Page 20 of Stuck Together

“No, thank you. I can take care of it.”

She nodded with a warm smile. “If there's anything else we can do for you please let us know.”

When I turned around Madison was gone. Taking a quick scan around the lobby, I caught a glimpse of her blond hair outside by the car. I said my goodbyes and thanked the receptionist before walking outside. Madison was getting her luggage out of the trunk with the assistance of a bellhop.

“I got this.” I took her suitcase from her and gave her a sharp nod. “Go ahead to the cabin and get warm. I’ll take care of the car and bring our bags.”

She looked like she was about to object when a gust of freezing wind swirled around us and she shivered. She wrapped her arms around herself and hung her head before she walked back through the lobby and headed to the side exit that led to our private cabin.

I closed my eyes and breathed in the cold air. The drive up, alone with Madison, had been bad enough. Now I had to share a cabin with her. Was this my payment for how I’d left her when we were kids? Was I being punished and forced to face the biggest regret of my life?

I handed the car keys to the valet, picked up our suitcases, and headed in the same direction Madison had gone. We had so much work to do, these two days should go by fast. There wouldn’t be any time to dwell on the mistakes or think about Madison asleep in the room across from me. I could do this. Easy-peasy, right?

Keep telling yourself that, fool.

Chapter 7

Madison

Ifell back on thebed in my room and pressed a pillow over my face to muffle my scream. Oh, my God, how did this happen? It was bad enough that I had to be on this trip with Logan in the first place. Now, I had to share a cabin with him. Talk about bad luck.

I thought I could do this, but I was starting to doubt myself and my ability to protect my heart from him. Even after fifteen years my heart still yearned for him. As long as I could stay in control of my stupid brain and keep my distance, I’d be fine.

I hated that he still affected me. When he was near, my body betrayed me. My hands itched to touch him, and my body ached to feel his pressed against me. Dammit, I still wanted him. So much.

He made me feel things I didn't want to feel. My brain knew he was a bad idea, but my heart and body didn’t seem to read the memo. I just had to get through the next two days, and once we were back in the city, I’d be able to maintain more distance between us. Aside from business meetings, I wouldn't have to be alone with him like this again.

And being alone with him was the problem. Knowing he was across the hall in a room where, at some point, he’d be naked sent my body into a spiral of lust and want. Why couldn’t I just hate him and forget about him?

There was a light knock on my door, and I let out a low growl. What does he want now?

I tossed the pillow to the side and pushed myself off the bed. When I opened the door, I nearly smacked right into him. Surprised by his closeness, I took a jump back. He was leaning on the door frame and when I looked up, his face was level with mine. I stepped back and huffed. “What do you want, Logan?

“It's nearly eight o'clock. I thought maybe you were hungry.” He gave me a panty-dropping grin, the kind that showed off both his adorable dimples. I closed my eyes and counted to ten. I had to get my libido under control. Just because he was attractive and my body responded to him, didn’t mean anything could happen between us. That would be areallybad idea.

I let out a slow breath and relaxed my shoulders. “I'm starving, actually.”