Chapter 17

They talked for a few more minutes, and by the time Logan rejoined him on the couch, Bailey close behind, he had hung up.

“She said to tell you ‘hi,’” Shawn told him.

“You said I was here?”

Shawn shrugged. “I don’t want to lie to her.”

Logan nodded. “I get that. Okay. Great. She knows I’m over here.”

“Well, she knows you’re our new neighbor, nothing more. We’ll have to take things slow with her. I get that you and I have decided to move fast, but I can’t take the chance with my daughter. For now, we’ll have to say you’re just our neighbor, okay?”

“Totally understand—and agree.”

They settled in to watch the movie and Shawn rested his hand on Logan’s thigh, slowly moving up until he brushed his cock.

“You don’t have to be shy, Shawn. If you want to touch me, touch me. I’m kind of addicted to your touch already.”

Shawn trembled as he stared into Logan’s eyes. “I want to…”

Logan cupped his chin. “To what? What do you want to do?”