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  “Can I come in?” he asked.

  He looked the same, though when she looked hard, she realized there were a few new gray hairs in the light red. It had always bothered her that he was two years younger than she was. She’d felt as if she’d aged poorly next to him. But Drew made her feel like fine wine.

  She opened the door wide for her ex-husband. “Sure.” Why was he here? He couldn’t possibly have learned about her marriage. Unless Drew told Cat.

  Somehow, she hated the idea. She was happy, in love, and secure. But Cat was still a sore spot. She’d never liked the fact that sometimes Cat called him up. Just to check how he was doing, she’d say, but Cat always had ulterior motives.

  “Have a seat.” She pointed to the couch. “Would you like something to drink?”

  “No. Thanks,” he said as he adjusted his slacks over his knees when he sat. His skin was tanned. He’d been enjoying the summer.

  Alexis took the armchair. She was done with pleasantries. “Why did you come?”

  He was silent a moment, looking at her hand. Then he met her gaze. “You’re still wearing your wedding ring?”

  Alexis stiffened. He didn’t even notice it wasn’t his wedding ring. Drew’s was white-gold, with a small tooled border on each edge. How could he not see the difference? Logan looked the same, he was the same. Except for those few gray hairs, he hadn’t changed one iota since the divorce. And he still didn’t see her. He never had; it was clear he never would. The thought rendered her speechless.

  “I’ll get right to the point,” he said. “I made a mistake. I hurt you. I’m so sorry. Can you ever forgive me?”

  She couldn’t believe he was saying this. Why now? And suddenly she got it. “Cat left you. That’s what this is all about.”

  He shook his head. “No. I left her.”

  She spread her hands. “You’re not actually asking to come back, are you?”

  He molded his features into a look of contrition, his green eyes going soft, his brows pulling together, chin jutting slightly toward her. “I was an idiot. I was blind.”

  “You walked out after fifteen years of marriage. You said you loved her.”

  He didn’t bother to explain that away, pointing to her hand instead. “But you’re still wearing my ring.”

  She shook her head, gave him a look, hoped it showed her utter disgust. “It’s not your ring.”

  He didn’t see that, nor did he notice the other signs, like the two wineglasses she hadn’t cleared away from last night, or the political thriller on the coffee table. She’d never read that genre. He didn’t pick up on the laptop at the end of the sofa. She didn’t use her computer on the couch because her back would start to hurt. But Logan didn’t see any of those things.

  He leaned forward, his face serious, earnest. “All right, it’s your ring. But you haven’t taken it off. That’s got to mean something.”

  “I honestly can’t believe this.” She put a hand to her forehead.

  “I know you’ve probably got a lot of things to get off your chest. Say them all. Tell me what an asshole I am. Let’s clear the air. Then we can start over.”

  “Don’t tell me Cat hasn’t told you anything.”

  “Cat? About what?” He cocked his head, as if he was totally surprised.

  “I’m with Drew now,” she said flatly.

  “With Drew?” he echoed.

  “Cat’s ex,” she emphasized.

  “You’re kidding.” It was either an Academy-Award performance. Or he really didn’t know.

  “No. I’m not joking. While you were screwing his wife, I fell in love with Drew.”

  His brows went up. “You were cheating?”

  “Oh for God’s sake.” She stood up. “Drew and I are married.” She pointed to her finger. “It’s his ring. Not yours.” She wouldn’t say ours. “He’ll be home any minute. You should be gone before he gets here.”

  Logan didn’t budge from the sofa. “I don’t get it. Cat said—”

  She threw up a hand. “I don’t want to hear anything about Cat. I don’t care whether you left her or she left you. We’re divorced, and I love Drew. You and I can’t start over.”

  The key turned in the lock, and her heart turned over with it. Drew. What would he do? What would Logan say? Oh God, what if they started fighting or something?

  Chapter Seven

  “Hey, honey.” Drew set his briefcase by the door. He smiled at her. Then he saw Logan, who was now standing in the middle of their living room.

  God. She’d just wanted a special dinner followed by some good loving. Instead Drew was eyeing Logan like they were rams ready to lock horns and do some serious damage. She wanted to smack her ex-husband for ruining everything.

  Just as quickly, the look vanished. “Love the sundress, honey,” Drew said.

  She hadn’t even thought about what she was wearing, a strapless sundress with a stretchy top that hugged her breasts. Her feet were as bare as her shoulders. “Thank you.” The words felt so inane.

  Drew hung his suit jacket in the closet. The day had been hot, and obviously he hadn’t worn it home. “So Logan, to what do we owe this pleasure?”

  We. They were a couple; this was their home. Logan was the interloper.

  “I understand congratulations are in order.” Logan stuck out his hand as Drew strode into the room.

  They shook. Alexis felt like she was having an out-of-body experience.

