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Nikki

“W ell that was unexpected.” Logan’s lips spread into a sheepish grin. “Was it something I said?”

I stared at him before laughter exploded out of me. “It wasn’t you. If anything it was me, all that time at the park wore her out. It happens a lot at this age.”

His brows shot up. “She often falls asleep on top of her onion rings?”

“Believe it or not she’s fallen asleep in her spaghetti, stir-fry, and even mashed potatoes. Kids her age have a lot of energy but when it runs out, it’s on empty.” What the hell was I doing, talking to him about this? When he found out, he would think back to this conversation and hate me. I really needed to tell him about his daughter. When he confronted me earlier, I was angry about being watched and lashed out. If I was dating a guy, I was always upfront about having a kid—not that I had many relationships that got to that stage.

And none of those relationships were with my daughter’s damn father.

“Here you folks go. I added some extra onion rings for your daughter, she seemed really excited about them.” The server grinned as she handed Logan the bags of food.

He looked dumbfounded at her assumption, but he recovered quickly. “I’ll make sure she knows. Thank you.”

“I’ll take those, and you can meet us back at my place?” I knew it was playing with fire to invite him back to my home, but we’d barely taken a bite of our food before Livvy conked out at the table.

“You sure?”

Hell no. “Yep. Absolutely.” I smiled brightly and swooned a little when he handed me the bags and scooped up Livvy in his arms. He was so big and so strong and my— our —little girl was so small. So trusting, as she wrapped her arms around his neck and snuggled against his chest. “Come on.” I felt Logan’s gaze on my ass, and I might have swung my hips a little more than necessary.

“She’s so small, how old is she?” he whispered, awe tinged his words.

“Maybe you’re just so big.” I ignored the last part of his question, then slammed my eyes shut and pulled my lips into my mouth to stop the mortified groan that threatened to escape when I realized what I’d just said. Sure, he was big.

“Maybe I am,” he grinned at me when I opened the back door.

“Sit her in the seat and I’ll take care of the rest.” I didn’t need to do anything because it turned out Logan knew exactly what he was doing. “You have children I don’t know about?”

His grin was stunning as he shook his head. “Nah, but there are a lot of kids in the MC now, so I know how to do things like fasten car seats.” He let out a laugh and shook his head.

“Thank you.” I walked around to the driver’s side and grinned at him over the roof of the car. “I would say follow me, but it seems you’ve been doing that all week.” His laughter was the last thing I heard as I slipped between the steering wheel and the seat and headed home.

My mind raced as his single headlight stayed behind me the entire ride. What was I doing? This was madness, inviting him into our home before he knew the truth. I should just tell him . I knew that without my annoying conscience reminding me every fifteen seconds, but I wasn’t ready. Not yet.

I didn’t have a choice—I knew that—but I also knew that once he found out, it would change everything. Either he would be furious and disappear from our lives again, or I would have to get comfortable with the idea of sharing my daughter. Those thoughts dominated my mind while I got Livvy inside and tucked into bed with a soft kiss to her forehead. “Good night sweet girl.”

I found Logan in my living room staring at the photos on the walls and shelves. My heart stopped for several long seconds. I waited for him to really take in Livvy’s details and put it all together, but his expression said he hadn’t. Yet.

“Hey, want to eat in the backyard?”

Logan turned slowly, a knowing smile on his face. “Trying to keep me out of your personal space?”

My brows knitted together. “Of course not. It’s still nice outside and Livvy is a light sleeper, one deep rumble of laughter and she’ll come back down and finish her thousands of questions for you and never get to sleep.”

He studied me for a long minute before he nodded. “What can I do to help?”

I nodded towards the kitchen, and he followed me, his gaze a weight that pressed upon my back. “You grab the bags, and I’ll get everything else. There’s a table on the back porch.”

Minutes later our food was unwrapped and we both dug in hungrily for a few minutes before Logan slowed and watched me. “Where is Livvy’s father?”

“That,” I sighed. “Is a long story.”

He nodded as if he understood and didn’t want to pry. “What’s your plan for dealing with the Blood Fangs?”

“I don’t know,” I admitted. “I thought they’d leave me alone when I didn’t post the video, and when that didn’t happen, I posted it anyway.” It was petty and childish, and I would probably regret it, but what difference did it make now? They already thought I’d talked. “They seem the same amount of pissed off.”

He laughed and shook his head. “I can’t say I understand your logic, but I applaud your ballsy move.”

“Or foolish,” I said out loud because it was my fear. “I needed to do something to feel as if I was in control again. I’m scared as fuck, Logan, but I can’t show that fear to Livvy. She’s far too observant and she’ll pick up on it right away, plus I don’t want her to grow up scared. I don’t want her to know that type of fear yet.” I blinked quickly and then felt the warm slide of tears down my cheeks.

“Shit,” he grumbled and stood quickly before he rounded the table and pulled me into his arms. “Don’t cry Nikki. Please, don’t fucking cry.”

Even through my tears I managed to smile at just how terrified the big biker was of a few tears. “I’m not crying.”

He laughed and held me closer. “Okay, good.” He kissed the top of my head and pulled back, his eyes bore into me. “You don’t have to be afraid because I’m gonna keep you safe and you’re not gonna fight me on it.”

“You’re just looking for compliance,” I teased.

His lips curled devilishly. “I love an obedient woman.” At my shocked expression, a deep roll of laughter escaped. “We can keep it friendly. Livvy knows me so she won’t think anything about us just spending more time together.”

More time with Logan? That sounded like a recipe for disaster for a few reasons, the main one being that I wouldn’t be able to keep this secret if we were spending more time together.

