You're the One by Robin Kaye

Author:Robin Kaye
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Contemporary romantic suspense, (¯`'•.¸//(*_*)\\¸.•'´¯), Fiction
ISBN: 9781101612712
Publisher: Penguin Group US
Published: 2013-06-03T21:00:00+00:00

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Logan walked into Skye’s place with Francis and froze. Now he knew what kind of maniacal woman Francis was married to, and understood the I-pissed-her-off-once-but-I’ll-never-do-it-again shoulder slump Francis assumed when Patrice gave him a certain look.

He heard more than saw Skye. Then he noticed the empty magnum of champagne and three glasses.

Both Rocki and Patrice wore twin expressions of shock.

“Don’t worry,” Skye muttered. “I snuck out of the kitchen. I told Logan it was over. I can’t afford to lose my job just because he’s Mr. Irresistabuble. I’m gonna miss him, though—his tongue and his…well, he’s a talented man and just between you and you and me, when he went all caveman and took me to bed—I kinda liked it.”

Rocki smiled right at him. “Wow, who’d have thought Logan had it in him? I guess there’s some truth to the whole ‘still waters run deep’ thing. It’s always the quiet ones who go alpha on us.”

He stepped closer and saw the top of Skye’s head leaning against the side of the chair, and she was shaking it, as if she was confused.

Skye giggled. “God, Patrice, you look like you just got caught with your skirt tucked into the back of your panty hose and discovered you’re wearing a toilet paper train.” She laughed so hard, she snorted.

Francis slammed the door. “Patrice. My God, girl, what have you and Rocki done to her?”

Logan stepped forward.

Skye jumped and whipped around. Her eyes widened as they met his. She teetered on the edge of the chair and went over.

He scrambled and caught her head in his hand just before it hit the corner of the coffee table.

She lay splayed between the chair and the table. Pepperoni jumped off the couch and onto her and licked her face.

“Logan?”

“Yeah, baby. It’s me.” He pushed the dog off and knelt beside her, still holding her head in his throbbing hand. If her head had hit that table, it would have cracked it open. As it was, she was going to have a hell of a bruise. He glared at Rocki and Patrice.

Skye gazed up at him. “The cyborg Logan or the real Logan?”

“What?” When he looked back at the coconspirators, wondering what the hell Skye was talking about, they’d already headed for the door, looking at everything but him. Dammit. They were no help.

“It’s the real me. Come on, sugar. Let’s get you on the couch.” He lifted her into his arms and wasn’t about to let go of her just yet. He sat with her in his lap and she snuggled closer, her head fitted in the crook of his neck. His heart hammered as if he’d just sprinted ten miles, and an adrenaline rush punched through his system. “Are you hurt?”

“Me? I’m just fine. I’m damn skippy. I’m gonna miss you, though.”

“No, you’re not. I’m not going anywhere.” He kissed the top of her head and heard the door close. “What were you doing with Patrice and Rocki?”

“Having a three—no, make that forve-drink minimum confersation.

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