Logan's Luck by Lexi Post

Logan's Luck by Lexi Post

Author:Lexi Post [Post, Lexi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lexi Post
Published: 2017-07-18T18:30:00+00:00


Chapter Eight

Dear Logan. I think long and hard about my intenson. I feel bad I left Charlotte that nite and missed her every day. I know I do the rite thing, but I feel bad about it.

I want for our daughter is a family. My intenson is to be a mama to Charlotte and a wife to you like we always should be. We have dreams that nite and I want to make them true.

These is my intensons.

Luv Kylie

He stared in shock. Wife? No! He swallowed hard. That was never his dream. He would need a lawyer and a good one. How the hell would he pay for that?

His brother’s hand on his shoulder caused him to look up. Kylie smiled at him. He quickly turned toward Trace and handed him the paper. At his brother’s widening eyes and scowl, he turned back to Kylie.

She frowned. “That was private.”

“On the ranch, nothing is private. I live here with my grandparents, my brother here and my cousin.”

Her gaze flitted to the house and back. “All together?”

“All on this ranch.”

She seemed to think about that for a moment and it didn’t appear she liked it much. “Can I see Charlotte now?”

Fuck. “We still need to get the DNA test.”

“Come on, Logan. I’m her mother. At least let me see her. Then we can go get the test. Please.”

He didn’t like it, but he could hear some court judge calling him hard-hearted and not worthy to be a father. He swallowed down bile. “This way.”

As he turned, Trace grabbed his shoulder and he winced at the twist on his ribs. “Are you sure?”

“No.” He practically growled the word before striding toward the house.

“Wait.” Kylie called after him, but he kept going.

When he reached the door, he paused, his manners forcing him to hold the door open for her.

She scooted past in a cloud of pink and lilac scent.

He hated lilacs. “This way.” He motioned down the hall toward the informal family room. Charlotte should be up from her nap and playing in her playpen. As Kylie came to the door, she halted.

He looked past her to see Charlotte crawling onto the sofa next to Gram.

Kylie looked back at him. “I thought she’d be bigger by now.”

What? Charlotte was perfect. “According to the doctor, she’s long for her age.”

Kylie stepped into the room. “Hey baby, can you come to mommy?”

Fury swept through him and he grabbed Kylie’s arm, spinning her around to face him. “Don’t you dare call yourself her mommy until I decide how to tell her. Understand?” His words were ground out in a low whisper, but from her widening eyes, and nodding head, he was satisfied she understood.

He let go of her arm and fisted his hands, ashamed at the red mark he’d left behind on her arm. He could hear her now claiming to a judge that he abused her.

She walked closer to his daughter. His grandmother stood as Charlotte’s lips moved up into a smile.

He shook his head at Gram, who for once, didn’t interfere, but who also didn’t move an inch.



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