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anyone, it's in female form."
Logansat staring at the far wall. He'd have to mull over the new feminine
face of God later. Right now, he was still trying to come to grips with the
shift in his perception of James.
The entire decade he'd known James, he never saw him on a date or even out
with friends. He glanced at James with a purposely stern expression on his
face. "You know, I never saw you take any of the female groupies off by
themselves, and I'll admit I did wonder a time or two about you. I was
starting to think you were sweet on me. Glad to hear you were just pining for
a female with sexy black wings."
And I'm jealous as hell that Ariel loved you.
James laughed. The first truly happy sound he'd made since enteringLogan 's
room. "Don't get me wrong. I will always love Ariel. She was my first taste of
love, after ail. But I found someone after her who I loved even more. Someone
I would walk through fire for, or even defy God Herself. But unfortunately, I
didn't realize that until I'd lost her.
"I've had more life than any man has a right to ask for, and I've had my
share of good fortune. I just want to make sure you have the time to live
yours."
CHAPTER FOUR
Fear marched upLogan 's spine in icy little pinpricks. The enclosed space of
the cabinet pressed close around him along with the smell of the softener his
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mother always used in the laundry. He rubbed his face against the velvety
softness of his mother's best bath towels and tried to curl into a more
comfortable position. But it was hot inside the small cabinet, and he wiped
his sweaty palms on his pajama bottoms.
Confusion and fatigue warred inside him, and he scolded himself when a yawn
forced itself out. He'd promised he would stay awake until his mothercame for
him.
His mother had grabbed him out of bed and shoved him in the linen cabinet,
telling him to be as quiet as possible and to cover up with the towels and
sheets so no one could find him but her. That seemed like ages ago, and he was
afraid something had happened.
Fear still pricked at him, but concern for his mother had him peeking out of
a thin gap in the cabinet door to make sure no one was in the hallway. He
crawled out, careful to leave the door open in case he needed to dive back
in,then crept out into the hall to the head of the stairs.
Voices angry voices cut through the night and his blood iced over as he heard
his mother whimper. He turned to run to her and the smell of cinnamon
permeated the air.
He looked up and saw a beautiful blonde man reaching for him. And when the
man's hand touchedLogan 's head, all his pain and worry melted away.
Then he was in bed, and someone warm and soft pushed the hair back from his
face. She smelled like vanilla and her hand against his face felt like heaven.
A sense of peace and comfort infused him. Next, he saw a beautiful brunette
walking toward him, her large wings billowing around her, her eyes beckoning
to him. Another whiff of vanilla permeated his senses andLogan opened his
eyes.
Deep blue eyes, the color of the sky before a storm stared back at him. There
was concern etched in them, but also a sweetness that called to him.
His mind was fuzzy, and he knew the woman before him couldn't be real. She
was too lovely, too perfect. The full mouth beckoned to him, so he reached up
to take. He noted the quick look of shock when he pulled her under him and
delved into those soft lips. He took for only moments before she melted
against him and twined her arms around his neck.
Her kisses were tentative at first, but then she gained confidence and
explored on her own, causing the urgency to ignite between them.Logan pressed
his body fully against her soft curves and his fingers itched to touch and
possess. The silky brush of her soft shirt and jeans against his naked skin
sent erotic shivers through his body, and impatience had him slipping a hand
under her shirt and cupping her lace-covered full breast. She moaned into his
mouth and his erection hardened to the point of pain.
She writhed under him, her busy hands exploring his back and pulling him
tight against her. He cupped the weight of the breast in his hand, and then
traced his fingers down along the rounded curve of her hip. An urgency to
buryhimself deep inside her gripped him.
Slowly, the realization that there was a real woman writhing underneath him
percolated into his blood-deprived brain.
Ariel?
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He'd fantasized about these curves from the moment he first saw her.
He held a slice of heaven in his arms and wanted to treasure every second.But
grabbing her while coming out of a recurring childhood nightmare wasn't a
great way to start something like this.
He tried to savor one last kiss before pulling away, but then she wrapped her
long fingers around his throbbing erection and sent all his best intentions
soaring out of his head. He heard his own gasp and then his chains of control
strained almost to the breaking point. He clawed at her clothes until she was
completely bare. His body demanded he plunge inside her softness, but he
pulled back and turned his attention to savoring every luscious curve.
When he took one full breast into his mouth, she gasped and held his head
close as if she never wanted him to stop. Her nipple pebbled against his
tongue, and he teased her with a light graze of his teeth until she whimpered
with need. He moved his attention to the other breast until she was panting,
and he knew she wanted to explode.
She tasted dark and exotic, enticing his senses and scattering his
thoughts.Logan trailed his hand down slowly to cup her and then slipped one
finger inside. Immediately, his head swam as need slammed into him. Wet heat
clamped around his finger and Ariel bucked against him searching for release.
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