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never even met me . Much too soon , sunlight slanted through the window . I’m sure the bir ds were singing their morning melodies, like the on es I recalled from my childhood .
I wanted to snuggle in for another few minutes, but t he smell of coffe e reminded me Logan had spent the night. I pulled my robe around me and followed the desire of my heart—a cup of coffee . A man in my kitchen—I could get used to this. Transfixed by his tousled dark hai r. I need ed coffee , now. My pulse beat double - time to a jazzy tempo .
“Good morning. ” He looked at me with that sexy l opsided grin of his. My hands flew to my cheek s , sure they’d flamed a beet red .
“C offee .” I pushed my fingers into my hair, my palms pressed against my temp les.
As I joined Logan at the table, h e scooted a plate of pastries toward me. “I surprised Julia and knocked on her back door—these are fresh from her oven. ”
“So much for no gossip ,” I snickered and rubbed Goldie with my bare toes.
“Julia understands.” He bit off a chunk of a cinnamon roll and washed it down . “ I need to ch eck in at the station. Maggie’s on her way here . ”
“I’ll be fine.”
“ Keep the doors and windows locked. I’ll take the front door key and lock it behind me . ”
“ W ho ever’s behind this was only trying to scare me. They haven’t made any actual thr eats.” We both stood and I found myself encircled in his arms. H e k issed the top of my he ad , and I tilted my face up , but he had already turned away.
T he door closed behind him . I inhaled and held the air inside my lungs to control my breathing . My phone vibra ted in the pocket of my robe : a text from Maggie . “ I’m outside.”
I went down and let her in. “ You’re here early.”
“I hope you have coffee, ” she said, as we made our way back up the stairs.
Moving Logan’s dirty cup to the sink, I replaced it with a fresh one for her . “Thanks for keep ing me company. I t wasn’t necessary.”
“ Our friendship didn’t end because you’re living here now. ” Maggie added a spoon of sugar to her cup. “ My brother’s hea d can be turned by a pretty lady , but no woman has threatened his heart—until now.”
“Logan … he’s... T he timing i s wrong. I can’t let my craziness infect his life.”
“ E veryone has a story. Life doesn’t come tied up in neat packages with silky bows . I t’ s made up of mountains, of valleys, of deserts and we’re blessed to find refreshing green pastures along the way. The tough seasons enable us to appreciat e the softness of the meadow s . ”
I wanted to believe, but m y defeatist attitude still hung on by a thread. I retrieved the pot from the counter across the room and re filled our cups. I settled back at the table. Maggie looked as if she wanted to say something more—I waited.
“Dr. Ellie really is easy to tal k to . I think she might help. ”
“ My parents insisted I talk with a co unselor after I lost my hearing—the support helped .”
“You’ll like Dr. Ellie .” She paused and che cked her cell phone . “I better go open f or business. By the way, Gi na, the owner of Serenity Blooms, is picking up her antique table, the one I mentioned to you the other day . ”
“ I’ll be over in a few minutes .”
“Good. Logan doesn’t want you left alone.”
After locking the door behind Maggie , I walked into the bedroom. I’d n eglected to make the bed—no doubt distracted by the aroma of coffee . With a smile , I tugged the covers in p l ace and prepared to shower .
Suddenly , G oldie crouched at my feet . “You sense danger?” My whole body trembled an d my stomach knotted in pain . I checked to make sure I’d engaged the lock on the apartment door and d id a quick walk thro ugh of the house—no fires. Goldie alerted me again by lying flat on the floor. Alarmed , I sent a text to Logan , with only the numbers 911 . I held my breath as I eased the edge of the drape
I wanted to snuggle in for another few minutes, but t he smell of coffe e reminded me Logan had spent the night. I pulled my robe around me and followed the desire of my heart—a cup of coffee . A man in my kitchen—I could get used to this. Transfixed by his tousled dark hai r. I need ed coffee , now. My pulse beat double - time to a jazzy tempo .
“Good morning. ” He looked at me with that sexy l opsided grin of his. My hands flew to my cheek s , sure they’d flamed a beet red .
“C offee .” I pushed my fingers into my hair, my palms pressed against my temp les.
As I joined Logan at the table, h e scooted a plate of pastries toward me. “I surprised Julia and knocked on her back door—these are fresh from her oven. ”
“So much for no gossip ,” I snickered and rubbed Goldie with my bare toes.
“Julia understands.” He bit off a chunk of a cinnamon roll and washed it down . “ I need to ch eck in at the station. Maggie’s on her way here . ”
“I’ll be fine.”
“ Keep the doors and windows locked. I’ll take the front door key and lock it behind me . ”
“ W ho ever’s behind this was only trying to scare me. They haven’t made any actual thr eats.” We both stood and I found myself encircled in his arms. H e k issed the top of my he ad , and I tilted my face up , but he had already turned away.
T he door closed behind him . I inhaled and held the air inside my lungs to control my breathing . My phone vibra ted in the pocket of my robe : a text from Maggie . “ I’m outside.”
I went down and let her in. “ You’re here early.”
“I hope you have coffee, ” she said, as we made our way back up the stairs.
Moving Logan’s dirty cup to the sink, I replaced it with a fresh one for her . “Thanks for keep ing me company. I t wasn’t necessary.”
“ Our friendship didn’t end because you’re living here now. ” Maggie added a spoon of sugar to her cup. “ My brother’s hea d can be turned by a pretty lady , but no woman has threatened his heart—until now.”
“Logan … he’s... T he timing i s wrong. I can’t let my craziness infect his life.”
“ E veryone has a story. Life doesn’t come tied up in neat packages with silky bows . I t’ s made up of mountains, of valleys, of deserts and we’re blessed to find refreshing green pastures along the way. The tough seasons enable us to appreciat e the softness of the meadow s . ”
I wanted to believe, but m y defeatist attitude still hung on by a thread. I retrieved the pot from the counter across the room and re filled our cups. I settled back at the table. Maggie looked as if she wanted to say something more—I waited.
“Dr. Ellie really is easy to tal k to . I think she might help. ”
“ My parents insisted I talk with a co unselor after I lost my hearing—the support helped .”
“You’ll like Dr. Ellie .” She paused and che cked her cell phone . “I better go open f or business. By the way, Gi na, the owner of Serenity Blooms, is picking up her antique table, the one I mentioned to you the other day . ”
“ I’ll be over in a few minutes .”
“Good. Logan doesn’t want you left alone.”
After locking the door behind Maggie , I walked into the bedroom. I’d n eglected to make the bed—no doubt distracted by the aroma of coffee . With a smile , I tugged the covers in p l ace and prepared to shower .
Suddenly , G oldie crouched at my feet . “You sense danger?” My whole body trembled an d my stomach knotted in pain . I checked to make sure I’d engaged the lock on the apartment door and d id a quick walk thro ugh of the house—no fires. Goldie alerted me again by lying flat on the floor. Alarmed , I sent a text to Logan , with only the numbers 911 . I held my breath as I eased the edge of the drape
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