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Logan.
    Something
clicked in Melody’s mind and she decided she wanted to show the photos to Logan.
She grabbed them, stuffing them back into the envelope before grabbing her
purse.
    Victoria
was still at her desk. She looked up as Melody came out of her office.
    “Did
you read the complaint?”
    “No.
I’ll do that first thing. I’m out for the rest of the day. You can just take
messages and let anyone know who’s looking for me that I’ll be back in the
office in the morning.”
     
    * * *
     
    Logan
wasn’t at the security door waiting for her and her heart did a little stutter
step in her chest. You’re being silly. You’re perfectly capable of getting
from here to the suite in one piece.
    He
didn’t answer her knock and she noticed her hand was trembling as she used the
key card.
    The
door of the suite opened and Melody gasped, her hand going to her mouth.
    “Oh,
my God, Logan. What have you done?”
    The
room was lit with candles, dozens of them. Bouquets of white roses were placed
around the room, their rainy scent reaching her. The table that sat beneath the
window was pulled into the middle of the suite, set with crystal and china,
more candles in tall holders on the snowy white table cloth. And with a single
chair at one end.
    “I
ordered dinner.” Logan reached behind Melody, closing the door. “You can come
in, ye ken. This is for you.” He took her purse, dropping it on the floor. He
was wearing just the gray sweatpants, exactly as she’d left him this morning,
bare-chested and barefoot.
    “But
why…how…when…” She turned to him, and before she could finish, he had her in
his arms. She looked up at him, laughing, hands against his chest.
    “Hush,
woman. There’s all night to talk. We have a date, remember? With a certain
table and chair.”
    His
kiss was slow and sensual, his lips lingering over hers while his hands moved
over her body.
    Logan
finally stepped away from Melody. She opened her eyes, her gaze unfocused, her
body reacting to his touch, his lips on hers, the promise this night held. He
took her by the hand, leading her to the table and she stopped, looking down at
it. And then to that single chair.
    “Logan,
this is all beautiful. The table…the room. Everything. Thank you.”
    There
was a silver bowl of strawberries sitting nearby, plump red globes that looked
almost too perfect to eat. Logan took one, holding it out for Melody. She bit
into the delicate flesh, the sweetness of the berry exploding in her mouth.
    “Oh,
Logan. This is amazing. You need to taste this.”
    “I
will.” He leaned forward, slowly tracing the outline of her lips with his
tongue, before slipping it between her lips. She opened to him, letting his
tongue explore the recesses of her mouth, flicking and sliding against her
tongue. The strawberry was momentarily forgotten as the kiss deepened, the only
point of contact between them their kiss.
    When
he broke away this time, Melody sighed, already aching for his next kiss, his
next caress. Logan popped the rest of the berry into his mouth and Melody
pulled him to her, arms around his neck, echoing the path his tongue had traced,
over his lips, tasting the sweetness of the strawberry, before he opened his
lips to her.
    “Mmm,
you taste wonderful.” Melody ran her tongue across her lips.
    “Aye,
as do you. Come here.” He sat down, pulling her onto his lap.
    “Just
where we left off this morning. You have no idea how hard it was for me to
leave, to go to work.”
    “Well,
you have no idea how…hard…my day was, being left by you. It’s a bit different
when you have somewhere to go, something to take your mind off things. I was
left here in rather a…delicate state.”
    Melody
laughed, brushing his hair from his forehead. “Poor you…I’ll make it up to you.
We have all night…I don’t have anywhere to be until tomorrow.”
    “Would
you like a drink? I have champagne…” Logan reached for a bottle chilling in a
silver