28. Chapter Twenty-Eight
Chapter Twenty-Eight
LOGAN
As soon as we got back to the house, Nikki and Alice darted out back to play on the swing set. How did they still have energy after spending three hours walking around the festival?
“Why don't I stay at this point?” Izzy handed me a glass of sweet tea she’d just poured and then took the seat next to me at the kitchen table. “I can make dinner.”
I glanced at my watch. It was almost five. She would need to be back here in less than two hours. At least this was my last night shift scheduled for a bit.
“You sure?” I raised a brow at her. “You don't have to if you need a break.” As much as I wanted her here, I wanted her to know I understood she had her own life and responsibilities.
“I want to be here.” She looked down at her glass as she tapped her fingers on the side of it. “Unless you want it to be you and the girls for a bit. I totally understand?—”
I grabbed her hand and threaded my fingers through hers. She raised her gaze to meet mine. “Having you here. Making waffles and going to the festival. It was perfect. So yeah, I want you to stay.”
“Good,” she said with a smile.
We sat there holding hands and watching Alice and Nikki play out the back window until Izzy got up and headed into the kitchen to start prepping dinner. I offered to order something, but she wanted to cook. And the next few hours flew by. Watching the girls help Izzy make dinner, sitting at the table together eating, and now playing Clue Junior—it all made me hate the idea that I had to leave.
I glanced down at my watch, not believing another twenty minutes had gone by. Time was inching closer and closer to seven.
“What time do you have to go in?” Izzy asked.
“I told them I'd be in after the girls go to bed, but technically I'm on call starting at seven.” I’d planned to do the same thing last night, but got called in a little after Izzy had gotten here.
We played another round of Clue, and then it was Nikki’s turn to pick something. That turned into two rounds of the Disney version of Chutes and Ladders.
Once the games were cleaned up, I checked my watch again. “Alright, girls.” I wanted to be able to read them a story before I was called in. “Let’s get you two in bed and I’ll read you a story.”
Luckily, they were already in their pajamas and had brushed their teeth before we started the games. After they said goodnight to Izzy, I followed them upstairs. Three books later, I gave them each a kiss and pulled the door shut behind me as I left the room.
I found Izzy curled up at one end of the couch, her legs tucked up next to her. Desperate to feel her lips again, I stalked toward her, bracing my hands on either side of her before claiming her mouth. As my tongue explored, she sat up on her knees and wrapped her arms around my neck. Her little moans took me back to earlier, when she came all over my hand. Instantly hard, my dick pushed against the fabric of my pants, begging to be set free.
She pulled back, her breath coming in shallow gasps, questions in her eyes. She could obviously feel my need for her pressing against her stomach.
“Logan…I…”
“I know, sweetheart.” I pressed my lips to her forehead. “Me too. But I'm not starting something with you that we might not be able to finish tonight. I want to take my time with you, and then be able to hold you all night.”
She pushed her bottom lip out into a pout, once again reminding me of that night I changed her tire. But just like that night, I found her adorable.
I placed a kiss on her nose. “You're cute.”
She cocked her head. “Cute?”
“Yes. When you pout. I think it’s cute.”
My phone blared loudly, the tones reminding me I had to go. I didn’t want to, but I had to. She continued to pout, but nothing in her body language said she was overly upset that I had to go. It was a relief to know she was getting to see what my life was like, and so far it didn’t bother her.
I pressed another quick kiss to her forehead. “Gotta go.”
She nodded and followed me to the door, gifting me one more quick kiss before I walked to my truck and drove toward the station.