moved on.I shake my head, dismissing the memories. I don't want to think about Daniel right now. Jake, who I thought was my fairy tale love, happens to be cheating on me with my twin sister. I see how happy they look together. The last time I saw them, they seemed so in love, while I was stuck in this complicated situation with Logan. Logan, on the other hand, has been sweet, but the thought of Samantha makes me hesitant to commit to him. I don't want to give my all to him, only to end up getting burned again.I
She slowly nods her head. I am stunned, wondering why she kept the secret from us. She looks everywhere but at me, fear evident in her eyes. It is enough that I have put her through so much stress, but seeing her in this state makes my heart bleed."Is Dad aware?" she cries even more. I step back, not knowing how to react to her tears. I guess she remembers something. "That's one of the reasons your dad hates me and doesn't want anything to do with me," she says, her voice choking with tears."Oh, I'm so sorry," I say, bringing her into a hug. "I didn't know about this.""So many things happened when I was pregnant with you guys," she continues, crying even harder. "My family had a business dealing with very dangerous people, and the only way they could repay them was by taking away my baby.""Before then, your father loved me so much. But after the incident, he couldn't stand the sight of me," she says, tears streaming down her face.She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herse
I am at a loss for words as he corners me, unsure of how to respond. He walks slowly toward me, looking at me as if I’m the only girl that matters.“I know I haven’t been the best at showing my emotions,” he says, his eyes never leaving mine. “But I want you to know that I care about you deeply and I want us to last.”My heart skips a beat at his words. Logan isn't the type to display his emotions easily, but when he does, it feels genuine. Despite my doubts about his understanding of love, his words squeeze a part of my heart tight in my chest.I nod, but he gently brings his lips closer to my ear. He nibbles on it and says in a low, intense whisper, “Gosh, I can’t get you out of my head. Feel this,” he says, pressing against me, “It throbs for you every time I think about you.”His words make my knees weak. I try to be cautious, resisting his allure, but it’s nearly impossible not to fall for this gorgeous man straddling me on his big bed. He moves his lips to mine, kissing me slow
Florence smiles softly, looking between Logan and me. I can tell she's amused. Her eyes twinkle with a knowing look as if she sees more than we do. “You must be making my grandbabies for you to look all flushed like this,” Florence says with a chuckle, pulling me into a hug. “Oh my, Nadine, it’s good to see you again.” She then steps inside, making herself at home.“Mum?” Logan calls out in surprise, scratching the back of his head. He realizes he’s been caught.Laura and Lily exchange a look of amusement before giving me sympathetic smiles. “Hi, Nadine,” they say, pulling me into their hugs.We all head to the living room. I glance at Logan, noting that his cold demeanor has returned.“What brings you all here?” Logan asks, slipping his hands into his pockets. His belt is still loose, and I smile, recalling the nearly naughty moment we were interrupted.“I came to see my son and his wife. Is that a problem?” Florence asks, glancing between Logan and me. I quickly respond, “Not at
His eyes are locked on me, and after his eyes roam my body, I feel my panties get wet. Gosh, this man has a way of eliciting reactions from my core.He steps closer with each determined stride, and my heart pounds with each step he takes. This feeling goes beyond the contract I signed with him, but I'll be damned if I don’t enjoy it while it lasts. He is down the steps now, my eyes locked on him, anticipating his next move.He brings me closer, my front colliding with his body. My knees turn to jelly from the effect Logan has on me. His eyes roam my face as he brings my lips to his and licks them in the most sexual way in a kiss. I feel weak in my knees as I relish the joy of the kiss, not minding if my lipstick will be smeared.A cough from behind startles us, and I place my hand on his chest. That seems to bring him back to reality as he releases his lips from mine and steps back, looking deep into my eyes. The feeling of his eyes on me is out of this world."Come on, love birds
