Playing With Fyre by Mina Carter

Author:Mina Carter
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Publisher: Lyrical Press, Inc.

Chapter 6

She was such a hypocrite. Much later that night Rae lay on her back, Logan fast asleep next to her, and studied the cracks in the ceiling. She should really get that sorted. With a bit of filler and a lick of paint, it would be as good as new. Well, maybe not as good as new, since the building was over two hundred years old. She shook her head, folding her arm under it as sleep continued to evade her.

She fidgeted, her eyes moving over Logan's sleeping form. He was an incredible lover. Rae enjoyed sex, always had, but there was sex and there was sex. Logan elevated the mere act into something approaching an art form. How many women had he been with to have learnt all that? And why did she care? She was using him to get what she wanted; his sexual history shouldn't matter a jot to her.

They'd made love three times, twice downstairs and once after he'd carried her up the stairs, giggling and protesting he couldn't carry her weight all the way. He'd silenced her with a kiss so hot she'd almost melted into a puddle on the stairs right then.

She sighed, resisting the urge to reach out and stroke gently along his arm. As his ‘wife,’ she had it all—his love—and she was finding out that he was a very loving, affectionate guy indeed ... She huffed and turned over, away from him, and pressed her eyes closed. Putting temptation from her mind as she tried to sleep.

But she wasn't his wife. And the deeper she got into this, the more worried she got that he did have a wife somewhere. He'd accepted the presence of a wife, her presence, so readily. Surely he'd know, deep down, if he was married or not? If he loved someone enough to make a life-long commitment to them?

Would she? She'd never felt that sort of love, the all-encompassing deeply romantic love she'd have to feel to marry someone.

Perhaps that was why she was single at the moment. She'd wanted what her parents had before her mother's death. A deep, true love that had lasted years, even beyond the grave. Her father had been in love with Rae's mother to the day he had died, when he had succumbed to the cancer he'd been successfully fighting. As though he lost the will to fight.

She sighed and punched the pillow, mangling it into a more comfortable shape for her head. This time when she closed her eyes, she started to drift into an uneasy sleep.

* * * *

The next morning dawned bright and early, Rae slithering from the bed long before Logan woke to shower, and headed downstairs to make breakfast. She worked most Saturdays so she treated herself to time off during the week, depending on what appointments she had on what days. Today she had the entire morning free; her first appointment of the day was Mrs. Collins at two o'clock.

"Heya sleepyhead.” She smiled as Logan appeared in the doorway.

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