“It’s either that, or I just follow you around to keep you safe. Livvy likes me,” he added playfully. “If it’s a problem, then we’ll do it the way we’ve been doing it.” He seemed offended but reluctant to show it.

“No,” I shook my head. “It’s not that.” He was right Livvy did like him, she’d taken to him easily and it was fucking beautiful that I felt like a monster for not cluing either of them in on their familial connection. I’d snapped a few photos earlier as we crossed the parking lot of him smiling down at Livvy while she gazed up adoringly at him. The likeness was unmistakable, it wouldn’t be long before he realized it too. I had to tell him before then.

“Well then what is it?”

I scrambled for an answer that was believable and true. “I haven’t dated, not seriously since Livvy came into my life, and I’m just not sure how she’s going to take it. It’s always just been us two.”

His smile grew brilliantly. “I don’t remember saying anything about dating,” he whispered and stepped forward, brushing his hands down my hair. “But we can practice so we’re believable.”

I laughed, but Logan cut the sound of with the crush of his lips on mine. His kiss was fiery and insistent, commanding as one hand gripped the bag of my head and the other slid down my spine until he reached my ass, squeezing and kneading the flesh hungrily.

He moaned when I pushed my body against his, and he took a step forward which forced me to step back until I was sandwiched between him and the house. His body was so big compared to mind, he was all sharp angles and hard muscles as his big hands roamed my body while his mouth devoured me.

I was little more than a puddle of lust as he deepened the kiss, grabbing my ass so I felt just how much he wanted me. Logan was long and hard, and that brought back memories of how thick he was when he’d filled my body, pumped into me until I erupted all around him. Those images combined with his hot kisses sent me into an erotic frenzy and my hands danced up and down the thick, corded muscles of his shoulders and biceps, and across the wide expanse of his chest.

“Nikki.” My name left his lips on a whispered growl that sent shivers down my spine. His hand flattened against my chest and slid down to the waistband of my pants where his fingertips brushed across the sensitive skin there. “Are you wet for me?”

I smiled against his lips before answering. “Only one way to find out.” What in the fuck was I doing? Tempting this beast when things were about to get incredibly complicated between us. Whenever I got around to telling him.

His hands made quick work of my button down jeans and one hand breached the waistband of my panties. He groaned when two fingers found my clit wet and swollen. “Fuck, you’re so wet for me.” His fingers brushed back and forth across my clit, teasing me. “So fucking wet.”

“Please, Logan.” I wasn’t too proud to beg, not when his fingers felt so good on my body and not when it had been far too long since I felt the touch of a man against my flesh. “Yes!” His fingers moved lower and then he dipped his middle and ring fingers into my pussy. “God, yes!”

“I remember this pussy well,” he growled in my ear and nipped the lobe with his teeth. “You were so tight and so wet, and the way your pussy gripped my cock was absolute perfection.” He pumped deeper and harder, pressing his palm against my clit until my body trembled with need.

Desire worked its way up my body starting at my toes, making my legs shake. Logan smiled and took my mouth again in a searing kiss that pushed my orgasm closer to the surface. But it was when his lips found my neck and peppered them with soft, open mouth kisses that pleasure overwhelmed me.

“That’s it, Nikki. Let go. Let me feel that pretty pussy come all over my hands. Yeah, just like that.”

My book trembled violently, and I cried out but once again Logan quieted the cries with his mouth, kissing me ferociously until my orgasm slowed and then faded. “Wow.”

“Fuck yeah, wow. You’re gorgeous when you come.”

I grinned. “When I come? What am I when I’m not coming?”

His lips quirked into a teasing grin. “Stunning. But you have a very pretty ‘O’ face.”

His words teased a bubble of laughter out of me, which made my pussy clamp down on his fingers. A low hiss of pleasure escaped. “Fuck, Logan.”

“I’d love to, but I really should get going.” Slowly his fingers left my body, and the naughty man slipped them between his lips. “Just as sweet as I remember.”

Good god I am in a world of trouble.

“You sure?” My gaze flicked down to the giant bulge in his jeans. My body was hungry to taste him again, to feel him in my mouth and my pussy. Even my hands. He was so long and thick it’d been painful at first but that quickly faded into the most unbelievable pleasure I’d ever experienced before or since.

Logan adjusted his sizable cock in his jeans with a pained grunt and a grin. “Fuck no, I’m not sure, but as you said, Livvy is a light sleeper and when I finally get inside you again, I want to hear you scream my name.”

It was impossible to suppress the shiver that swept over my body at his erotic promise. “Good to know.” I raked a shaky hand through my hair and let out an unsteady breath.

“Walk me out?”

I nodded and pushed away from the house, pausing to make sure I was steady on my feet. “Yeah. Yes. I can do that.” I took a minute to fasten my jeans and blow out another breath before we entered the house and silently made our way to the front door.

Logan stepped over the threshold and turned to me with a satisfied expression on his face. “Thank you for letting me crash your dinner.”

“No problem.”

“And for letting me make you come.”

My cheeks heated. “I feel like I should be thanking you for that.”

He laughed and leaned in close. “Trust me, it was my fucking pleasure.” His lips brushed against my neck before he pulled back. “See you soon, Nikki. Lock the door.”

My heart raced as I watched him amble down the stairs, his pace slow and steady, almost relaxed to anyone watching casually. But I noticed his head swivel left and then right, taking in the details of the parked cars, nosy neighbors, and anything else that might be out of place. He was protective and that, more than anything, touched me in a way I wished it hadn’t.

I couldn’t let myself develop feelings for Logan, no matter how protective he was. No matter how much Livvy already liked him. It was a recipe for disaster, especially now that he’s taken on the role of reluctant bodyguard.

That meant tonight was probably all we’d ever have.

And that’s fine. It was.

It had to be.