My heart tugs in my chest as I think about my time with Logan. It was all a lie. From the onset, he had said no to falling in love, but being the lost puppy that I am when it comes to love, I fell hard for him. Now, watching him kiss another woman feels like a punch to my gut.I look closely and realize she is someone familiar. It’s the popular Samantha. Then it dawns on me that she is the one Laura was talking about earlier today, and Asher just minutes ago.I stare back at Asher. "You... you knew about this?" I ask, my voice stuttering.Asher looks everywhere but at me. I know he is consumed with guilt. "Nadine, I'm sorry. I tried to block you from seeing this, but I guess I was wrong."I turn my attention back to Logan and Samantha and realize he is looking at her with so much love and admiration like no one else matters except her. I doubt he ever looked at me like that. My heart tugs in my chest as I realize I am only temporary in his heart, and his heart belongs to someone else
As I turn to face him, my body stiffens, and my mind races with thoughts of what he might say. I hope it's not something that will break my heart. I try to compose myself, thinking of Shawn's needs first. "Please, I'll need to take care of Shawn, then I'll be back," I say, trying to sound calm."Can I carry him in my arms?" he asks, with emotion in his voice."Yes," I reply, but as I try to hand Shawn over, he clings to me like a lifeline. I couldn't force him to let go."I'm sorry, I'll need to go now, but I'll be back," I tell him, trying to reassure him as I make my way to take care of Shawn. I can feel his gaze on me, but I know I need to prioritize Shawn's needs right now.Part of me wants to turn back and confront whatever it is he wants to tell me.I focus on Shawn's tiny hands wrapped tightly around my finger, his big brown eyes looking up at me. I take a deep breath and push aside my worriesAs I care for Shawn, my mind swirls with a hundred thoughts. After finishing with his
I glance around the room, my heart pounds as I shift my gaze between Mum and Gabriel, trying to make sense of their argument or the secret they’re hiding.“Mum, please,” I say, my voice trembling. “What is going on? Can you just say it?” I gesture toward Gabriel. "I don’t even know this man, but if he can donate a kidney for you, he must mean something. Who is he? What does he want?"Mum meets my eyes for a second, then looks at Gabriel. Her lips press into a thin line as she squeezes her eyes shut. For a long moment, she’s silent, shaking her head slowly, as though wrestling with thoughts she can’t bring herself to say aloud.“Mum, what is this? Can you just say it and get it over with?” my patience wears thin. I can feel she has a secret she’s holding onto tightly.Before she can respond, a sharp, piercing scream echoes through the house. Shawn. He’s awake, and the absence of anyone around has startled him.Without a second thought, I dash to his room. He’s sitting on the bed, his
Nadine’s POVI toss and turn, barely getting a wink of sleep last night. But today is Saturday, and all I want to do is curl up in bed with my boy by my side. The thought of going back to my apartment exhausts me - I don't have the strength to face it. And honestly, I'm scared of unwanted guests showing up unannounced. My mind still reels from the near-attack at my apartment. All I crave is a peaceful day with my son, in the comfort of my mother's home. I need my coffee, so I quietly make my way downstairs to the kitchen, trying not to wake my son or mother, who I'm sure is still sleeping soundly in her room. Just as I'm pouring myself a cup of coffee, a sudden knock on the door startles me. I wonder who it could be, so I cautiously make my way to the door and slowly open it. On the other side, I see a well-dressed man around my dad's age, with a kind face and a warm smile. "Hello," I say nervously. "Hello," he replies, "I'm Gabriel, the kidney donor." His words take me by surp
Logan's POV As I watch, Ethan storms out of the house, his face thunderous. I know exactly what that means - the discussion between Nadine, and him in the backyard didn't go well. My mind starts racing with thoughts, each one tumbling over the other in a jumbled mess. I know I need to act fast, to be there for Nadine and Shawn. I can hear the panic in Nadine's voice, and my heart aches for her. In this moment, I wish we were a family - Nadine, Shawn, and me - united in our love for our child.But I know that's not possible, at least not yet. What I can do is make time for Shawn, to build a connection with him. I'm determined to make co-parenting work, no matter what it takes.I look at Nadine, I know I need to be careful. I shouldn't reveal too much to her, not yet. I'm not sure how well she can take it, and I don't want to add to her stress. So I'll bide my time, waiting for the right moment to share my thoughts and feelings with her. For now, I'll just be here for her, supporting
