Page 2 of Light of Christmas

Logan chuckles and plants a quick kiss on my lips. “Not so fast, big guy. Tell me what’s going on first before you make a meal of me.”

I stare down at her and thrust my hips into her. A moan escapes her lips against her will and I smile knowing she’s just as turned on by this little game she started as I am.

Two can play this game pretty girl.

I slip my hands beneath the waistband of her leggings.

A moan escapes her lips as my finger grazes her wet folds. I slip a finger into my favorite place and just as she starts grinding her hips on my hand, I remove my hand. She watches closely as I slip my finger into my mouth, tasting her sweetness. Logan bites her lip and hands claw at the back of my neck as she tries to bring my face to hers. But I don’t let her.

I smile. “Not yet Angel. You wanted me to explain, so that’s what I’m going to do.”

Logan rolls her eyes and grumbles, “Stupid fucking caveman,” under her breath.

I grip her glorious ass in my hands and give her a quick kiss. “I’m taking you on a trip that is about six months overdue.”

Immediately Logan tries to protest. I cut her off before she can even try. “Don’t. I know everything with Allie is weighing heavy on you and you want to be here for her, but you can’t stop living your life to fix others.”

Logan shakes her head, “But—”

“Angel. I know you love her and want to take care of her. But she needs time to sort everything out in her head. She knows you are always there for her when she needs you. And it may be selfish of me, but this is our first Christmas together. We never went on your birthday trip and things were too intense to leave for mine. We deserve to be selfish sometimes. And that time is now.”

I can tell she is nervous. I purposely didn’t tell her about the trip until now because I knew it would eat at her until she convinced herself and me that it wasn’t a good idea.

I wouldn’t change anything that has happened in the last few months besides taking away the pain that a dumb asshat has caused two people I care deeply about.

We need this. Logan needs this. Fuck. I need this. I hate sitting around watching my poor girl feeling helpless. She has grown so much in the past few months, but pain and guilt are a bitch and affect the strongest people.

I can see the wheels turning in her head and the sadness on her face.

Shit. Maybe this was a bad idea.

Chapter Two

Logan

IcanfeelGrayson’seyes on me as I stare down at my engagement ring, spinning it on my finger.

The past few months have been a series of ups and downs and a constant has remained. Him. I want nothing more than to be the girl that can just go with the flow and be excited that their fiancé planned a surprise trip. But I’m not.

Guilt and heartbreak are still heavy on my chest any time I feel happy. I shouldn’t be happy when my best friend is suffering because someone used her as a pawn to hurt me.

I’ve come a long way despite everything going on. With the help of Gray, Willow, and Oliver, I’ve learned how to express my emotions in a healthy way.

Which leads me to the understanding that my handsome man is absolutely right. I know he is. This is our first Christmas together, which is crazy because I still feel like I have known this beautiful man for years. And we deserve the chance to get away. Who knows when life will slow down enough for us to have our dream wedding.

Grayson has been more than understanding with me putting off wedding planning and the least I can do is go on this adventure with him.

I glance up to see Grayson watching me. He is patiently waiting for me to work out the emotions in my head.

Jeez. How is it possible to love this man more? Every day I wake up and think that he couldn’t be any more perfect, then he does the simplest thing, and I am once again proven wrong.

I flash him a smile and his face changes from nervous to excited in a split second.

Before I can even say anything, he says, “I knew you would come around pretty girl.”

Ugh. I love this man more than life itself but sometimes I wish he couldn’t read me so easily.

I shouldn’t complain though because sometimes his mind reading powers come in handy when I have a hard time expressing what I need on my rough days.