High-Sided (Armed & Dangerous #3)(51)

Donnie shook his hand and laughed. “I bet. You raced hard out there.”

“Are you coming to the celebration party on Monday?” I asked.

He snorted. “You’re damn right, I am. I’m not gonna let your father have all the fun without me.” We hugged goodbye, then he joined his riders on the other end of the bar, who sat talking to Miller, Trey, and Daniel.

I waved at them before disappearing to the elevators.

Once the doors shut us in, Logan pulled me in close. “What do you want for your birthday?”

I shook my head. “I have everything I want. But I wouldn’t mind spending it with you.”

His lips brushed against mine. “That can be arranged.” He kissed me again, but the elevator doors opened. I was way past ready to get to the room. When we got to the door, he stopped me from opening it. “Something was bothering you tonight. I could tell it had to do with Sean. What did he do?”

I held my breath and stared at him, completely at a loss for words. “He didn’t do anything,” I whispered.

His gaze narrowed. “If he didn’t, then who did?” I fumbled with the room key and looked down at it. Logan lifted my chin with his fingers. “Tell me, Kassie.”

Sighing, I met his stare. “When I asked him how he felt about you, Sean said if you hurt me again, he would kick you off the team and make sure you never rode ever again. It got me thinking about what you said. So I asked him if he meant physically hurting you, and he got upset. I could see it in his eyes.”

He groaned. “Kassie . . .”

“Wait, here me out,” I blurted, placing a finger to his lips. “You don’t know him like I do. He would never hurt you, because he knows it’d hurt me. I trust him, Logan. I wouldn’t have agreed to let him be my partner if I didn’t.”

“So what are you asking me?”

“I want you to back off Sean, and put your focus somewhere else. Whoever you’re looking for is not him. Trust me, please. I doubt he’ll even speak to me now.”

He snorted. “We both know he’s not going to stay mad at you forever.” Taking my hands, he gently rubbed his thumbs across my skin. “As much as I want to believe he’s innocent, I still have a job to do. It’s nothing personal, Kassie. Please tell me you understand.”

As much as I wanted to fight him on it, I couldn’t. Sean was innocent and I would have to wait for him to see it. I squeezed his hands. “I understand,” I assured him.

A small smile spread across his lips. “Good. Now what’s my surprise?” he murmured heatedly.

I licked my lips. “You’re about to find out.”

When we got to the room, he opened the door and pulled me in, capturing my face in his hands. He wasn’t smiling, or goofing around like his usual playful self. He was nothing but serious as he looked at me, the intensity taking my breath away.

Brushing his fingers over my cheek, he let them slide down my skin, until they stopped over my heart. It beat harder and he smiled because he could feel it. That was when he took my hand and placed it over his heart. The second I touched him, I could feel his pulse thumping away.

“This is what you do to me, Kassie. Every time I see you, every time you touch me, I feel like I’m going to go insane. I can never get enough of you. Even last night, after you fell asleep, I wanted to wake you up and make love to you again. You’re constantly on my mind, and when you’re not around, I fear something’s going to happen, or that over time, you’ll get tired of my lifestyle. You don’t know the kind of darkness I have to deal with or the kind of things I see. It changes people.”



With my heart beating out of control, I licked my dry lips. “It doesn’t matter,” I whispered the words. “I know you’ve killed people and seen terrible things, but I’m not going to let it scare me. I love you, Logan. Nothing is going to change that.”

Sighing, he leaned over to kiss my lips softly. There was nothing soft about the man before me, but deep down, he had the biggest heart of anyone I knew. “I am so f*cking in love with you,” he murmured against my lips.

I slid my hands up his chest to hold his face. He was my first love, and I wanted him to be my last. Smiling, I bit my lip and let my hands trail to the top of his pants, where I slipped my hand inside and gently grabbed his growing cock. It didn’t take him long to get rock hard once I started massaging him, leaving me barely any room to move my hand.

“Are you ready for your surprise?” I asked.

He groaned. “You have no idea.”

Sliding my hand out of his pants, I grasped the hem of his shirt and lifted it over his head, letting it fall to the floor. Next, I unbuttoned his pants and with a light push, they fell down his legs. He kicked them to the side, along with his shoes.

“On the couch,” I commanded.

Doing as I said, he situated himself on the brown leather couch, while I got down on my knees and rubbed his thighs. He kept his gaze on me, but when I spread his legs so I could move my body between his, his eyes got darker . . . almost possessive. I loved seeing that look in his eyes, like I was his and no one else’s. It was the way I felt about him.

Gripping the top of his boxers, I slowly lowered them down, but Logan had to lift his butt so I could slide them down his legs. His cock laid thick and heavy on his stomach, making my insides ache.