My front collides with his chest as I struggle to break free. "Just let me go, please. I need to rest."But Logan holds tight, his breath fanning my face, threatening to crumble my resolve. "Don't you want to get answers to your questions?" he asks.I try to steel myself, but my heart races at his words. And then he drops the bombshell: "Yes, someone is after your life."He says it so matter-of-factly like he's commenting on the weather. I step back, unsure how to react to this news. I need assurance, "You're lying, right?" my voice barely above a whisper.Logan's face softens, and for a moment, I see pity in his eyes. "Wait, this is true?" I ask, with alarm, as I finally grasp the gravity of the situation.He nods solemnly. "I wasn't lying when I said someone was after your life. I've had two attempts to uncover who's responsible, but both leads ended in dead ends."I'm stunned, my mind racing with fear. I shove my hands into my hair. "Oh my goodness!" I exclaim."My son, is he in
Ethan turns to me, "Are you two back together now?" I'm taken aback by the question, not expecting him to be so direct. I slowly make my way beside him and sit down, choosing my words carefully.I know Ethan doesn't need to know the intricacies of my relationship with Logan. His son deserves the chance to bond with his father without anyone interfering. I wouldn't want someone to deny my child that right, and I won't deny Shawn that either.Instead of answering his question, I turn the tables. "Are you aware that Sydney blocked all means for Logan to reach me?" I ask, studying Ethan's reaction, trying to gauge his emotions. He tenses for a moment, before turning to face me. His eyes narrow slightly, and I sense a hint of surprise, maybe even defensiveness. Ethan's expression turns defensive, with his voice rising. "Is that the lie he told you?" he retorts"Just answer my question, are you aware or not?"Ethan's voice grows louder, his words tumbling out in a rush. "Of what use is
I understand why Logan is upset, but we can't keep fighting like this. But how can we do that when Logan's still hurting from the past and Ethan's trying to insert himself into our lives? I feel like I'm stuck in the middle, trying to mediate between two men who both want to be involved in my son's life. I wish Logan could see that Ethan's not trying to replace him, but I know that's hard for him to accept right now. "What is he doing here?" Logan growls, his voice low and menacing.My mom appears, a nervous look on her face. "Logan, please calm down. This isn't the time or place."But Logan is beyond reason. He's seeing red, and I know I need to intervene before things escalate further.Ethan is playing hide and seek with my son, his laughter and smiles are rich compared to the anger he unleashed at the flower shop. I turn to Logan, his clenched jaw a visible sign of the anger he's struggling to keep in check. His eyes narrow, his gaze fixed on Ethan with disgust. Ethan's eyes l
He stays quiet for a while, collecting his thoughts before speaking. "It's been hell since you left New York, Nadine.”I interrupt him, my words spilling out in a rush. "Since I left New York or since you sent me out of your house?" I ask, in a bitter voice. "Do you think I'd want to be anywhere close to you here in America? I was happy when I was invited to Canada to stay, and that was one of the best decisions of my life. There, I had peace."Logan's eyes narrow, his face tense, but he says nothing, letting the silence stretch out between us. "I know I wasn't the best to you, I've spent every day of my life trying to right my wrongs. But when I saw the huge difference between your face and the picture I was sent, I knew at that time that I had behaved badly."He pauses, collecting his thoughts before continuing. "That's by the way, Logan," I retorted. "I wouldn't want to dwell on something that's a closed chapter in my life. But my question is, who prevented you from coming clos
I quickly step away, trying to put some distance between us. Logan tries to catch up, attempting to hook his hand around mine, but I'm not having it. I look at him warily, wondering if he's lost his mind thinking I'd willingly hold hands with him.I spot a taxi driving by and wave it down, trying to make a quick escape. Logan's caught off guard, and I take advantage of the momentary distraction to open the door and hop in.As I give the driver my destination, I turn around to take one last look at Logan. His face is comical: He looks like he can't believe I'm leaving him standing there in the rain.But as the taxi pulls away, I see Logan's expression change.I smile as I gaze back at the road. Ethan's sudden storm-off has me wondering where he went and why his demeanor changed so abruptly. I'm still reeling from his outburst - who wouldn't be? He had built this illusion in his head that we were married, and seeing it shatter when I declared my love for Logan was intense."Here, ple