Like Never Before by Melissa Tagg

Author:Melissa Tagg [Tagg, Melissa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: FIC042040, FIC027020, FIC027270, Man-woman relationships—Fiction, Christian fiction, Love stories
ISBN: 9781441229434
Publisher: Baker Publishing Group
Published: 2016-02-19T16:00:00+00:00

10

Hey, bro.”

The singsong voice of Raegan Walker hauled Amelia from sleep. Wait . . . Rae?

She opened her eyes, sight hidden by the mound of pillows and heavy navy comforter huddled around her, a nest of warmth and comfort and . . . confusion. Because the striped sheet around her smelled like a man—and not just any man, but . . .

Where in the world . . . ?

“I have to get ready for work, but I wanted to check on Charlie first.” Raegan’s voice came closer. “She’s finally all better, yeah? If you need someone to stay with her today, I might be able to get Roxie to cover my shift.”

Charlie . . . last night . . . Logan’s bedroom.

Amelia shot up, hair flopping over her face and Raegan’s shriek joining her own gasp.

“You are not my brother!”

Hands pressed into the mattress on both sides of her, Amelia whipped her gaze around the room. She’d been in here last night, babysitting a sleeping Charlie, dozing off and on as an old movie she’d found on a shelf in the living room played on the computer. Had felt the satisfied sigh of every maternal instinct inside her as Charlie nestled into her. She’d closed her eyes. “I’ll just nap until Logan gets home . . .”

“Amelia?” Logan’s sister stood with her hands on her waist, spicy glint in her eyes. She held a towel over one arm, wet hair draped around her face.

“This isn’t what it looks like, Rae.”

“What do you think I think it looks like?”

Amelia dropped her feet to the floor. “Don’t.”

“I mean, I did find you in my brother’s bed.”

“I was babysitting last night.” Light spouting through half-open blinds drew lines on the opposite wall—the one with the bulletin board still packed with old photos and ribbons from Logan’s high school years.

“Then where’s Charlie?”

Amelia wrangled her fingers through snarled hair. “I don’t know.” A whine rippled her voice. “I’m very confused right now.”

She still wore the jeans she’d slipped on before heading to work yesterday and the baseball-jersey-style shirt, now wrinkled from a night of sleep. The smell of coffee and breakfast food drifted in from the open bedroom door behind Raegan, mingling with that piquant evergreeny, minty, mannish scent she’d come to associate with Logan.

She hadn’t even seen him last night, though, had she? Yeah, that was one of his dress shirts swathed over the desk chair and his laptop bag hanging over the knob of the closet door. But . . .

“Well, if Logan isn’t in here, where is—”

“Hey, guys, thought I heard voices.” Logan appeared in the doorway. Collared light-blue shirt unbuttoned and white tee underneath. Tie draped over one shoulder. Khakis. “Amelia, I’m making omelets. Do you do onions? Mushrooms?”

She couldn’t make last night come into focus—nothing past the movie and Logan’s daughter snuggled up to her.

“I promise, no kale or tofu. Rae, do you have time before work? Want me to make you one?”

“Sure, but only if you can make it fast.

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