Chapter 37
“I missed you.” He kissed her again, firmer this time, his tongue demanding entry. The minute she
opened for him he swooped in, kissing her with so much heated passion she started to cry again.
Logan broke the kiss, swore under his breath, and kissed the tears off her face. That just made her cry
harder, and Logan pulled away and scrubbed his hand over his face in a move so achingly familiar, it
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hurt to see. As per usual he was utterly baffled by her disy of emotion, or so she thought, until he
swiped moisture off his own face.
“Fuck it, I’m messing this all up. I didn’t mean to make you cry. For the love of God, will you stop doing
that, woman. I don’t like it, especially if you’re crying over me. Believe me, I’m not worth it.”
When she didn’t stop, he climbed on the bed, pulled her unto hisp, and held her. It felt so good to be
back in his arms that for a few precious moments Hannah allowed herself to think that everything would
be all right after all. That they could be a proper little family. Eventually, she managed to pull herself
together and pushed away from him. He let her, brows drawn together in a frown, those dark eyes of
his assessing her. His jaw clenched, and his hands pulled into fists at whatever he read in her
expression.
“You shouldn’t be on here.” She whispered the words, utterly incapable of projecting her voice with any
conviction. “It’s against hospital rules, I’m sure.”
“Fuck the rules. I never much cared for them, and I sure as fuck am not going to start now. Jesus,
woman, do you have any idea how worried I’ve been over you? Well, do you?” He red some more,
and before she could do as much as shake her head, he continued. “Of course, you don’t, why would
you, but for the love of God, don’t you ever, ever, do that to me again, do you hear?”
Hannah found her voice at that incongruous statement.
“Sorry, if my being ill inconvenienced you in any way. Maybe you should have put that into the contract
I signed. Wife is not allowed to be ill under any circumstances.” She managed to get off hisp, as she
spat those words out.
“What the fuck are you on about?” Logan looked so perplexed, hurt almost at her words, but she
refused to take them back, even though she knew she was being unfair.
“You insisted on that damn thing, not me, and it’s irrelevant now anyway. This whole adoption thing
could go on for years, with udia remaining in aa, and that’s after we’re granted permanent
custody.”
There it was, the real reason why he was here. Even though she knew that, hearing him say it out loud
broke her heart into a gazillion pieces. Hannah had never really understood that, had always thought it
a cliché, but it sure felt like that right now.
“Of course,” she murmured. “Rhia. It’s always been about her, hasn’t it? I can’t do it anymore. I can’t
live a lie, Logan.” There, she said it.
“What on earth are you talking about? Of course, it’s been about Rhia, but you love her, so how is that
a lie?”
Again, with that utterly baffled look that made him look a lost little boy rather than a grown man in his
“You don’t get it, do you?” Hannah swallowed past the lump of unshed tears in her throat. “Just go. Go
home, have a shower, live your life. You really don’t need to be here pretending anymore.”
She shut her eyes to block him out, and turned to her side, anything to not see him leave. Sure
enough, the bed dipped as he got off it. There was movement and then nothing. She counted to twenty
in her head just to make sure he was really gone and gasped when she opened them again.
Logan hadn’t left. He stood in the doorway to her room like some sort of avenging angel, all dark and
silently furious. He’d never looked sexier, and she’d never loved him more, as he pinned her in ce
with the burning intensity in his gaze.