Logan leaned back in the well-upholstered seat of the luxury jet, the expensive engines a muted hum in the background. He allowed himself a brief look at her, enjoying the image of her relaxed body.
I'm sending Rebecca with you.
Craig's words still echoed in his head. It had taken every bit of discipline to keep his face blank and simply nod. Did he want her with him? Oh, fuck, yes. He wanted her in Montana with him. By his side. Next to him. In his bed.
Not on the assignment sheet, Tanner.
But he couldn't ignore the fact that from the moment he'd met her, when he and Sophia landed in Maine, his cock had been sending him messages. And the more he worked with her, the more he got to know her, he realized it wasn't just lust that was gripping him. Although that was certainly a big part of it.