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Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 37752 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
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“You’re here?” I ask, confused.

“I got my plane ready when I got your email this afternoon.” Carey had been on me about sending in my resignation. She dislikes my boss as much as I do.

“Why?”

He smirks. “You know why.” He lifts one brow. The same way he does when he talks to you like you’re stupid.

“No, I really don’t.” I take a step back.

“We've been dancing around this for months. Today you threw down the gauntlet, so I came.” He licks his lips. “I don’t care if Logan already got your cherry. I'm guessing you still had it before you left LA in his plane. I still want you.”

Gross. The only thing I can think to do is to turn and run back down the stairs of the plane before someone seals the door. When I turn to make a run for it, I run right into a wall of a man.

My man. I drop my head back to look up at him. He’s staring at Canon over the top of my head. His face is filled with rage.

“I fucking warned you, motherfucker.” Logan grabs me by the hips and lifts me, putting me where he was. “Don’t let her move,” I hear him say. It’s then I noticed my brother is standing there. Where they hell had they come from? Before I can ask, Logan is on Canon.

The loud crack of Logan’s hand connecting with Canon’s jaw echoes through the plane. I cringe, covering my eyes.

“I warned you,” he says again. I peek out between my fingers to see a dazed Canon sprawled out on a long sofa. Logan has him by the shirt. “I’ll kill you next time. I’d do more now, but she’s watching.”

He releases his hold on Canon before heading back toward me. I stay in my place, blocking my brother because he looks like he wants his turn with Canon. Logan takes my hand, still looking as pissed as ever.

Did you call him? I mouth to my brother who gives me a look of Are you fucking serious?

Right. Logan must have called him. My mind flashes back to the day we got off the plane together. It really wasn't that long ago, but it felt that way. So much has changed.

He came for me. Nick opens the door for me, and I slip in. Logan comes in behind me. The door barely closes and he’s got me in his lap.

“I’m sorry, Angel.” He buries his face in my neck and takes a deep breath. “You make me feel shit I’ve never felt before. Don’t leave me. I don’t think I could bear it. I can’t go back to how I was living.”

“I wasn't leaving you. I love you Logan. I was giving you time.”

“Fuck time. I don’t want it. You’re the only thing in this world I want.” He lifts his head. “You’re going to marry me.”

“I thought I was a girl who didn't know what she wanted.”

He closes his eyes and drops his forehead to mine. “I’m sorry.” I can hear the pain in his words. He means them. His eyes open. “I was stupid. This is all new to me. I love you so damn much I feel like I should set you free. Not weigh you down with my bullshit, but I can’t do it.”

“You really can’t.” I laugh. “You didn't last long at all.”

“Fair warning. You try and walk away from me again I’ll be all over your ass.” I shift to straddle him.

“Good,” I agree.

“Tell me you love me.”

“I love you,” I say instantly. He closes his eyes, savoring my words.

“Do you think between my money and your mom we can plan a quick wedding?”

“Yeah, I do.”

He kisses me.

I think when you’re in love you can do anything. Love always conquers all.

Epilogue

Logan

I smile as I watch my wife. My eyes are always on her if she’s near but out of reach. She’s got our baby girl in her arms, swaying her back and forth. Five years she’s been all mine. Sometimes I still can’t believe it. I’m scared that I’m going to wake up and realize it was all a dream. I have to pinch myself sometimes.

I didn’t only get my Angel; I got her whole family. They have taken me in and treated me as one of their own. It took a minute to get used to calling them Mom and Dad. I didn’t call my own parents that. Mother and Father are what they always were growing up. I’ve learned there clearly is a difference.

Mom Meyer was persistent about it. Anytime I used their name she would correct me until it became a natural habit.

I’d won Beau over that Christmas night all those years ago when I showed up to the airport as he was pulling out. I hadn’t pulled the security I had on Angel. I was already in my car headed her way when they told me she was on the move.



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