continuing, then?”
Nodding, Logan gripped his coffee mug tighter. He could still feel the delicious tightness of Emma’s ass which he had so recently visited gripping his cock. Christi had never allowed him to explore that side of him, or that side of her. Logan had always wanted to play the role of dominator while having sex, and Emma was definitely into being submissive. She had allowed him to do as he pleased and had loved it, too. He wondered just how much further she would go with the scenario. She seemed to be the kind of woman he could be himself with. He wanted to experience more of her.
Emma was the kind of woman Logan could easily fall in love with.
And that thought caused his stomach to clench even tighter while he waited for Emma to respond.
Emma dipped her head, looking down into the coffee mug she was holding just above her lap. When she looked up and met Logan’s gaze, her eyes were glistening, almost as if tears were about to spill from them.
“I would—” Emma began, but her words were raspy, cutting her off. She cleared her throat and began again. “I would like it if we continued this relationship. Like I said before, I feel like I have some connection to you, and even if we never figure out the when or the why of it, I don’t want to give that up.”
“We’re agreed then?” Logan’s stomach jittered with excitement. This could be the beginning of something extremely special. “We’re at the beginning of a relationship that we want to continue to explore?”
“I think so.”
Logan crooked a finger at her. “Come here.”
Emma set her mug on the coffee table and scooted across the couch. She took Logan’s mug and placed it beside hers then curled up against Logan’s side. Logan slid his arm around her shoulder and hugged her close. It felt so good and so right, Logan couldn’t help but smile. It had been a long time since he had felt this close to someone, and it didn’t matter that they’d only just met. It was kismet or fate, or possibly something else, but he just knew he and Emma belonged together.
“This is nice,” Emma said, placing a kiss on his cheek. “I’m so glad I chose to take a walk by the lake today.” She slid her arm around his waist and squeezed Logan in a half hug. “But, I hate to say this, I’ve got to get home and get some sleep.”
Logan looked down at her. “You haven’t answered my questions yet.”
Emma threw her head back and laughed. “Okay, Logan, I’ll answer your questions before I leave, but then, tomorrow, you’ll have to answer mine.”
“Deal.” Logan shifted out of Emma’s embrace so he could see her face. “Age?”
“I’m thirty-two. I can hardly believe it, but I am.”
“You don’t look that old.” It was surprising since from what Emma told him already, she worked outside in the elements. The only things that even gave a hint of her age were the laugh lines around her eyes. “Family?”
Emma blew out a breath. “I think my father is still alive, but I don’t know where he is. My family has never been close, and it doesn’t look like they’re ever going to be close. So, no, no family to speak of. It’s just me, myself, and I.”
That was sad, especially since Emma had been through so much with her health. No support or family ties to help her through it. It almost made him want to shake his head, but he fought the urge. He wanted to change the subject yet again but was still curious. “Where were you born?”
Crossing her arms over her chest, she grinned. “You’re not going to give up, are you?
“Nope.” Logan grinned back at her.
“I was born in a little town called Napoleon. It’s over by Toledo, just a bit south. There’s not much there, so that’s why I came here almost ten years ago.”
“And where is here? Where is home?” Logan wondered if she lived close by or if this relationship was going to take a lot of commuting. It wouldn’t bother him if it did, but it would be so much