Logan’s POV Every time we talk, it’s the same. She brings up the contract as if that’s all there is between us. Each day I'm reminded of my selfishness. I made her sign it when I should have wooed her and fought for her like a man who knows what he wants. But after Samantha left me at the altar, I couldn’t bear the thought of more heartache. I needed something secure, something easy. I loved Nadine long before her wedding to Jake. I knew it was wrong, but desperation had me conspiring with Nathalie, pushing things to unfold the way they did. It wasn’t right, but my heart didn’t care about right and wrong.Now, I stand in front of her, watching her hesitate as she holds the envelope I’ve just handed over. Her eyes narrow in suspicion. I see it, and I know I’m asking a lot. But I have to try."Just open it, Nadine," I say.Her gaze stays locked on mine. Slowly, carefully, she lifts the envelope, her fingers grazing mine in the process. That familiar spark undeniable, electric surges
“Hello, Logan. Long time no see,” she says, her voice slurring just slightly, though she tries hard to stand steady. Her eyes darted around, as she swayed in her step. I know we have unfinished business between us. The last time we crossed paths, she’d threatened me—furious when those pictures of her tangled in bed with Elliot Jones surfaced.And then, it hits me. Elliot Jones... Elliot Jones. He’s Ethan and Mason’s brother. How did I miss that? The smallest, most crucial detail—suddenly clear.She glances over her shoulder, eyes looking around with unease, and my gut twists. Something is off. Instinct kicks in. “Are you okay?” I ask, stepping closer, in a low voice.She glances around again, with nervous energy. “Why wouldn’t I be okay?” she asks, in a tight voice, though she still scans the crowd.“Come here.” Without waiting for a response, I grab her arm and pull her outside, away from the lights and deafening music. We step into the cool night air, where the bass from the club
Nadine's POV I never know what to expect from Logan. After he hands me the contract termination, I’m left in a whirlwind of emotions. I don't know if I should be happy, scream, or just sit in silence. I walk away, with all of it heavy on me, making my chest tighten as I make my way to my room.Once in my room, I curl up in bed, trying to numb my mind. But thoughts of Logan keep coming to my mind, and each thought is more piercing than the last.I know I often talk about the contract like it was a mistake from the start, but now that he wants me gone, it feels like a part of me is being ripped away. My chest tightens, as if life itself is being squeezed out of me.What happens now? I realize I’ve been too dependent on others—first Ethan, now Logan. It has to stop. For two days, Logan didn’t come home. I call, but it all goes to voicemail, the silence is haunting.With a final resolve, I tell myself it’s time to focus on me and my son.I sit up in bed, pushing aside the blankets with
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
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
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
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
Nadine's POVThese past few weeks have been the best of my life. Shawn knows Logan is his dad, and it’s been a smooth ride. He sticks to Logan's side all day, and Logan, being the doting father, has no other obligation than to satisfy his son’s desires.Our dates are magical, and we’ve been on so many more since then. Logan spoils me silly, making every moment feel special. During one of our outings, he asked me to be his girlfriend, and I couldn’t care less about the label because I knew he wanted to woo me—that’s how he puts it.Logan’s family is eager for us to bring Shawn around so he can get to know his father’s side. I see pure love in their eyes as they bask in Shawn’s presence. Later, I find out that the blonde Logan pointed out at the restaurant with Chris is Lucas’s girlfriend. I feel a flush of embarrassment when I remember how I wanted to march up to her and stake my claim on Logan. Thank goodness I didn’t do that! I turn to Logan and playfully smack his chest. “Ouch!” h
Logan's POVI can’t get enough of Nadine. She’s like a soothing balm for my aching heart, and after giving her multiple orgasms, I feel like I’ve been on one hell of a ride.I want every part of her to bear my mark, so no man dares to come close to what is mine. I trail kisses over her body as she slowly opens her eyes. “No, not again, Logan,” she murmurs, feeling my erection pressing against her.I can’t count the number of times I’ve had an erection just from kissing her, and each time, it leads to amazing sex—an explosion of pent-up desire finally released. “I need to see my boy,” she whines, making her way toward the bathroom.I smile as I watch her. I want to see my boy too, but I dream of us being a family, all under one roof. Waking up each morning with Nadine by my side, peppering her with kisses and sending her into ecstasy before I head off to work. I imagine my son jumping up and down on my bed, trying to wake us up. The picture brings a smile to my face.Suddenly, I real
Nadine's POV.He pulls away and asks me a question I wasn’t expecting. Things are moving faster than I thought, but I know we’ve been avoiding our feelings for too long. We’ve both suffered in denial.“Go on a date with me,” he says softly, his eyes searching mine for a reaction. But I know I’m ready to take that leap of faith for us.I smile warmly, letting him see just how open I am to his request.“Of course, yes.”The smile that lights up his face is beyond ordinary, it’s captivating, pulling me in like a spell. He draws me closer and kisses me gently, and I savor the bliss that washes over me. Then it hits me—I need to call Rosa to let her know I won’t be home tonight.There’s no way I’m leaving here; I just want to stay in his arms all night.He notices the shift in my mood and asks, “What’s wrong?”“I need to call Rosa.”“Oh, how’s our son doing?” he asks, watching closely, testing if I’ll show any vulnerability.“He’s fine, but he wasn’t too happy with us leaving so suddenly.
I can’t believe what I just heard. My heart leaps with joy, pounding so hard I feel it might burst from my chest. “I’m right where I should be,” she whispers.It feels surreal. “Say that again, Nadine,” I urged, my face lighting up with happiness.“Oh, stop, Logan,” she replies, covering her face with her hands.Unable to contain my excitement, I scoop her up in a bridal carry and head up the stairs.“Drop me! I can walk by myself!” she laughs, but I can’t help my joy as I carry her with happiness.“Where are you taking me?” she asks, laughing.“To my bathroom. Remember that day you had your bath here?” She nods her head against my chest, a playful smile on her lips.I can’t seem to have a bath without thinking about that day. I kick the door open and step inside, gently lowering her to her feet under the shower.As the warm water cascades around us, I slowly start to remove her clothes, then peel off my own until we are both naked, feeling the heat envelop us.I take a moment to ad
He moves his hand down, sliding my pants aside, and finds my clit with his fingers. I shudder, arching my back as he continues to press deeper. He adds another finger, fucking me with it, but it doesn’t come close to satisfying the longing that’s consumed me for years. No amount of self-control can hold back the desire that surges through me.His fingers alone can’t quench my thirst. All I want is his dick inside me, filling me, while my clit clench around him.He slams into me with all the raw power I remember from our first night together, igniting a fire deep in me.That night is etched in my memory, and each time I use my toy, I picture him, as I thrust in and out reliving the raw connection I feel that reckless night.As he drives deeper, sensations flood back, every gasp, every moan, every brush of his skin against mine. I remember the way he looked at me, his eyes dark with desire, as if I were the only thing that mattered in the world.I think of how desperately I craved him
"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