Chapter 31

Logan shook me awake, with tears streaming down my face, he wrapped me in his arms. The heat of his bare chest against my face was too much to handle and I pushed him away. I looked up to see the hurt on his face.

“I can't do this Logan.” I cried.

I climbed out of bed and headed out to the living room and to the window. I watched the night sky and the city lights below. I buried my face into my hands feeling broken and torn inside. He placed his hands onto my upper arms from behind.

“Talk to me.” He begged softly.

I shook my head and looked at him in the reflection. I couldn’t help but open up to him.

“Evelyn and Jack believe there is too much of a conflict of interest. If we take this any further, it will jeopardize the case.”

I watched as his shoulders sagged. “I had a feeling they would say that.”

I spun on my heels. “This is killing me.”

He tilted his head, unsure of what I meant. I folded my arms and watched him. He stepped forward and closed the gap between us. The air became heavy and hot. I could feel the heat coming from him. It felt like it was pulsating towards me. Like magnets drawn together. I made a fist and planted it on his chest to stop him moving forward.

“Logan, I want you. You have no idea how much I want you. But I can’t put the case at risk. I need it to be over, I need them to suffer for what they have done to me.”

“I understand.” His tone was expressionless.

I looked up, part of me begging for a different reaction. Hoping he would tell me how he felt but it didn’t happen. I wanted him to fight for me, fight for us.

“Leah,” he paused finding a new tone of voice, “I understand. I want you too. I have since the night we met. The connection I feel with you is indescribable. I have never felt like this before, but I don’t want to be the reason those scumbags go free.”

Hearing his confession was like a weight was being lifted. It was not all in my head. I felt weak inside knowing he felt the same. I could feel tears filling my eyes, once more.

“We can do this. The trial shouldn’t take too long with the evidence they have. It’s an open and shut case. We can sort whatever is between us once it is done. I’m not going anywhere.” He finished.

I felt a tear escape. He moved my fist away from his chest and lifted his hand to wipe the tear.

“Happy tears,” I replied to his unspoken question with a smile.

He placed a soft kiss on my forehead. “We’ve got this.”

Just having him close settled me enough to keep the demons at bay. I headed back to bed and the nightmares, although they returned, I handled them.