A Little Christmas: Logan's Secret by Satoria Joe

Author:Satoria, Joe
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Satoria Publishing
Published: 2023-12-22T00:00:00+00:00

11. LOGAN

Most nights, I had food in restaurants, I rarely had homecooked food. And that’s exactly what I considered this food. It was homecooked, even if it was all prepared and made by a chef. It was absolutely delicious. Hugo and Amelia were going to be jealous when I told them, and explained just how nice these biscuits were. They were like scones, but also completely there own thing.

“Who has room for dessert?” Tom asked, commanding attention over the table.

He was luminous, I clung to every word he said suddenly. The affection he’d shown me, it felt genuine. I really felt a warm knot in my stomach when he exerted his Daddy presence.

“I don’t think I could another bite,” Janel said.

Her friends seemingly nodding in agreement.

Now all eyes were on me.

I was stuffed, but I would never refuse dessert. “What’s dessert?”

“Dessert is this sweet thing, don’t you have that in England?” Janel giggled.

“No,” I said, playing into her joke. “We don’t know what sweet is either. People in England survive on eating soup and tea, scones, and clotted cream. It’s all we know.”

She laughed harder. “Ok, I’ll give you that,” she said. “You’re actually kinda funny, maybe it’s the accent.”

I glanced to Tom. He winked at me.

“I’m probably not hungry for dessert just yet,” I said.

“Me either,” he said, grabbing the bottle of wine and topping his glass up.

“I’ll take some more,” I said.

His daughter and her friends left the table with Tom calling out that they should be heading home soon. They had school in the morning.

“Did you ever rebel as a teen?” he asked me.

“Yeah, I snuck out of boarding school to drink cheap vodka with my friends in the countryside,” I said. “Hugo, actually. He has an older brother and so he always went to the local supermarket and bought up alcohol.”

“I let her have wine at dinner, if it’s just the two of us,” he said. “If she drinks, I prefer I’m around, and I prefer she does it responsibly.”

“Totally different for me, I drank to blackout when I was a teen,” I said, a shudder running through me. “It wasn’t good. But that was over ten years ago, obviously. I’ve learned the appreciate it since then.” I swilled the wine around in the glass before sipping it. “This is good wine.”

“You know, your father have a cellar fill of wine at the estate.”

A mischievous grin came over me, with the thoughts. “You shouldn’t have told me that. Well, you didn’t tell me earlier, so that’s good. I might have used it as one of those wreck rooms. You know, the ones you go to and throw plates around.”

“Those places might actually be good,” I said. “It’ll help you work out some of that urge. I know another way that might help you work that out.”

“Go on.”

“If we played a little more.”

I was hoping he’d say that. I didn’t want to ask, or push it, we were in a precarious situation that pulled me out occasionally from thinking of anything like that with him.

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