  “Thanks. Alexis and I are very happy.”

  “I can see that,” Logan said. They were so civilized. As if Logan hadn’t just asked her to take him back. Maybe she’d misunderstood.

  “Well, I’ll be on my way.” He said it as easily as the night he’d told her he loved Cat and was leaving to be with her. He was Logan. Nothing fazed him.

  “Thanks for stopping by,” Drew said. He let Logan get to the door before he added, “Cat called me today.”

  And Logan smiled. “What did she say?”

  “That you’d had a little misunderstanding over the weedend. She wanted me to talk to you.”

  Logan laughed outright. “She’s bold, you know. Gotta give her that.” Then his eyes turned as hard as stone. “Did you tell her to fuck off?”

  “I told her that you were her problem, not mine.”

  “Did she tell you what she did?”

  Drew shook his head. “I don’t want to know.”

  Logan pressed his lips together, then nodded slowly. “We were wrong. I apologize to both of you for what we did.”

  Drew put his arm around Alexis’s shoulder. “The saying goes that things happen for the best. And this one did.”

  Logan nodded again, backed toward the door. “I know you both think I’m full of shit. And I probably am. But I do mean it when I say congratulations. I have a feeling you won’t fuck things up the way we did.”

  Then he was gone.

  Alexis stood frozen beneath Drew’s arm. “I didn’t invite him over or anything. In fact, I just asked him to leave.” And why was Cat calling you?

  Chapter Eight

  Logan sat in his car as the shadows grew long and night approached.

  They were married. Alexis was making dinner for Drew. They’d made a home.

  He missed the home Alexis had made for him. It had never been like that with Cat.

  He thought of last summer and the hot sex the four of them had. And he could admit the full truth. While Cat was a firecracker in bed, there really wasn’t much more to her than that. Constant fireworks could actually wear a man down. He should have stuck with the foursome. They could have gone on forever that way, and life would have been good. An old adage came to mind: you can have your cake and eat it, too. Or maybe it was that you couldn’t. That was certainly true. He’d lost it all because he’d been thinking with his dick.

  He started the engine and pulled away from the curb. The problem was he didn’t know where he wanted to go. Only where he didn’t want to go, which was back to Cat.

  Somehow h
e’d have to figure out how to start over alone.

  * * * * *

  Really, Cat didn’t understand what the big deal was. Logan had loved her for her filthy mind and penchant for out-of-this-world sexual adventures.

  Bastard. He’d been back sometime during the day while she was at work and taken the rest of his clothes. It was the oddest feeling to see one half of the closet empty. Odd, and bad. She’d gotten a little afraid then.

  To top it off, Drew had actually hung up on her when she’d asked him if he’d talk to Logan.

  She flipped on the TV because she didn’t like the silence in the house. Cat didn’t like being alone. She was still young, she had a killer bod, if she did say so herself, and really, all she’d wanted to do was spice up their sex life again. The sex had been good, but they hadn’t done anything completely wild in months. That was as much her fault as Logan’s; she took her blame. She’d thought her little surprise would add just the right amount of zest. And honestly, the sight of Logan’s cock in Terry’s mouth had popped the cork on her bottle. She’d had visions of eventually getting Logan to try it himself. Sucking cock. And well, maybe even more. She certainly hadn’t expected him to go ballistic like that.

  She channel surfed. There was nothing on. Nothing exciting. She needed excitement. The older she got, the more she craved it.

  God, she needed Logan. He was perfect. Until that little episode with Terry, he’d been willing to try anything. Okay, she needed a plan. Going forward, all she had to do was ask him his limits and stick to those. That should work. And maybe she needed to beg a little, too. She could do that. If it was over the phone and he couldn’t see her.

  Picking up her cell, she speed-dialed him.

  “Hello.” There was a rush of noise in the background. He was on his Bluetooth, probably driving.

  “Hi, honey. I was just checking on you. And I wondered if Drew had talked to you.”

  There was a long pause. Then all he said was “Yes.”

  Okay. Now what? She was going to have to drag every word out of him. “And what did he say?”

  “Probably exactly what you told him to say. That you wanted him to talk to me, and that you and I had a little misunderstanding.”

  This was frustrating. He wasn’t bothering to answer the real question. “But you didn't call me after you talked to him.”

  “That's because I have nothing to talk about, and it wouldn’t do any good anyway.”

  On the Bluetooth, it was like he was a million miles away. All right, she really would have to do a little begging. “Look, I'm so sorry. I didn't think about what I was doing. I should've talked to you first. But I just thought it would be incredibly fun, and you’ve always enjoyed everything else we've done. I didn't think this would be so different.”

  “That's the whole point. You didn't think, and you don’t even know me well enough to figure out that's not something I would've agreed to.”

