The Billionaire's Intern - Part 3 by Maisey Yates

Author:Maisey Yates
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2015-11-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Addison woke up in an empty bed, the sheets beside her cold. It was obvious Logan hadn’t been there for a long time. But also notably absent were the nightmares that had been plaguing her ever since Jason’s death.

She sat up and swung her legs over the side of the bed, conscious of the fact that she was slightly sore…everywhere. It was a new experience, but not altogether unpleasant. The same could be said for last night’s sex in general. New, different, but definitely not bad.

Though things had been slightly more emotional than she’d anticipated.

Whether she wanted to be true or not, her attraction to Logan was built on more than lust. Oh, the lust was there. In spades. But there was something beneath that, something strong, that was only growing stronger.

Happily, she felt that the same could be said about her.

She felt amazing, she felt new. As though she’d gone further toward breaking the bonds between herself and her old life. Telling Logan about her fears, her guilt, her feelings, had seemed to go a long way in lessening all those things.

Of course, she had a feeling the trade-off was the increased bond with Logan.

Logan, who hadn’t even stayed in bed with her.

Addison got up, and realized she was naked. Which wasn’t surprising. But problematic. And if the late-night condom delivery hadn’t been advertising enough, her traipsing around in wrinkled clothes shouted all the louder. Of course, no one was ever on Logan’s floor. So there was that.

She wanted out of the bedroom and into the living room, where she knew she would find her clothes. She stopped, her heart slamming against her sternum.

“Logan?” she asked, looking toward the center of the room at the man who had taken her to heaven and back last night. The man who was currently curled up on the floor, one thin blanket thrown over his naked body. “What are you doing?”

Logan stirred, sitting up, a strange expression twisting his features. Something that looked a lot like horror. A lot like embarrassment. For that reason alone she wished she could go back and not say anything. And not see this. She wished she could leave him with his pride.

But his pride wasn’t the most important thing. And things like this couldn’t go ignored. Everyone had ignored this, had ignored him, for too long.

She knew that he hadn’t visited his family as he should, but he was limited. Why weren’t they here? He deserved for someone to be here. Right now she was.

“Sleeping,” he said.

“Do I have body odor I’m unaware of?” she asked. “Otherwise I fail to see why sleeping out here would be preferential to sleeping on a soft mattress with me.”

“I have a feeling I’m going to end up saying this a lot. It’s not you, it’s me.”

“Yeah, well, I’m tired of that.”

“I’ve only said it once.”

“But it’s the subtext for your entire life. It’s you. You’re a mess. And I get it, Logan. I do. I believe it. But you can’t just accept it.

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