Chapter 25

I cleaned up in the guest bathroom rather

brainlessly. It wasn’t until I was out of the shower that I

realized that I wished I hadn’t washed. I wanted Logan’s scent on

me, but now it was gone.

Under the sheets, I lay there staring at the

ceiling. I had finally made love to Logan White, and now he was in

the arms of another man. My heart jumped back and forth between

elated and broken. A fast beat, and then almost none at all. I

wanted the pace that Logan and I had shared. I tried to remember it

as I drifted off to sleep.

***

I woke up somewhere around eight. My sleep had been

brief—hard and fast, the sleep of final mental exhaustion, when you

have finally thought yourself into a tired mess and then just

collapsed. But now I was awake, and I couldn’t bring myself to

leave the room, or even the bed for that matter. I had no idea what

I might face once I saw Logan and Stefano, and I was terrified to

find out.

The idea that making love to Logan had meant