  “I won't do it again, I promise. Not even anything like it. In fact, I won't do any surprises at all. I'll always ask. And you can say no to whatever you want.” She expected an answer, but he was silent. Okay, she needed to do a little more groveling. “I'll be a good girl. I love you. I can't go on without you.” There, that should work. She didn't tell him she loved him often enough, that was the problem. She’d taken him too much for granted.

  He made a noise, and it took her a moment to realize he was laughing. “That is so much bullshit, Cat. You don't love me.”

  She hunched over, holding the cell phone tight to her ear. “I left Drew for you. I divorced him. Why would I do that if I didn't love you?”

  “Because you were bored. Because you wanted something new and different. And because you got caught fucking behind his back.”

  “That's not true.” At least not all of it. Okay, maybe it was all part of the truth, but he made her sound so shallow. It hadn't been like that, not completely. She just wanted to have fun, and she really did have feelings for him.

  “By the way, they're married.”

  For a moment she didn't get what he was talking about. “Married?” And then she actually heard it. “Drew and Alexis?”

  “Exactly. Your ex-husband and my ex-wife. They're married. And you didn't even bother to tell me they were living together.”

  It had been only natural to keep tabs on them. Not that Logan had ever asked if she knew what they were up to. She would have told him if he had. Yet she’d always liked knowing things he didn’t, as if somehow it gave her the upper hand. Okay, she had to think fast, how to explain it away. “I didn't think it would matter to you. And just in case it did, I didn't want to hurt your feelings or anything.”

  He gave a bark of laughter; this time she recognized it. “You were just afraid it might make me start to think about what a mistake I made by leaving Alexis for you.”

  His words felt like a dirty punch to the kidneys. He couldn't possibly think he’d made a mistake. Could he? Alexis was a prude. She was more Drew’s style. Her ex-husband had never been able to keep up with her. He and Alexis deserved each other. It didn't bother her. But marriage? Logan had never talked about marrying her. Okay, she needed to stop thinking about it. She needed to get Logan back to the original issue. “You just don't understand. About Terry and what happened—”

  He cut her off. “There is one thing that I do understand completely, Cat. Something that has taken me a few months to figure out.”

  She stepped right into the silent hole he left for her. “What?”

  “I don't love you,” he said flatly. “I never did. You're just a good fuck.” Then he was gone, his Bluetooth silent.

  And the silence rang through the house. She was just a good fuck? That's all she’d been to him? What an asshole.

  For the first time in her life, she wondered if that’s all she was to most men, a killer bod and a good fuck. Drew had left. He’d married Alexis. Now Logan was gone. Cat, who rarely cried, felt a tear trickle down her cheek. He was gone, even if he was an asshole, and she was truly alone now. She wouldn’t even have Drew’s shoulder to cry on.

  Chapter Nine

  Drew gathered Alexis close. He wanted to kiss away the fear shadowing her eyes. “You don’t have to explain why Logan was here. They’re just two people from our past. That’s all. And I’m only thinking about the future. With you.” He didn’t care that Logan and Cat had split.

  “Why’d she call you?” There was a forced nonchalance in her voice. She did care that he’d talked to Cat. He’d known she didn’t like Cat’s little calls.

  “Because she thinks she has all men wrapped around her little finger.” If anything, the shadows deepened in Alexis’s eyes. “But now she knows that I don’t give a damn what she does. And Logan doesn’t give a damn either. She won’t be calling again.”

  She was silent a long moment, her eyes flitting over his features, searching for something. Then, as if coming to a decision, she cupped his cheeks and kissed him hard. “Let’s not talk about them anymore. That’s over.”

  “Completely.” He rubbed his nose against hers. “Wife,” he whispered. Christ, he couldn’t get over the amazing sound of it. “You want to go house-hunting this weekend?”

  A smile brightened her features, and she kissed him back, light, sweet. “How’d you know I was thinking the same thing while I was starting dinner?”

  “Great minds think alike.” He put his hands on her butt and rubbed against her. “And guess what I’m thinking right now.”

  “That you want me to put the shrimp in the fridge for a little while?”

  “See, we can read each other’s mind.”

  She was so damn perfect. Cat and Logan were part of the past. Alexis was his future, and he was hers.

  She put the shrimp away, and he lifted her onto the counter.

  “Aren't we going into the bedroom?” she asked.

  “No, I want you right here.” He shoved her sexy little sundress up her thighs, and stepped between her legs, pushing them
apart. “Pink panties.” He shot her a wicked grin. “I love them.” Then he pushed them aside and stroked her.

  Alexis sucked in a breath and leaned back on her hands. “You're such a dirty man.” She fluttered her eyelashes at him. “And I love that.” She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him in. “Now make me come.”

  He entered her with two fingers. She was already wet and ready for him. Kitchen sex was so fucking hot. And his beautiful wife was the ultimate firecracker.

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