Mirin, Christelle - Emma's Heart (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Christelle Mirin Read Free Book Online

another sip of coffee then met the soft brown eyes of the woman who reminded him so much of Christi. “I guess you seem so familiar because of some of the things you do.”
    Emma gazed at him. “What ‘things’?”
    Logan twisted sideways, angling his leg up onto the couch. “The way you rubbed your earlobe, like this.” He demonstrated, taking his earlobe between his thumb and forefinger and rubbing it for a few seconds. “And you ordering a ginger ale with cherries. It reminds me of someone very close to me.” That had been Christi’s favorite drink since she didn’t like alcohol all that much. “And another thing, the phrase ‘no two doubts.’ I know someone— knew someone —who used that phrase almost every day. Put all three things together, and it puzzles me.”
    Emma gazed steadily at him, her coffee mug held halfway to her lips. She tucked her hair behind her ear and tugged at her earlobe, beginning to rub it, then seemed to catch herself doing the motion and quickly dropped her hand to her lap. “I didn’t realize I was doing the ear-rubbing thing.” She chuckled. “Until just now, that is. And the ginger ale with cherries, I just acquired a taste for that.” Suddenly, her brow furrowed, her forehead creasing while his eyes narrowed. “Come to think of it, all of this started right after my transplant.” She looked back at Logan. “Even the use of ‘no two doubts.’ Do you think it has anything to do with my heart transplant?”
    “I’ve heard of that,” Logan said. “Things about your personality changing after a transplant. Have you talked to your doctor about it?”
    “No, I haven’t. I didn’t even realize I was doing anything different until now, when you listed all the things off. I think there are a couple of other things I’m doing that are new, too. Do you think I should talk to the doc about it?”
    “Only if it bothers you. I can’t see it affecting your health in any way. Unless you’ve picked up some bad habit, like smoking or something.”
    Emma chuckled. “No bad habits so far. Well, if you don’t count my taste for hot sex, which by the way, I haven’t had since the transplant until tonight.” She lifted her mug and gestured toward him. “You still haven’t told me who it is I remind you of.”
    It was almost as if she was trying to get him to admit she reminded him of his former lover. Logan wasn’t sure he really wanted to tell her. It was a little painful but as far as emotions went, not as painful as before when he reminisced about Christi. But it was a private thing, his memories of Christi. And he didn’t want to mess up the start of this relationship either. “Let’s just say it was someone I was very close to and leave it at that for now.”
    Smiling, her lips pressed tightly together, Emma nodded. “Your call.”
    He needed to change the subject. He thought he may have hurt Emma’s feelings by not revealing who she reminded him of, and he really didn’t want to hurt this woman. “So tell me about yourself, Emma. I really would like to get to know you.”
    Emma shrugged. “There’s really not much to know. I told you about the transplant and what caused it, not to mention that I’m now considered disabled.” She waved her hand dismissively. “That’s about all there is to Emma Shane.”
    “You can’t be serious. There’s much more to you than meets the eye. I can feel it.” He sat up straighter, leaning forward toward Emma. “How old are you? Where do you live? Do you have any family? Where were you born?”
    “Whoa!” A wide grin burst on Emma’s face, her eyes crinkling at the corners. “You want to know my whole pedigree?”
    Logan nodded comically, trying to get Emma to laugh. He loved her laugh. “When I say I want to get to know you, I mean it. I want to know all about you. I like you, Emma. I’d really prefer it if we don’t have any secrets from each other.”
    Emma’s expression sobered. “You see this relationship