I couldn’t hold back the tears anymore. Ethan’s kindness, even after everything I had put him through, was overwhelming. I had shut him out, thinking only of my fears and doubts, but here he was, focused on what mattered most—the baby.Ethan stepped closer, “Nadine, I don’t care about anything else right now. We need to make sure you and the baby are okay. That’s all that matters to me.”I wiped my tears with the back of my hand. “I’m sorry, Ethan,” I whispered. “I was so scared… of everything.”He shook his head, gently placing a hand on my shoulder. “You don’t have to apologize. We’ll figure this out together. But right now, we need to take care of you.”I nodded, realizing that maybe, just maybe, I didn’t have to face everything alone. I looked up and saw Sydney with an apologetic look as if she was sorry she couldn't stop him."Don’t worry, Syd, it’s fine. I’ll handle it from here," I said, trying to smile through my tears. I turned to look at Ethan as he moved closer. He rais
The ride to the hospital was comfortable. We talked about everything, sharing bits and pieces of our lives. It felt good to open up to him, though I still kept some sensitive parts of my past to myself. I wasn’t ready to share everything just yet.As he drove, I noticed he was steering with one hand. I don’t know why, but I’ve always found it kind of sexy when a man drives with one hand. His other hand held mine, and his face was full of smiles.Things were different with Ethan. He didn’t pressure me to open up more than I was ready to, and that made me feel safe.“How’s the flower shop?” I asked.“The flower shop isn’t the same without your presence.”“Oh, please, Ethan, stop exaggerating. I only worked there for a month,” I replied.“That one month was the best in years. It seems customers increased during your time there. They just wanted to come back and see your pretty face.”“Oh, Ethan, stop it!” I said, covering my face with my hands as his compliments made me blush.I could fe
I looked between the waiter and Ethan, wondering what could be causing Ethan’s tense reaction. The lady’s expression was indifferent as she asked, “What would the cute couple like for lunch?” She pulled out her notepad and poised a pen over it.“Grilled chicken wrap,” I said, looking at Ethan, hoping he would say something. But he seemed lost in thought.“Ethan,” I called softly.“Yes?” he replied, looking at me and then at the waiter. I noticed he tensed again when he saw her face. I wondered who she was and why she affected him so much.“Turkey and cheese sandwich,” Ethan finally said.The lady wrote down our order and walked away.As the waiter left, I couldn’t shake my curiosity about why Ethan seemed so unsettled. When I saw that the lady was out of earshot, I looked at Ethan with concern. “Ethan, are you alright?” I asked. He tried to brush it off, but I gave him a look that seemed to make him reconsider.“What’s wrong?” I asked, taking his hand. “Who is she, and why did she
Logan's POV Watching Nadine leave my room felt like a sword had pierced my heart. So, she and Asher had been sneaking around behind my back while I was away at work?In a rage, I stormed out of my room, and there was Samantha, standing close by. I looked at her skeptically—had she been expecting this? Was this her plan all along?The anger flared within me. "Get the fuck out of my house right now!" I shouted, my voice shaking with fury. Samantha flinched, but I knew her well enough to know she wouldn't back down so easily.Samantha straightened up, her fear quickly replaced by a cold, defiant look. She wasn’t going to be intimidated, not by me or anyone else. “Logan, you need to calm down,” she said with a steady voice.“Truth?!” I spat back, my anger still boiling over. “You think showing me some manipulated photos is the truth? You’ve been trying to tear us apart from the start, Samantha!”She crossed her arms, her gaze unwavering. “I don't know anything about any photo, or mayb
My eyes widened in shock as I stared at her. For two years, I’d thought I wasn’t good enough for her. I believed I was the reason she had cold feet at the altar.For two years, I lived with the guilt, thinking I wasn’t enough for her to stay. I loved her enough to propose, but now I learned she had known all along she was in love with another woman. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. "This is a joke, right?" I asked, unable to accept the truth.With her eyes still closed, she shook her head, tears streaming down her face.When she finally opened her eyes, her face was wet with tears. "I’m so sorry, Logan. I didn’t know how to tell you. I didn’t want to hurt you, but I couldn’t go through with the marriage knowing the truth."I felt a mix of anger and betrayal. "So you decided to humiliate me in front of everyone instead? You left me to deal with the fallout while you kept your secret?"She nodded, sobbing. "I know it was wrong. I should have been honest with you from the start. I
Asher's face went pale when he saw the picture. He looked at me, clearly troubled. "This isn't Nadine," he said quietly. "The woman in this picture is Isabelle Haines. Livia's mom.""Isabelle Haines? Why does she look like Nadine?" I asked, feeling a rush of confusion.Asher shook his head. "I don’t know. But Isabelle has a history of causing trouble. She must be behind this framing. She's been trying to stir up problems for a while."I stumbled back, my anger and regret overwhelming me. I had let Nadine leave because of my rage. I couldn’t believe I let my anger cloud my judgment."Livia's mother? That’s your daughter, right?" I asked, stepping further into the house.“Yes, Logan,” Asher said, pointing to a couch. “Please, sit down.”I sank into the couch, sweating despite the air conditioning. My mind raced as I tried to process everything.Asher looked at me, concerned. “What’s wrong, Logan? Is Nadine okay? I hope you haven’t done anything stupid because of this picture.”I couldn
"You can track her, right? I know you must have planted something to trace her whereabouts," Asher says, with a sharp tone I froze, caught off guard. "How the hell did you figure that out?""Because I know you, Logan, it's obvious you care about Nadine, but what the hell was Sammie doing at your place? You're such a pussy when it comes to her, and it pisses me off that she knows it, too.""Relax, man," I say, trying to stay calm. "I sent her away. I told him everything, why she left me at the altar."Asher stares at me, speechless for a moment, then finally mutters, "You're in deep shit, Logan. Your priority now should be finding Nadine. I won't forgive you if anything happens to her.""Watch it," I warn, my voice low. "That's my wife you're talking about."He rolls his eyes. "Do you even see her as your wife? Then why the hell did you let Sammie into your house?" I raise my hands in surrender, trying to defuse the situation. "Alright, alright. Let's just check the tracking device."
She pauses for a moment, clearly hesitant to continue. “I’m thinking of not talking any further,” she says.I give her a cold glare, which makes me bite my inner cheek. I love a good story.Zoey finally looks up, “we can’t be together because he’s my stepbrother.”I’m taken aback. “Oh my goodness, I’m so sorry. That must be incredibly painful.”Zoey nods. “Yeah, it’s been tough. I didn’t expect things to turn out like this. It’s like every time we get close, reality pulls us apart.”“I can’t imagine how hard that must be, but it’s clear you both care about each other. Sometimes, life just throws these curveballs.”“Yes, it is,” Zoey agrees. “I can feel that pull whenever we’re together. There’s something that always draws me to him, but then I remember he’s my stepbrother, and everything just falls apart.”“Tell me about it,” I say, genuinely interested.“I’ve consulted books and searched online to see if anyone has ever given in to such a love,” she explains. “I’m so sorry, Zoey,” I
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