All Chapters of Fun of a Lifetime : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Logan never walked so quickly in his life; truthfully, he felt as if he’d flown. As if Mercury had put wings on his feet and zipped them both up to the bedroom. He leaned back against his door, clicking it shut, fum¬bling to lock it and not drop Angel. She was so slight he could hold her against him with one hand, but he didn’t want to stop touching her at all. He also didn’t want Michael walking in on them, so he managed to move quickly and without breaking the kiss he’d started halfway up the stairs. She felt so good in his arms, her hair stroking him as if she were running hundreds of fingertips all over his body, and Logan groaned into her mouth at that image. He couldn’t wait to have her under him and moving, naked, against him as she was right now. He walked over to the bed and set her on it on her knees. She flung both arms around him, freeing that other arm at last. He hadn’t wanted to be apart from her for even a moment to give her the use of that arm, but as one of her s

She was an angel—she felt like heaven. Logan slid inside her heat and knew in that instant that this was right. What he’d thought he’d had with Christine at the beginning, what he’d thought this would feel like… he hadn’t had a clue. But with Angel, well, this was how it was supposed to be. He slid out, then back in, smiling as she arched her neck, her eyes closing on a gasp. He did it again… and so did she. He liked watching her. The third time, he dipped down to kiss her throat, inhaling the musky sweet smell of her and him and what they were doing. It made him harder, something he wouldn’t have thought was possible. Then she clenched him and he knew that it was. God, she was perfect. She swirled her hips and Logan almost came right then. He captured her lips with his, not wanting to lose control. He slipped his tongue inside, stroking hers, tasting her. She returned the stroking and Logan sucked on her tongue to match the rhythm of his cock inside her. This time she moan

A RIBBON OF MOONLIGHT RIPPLED ACROSS THE PLANK FLOOR as if it were the calm night sea. Angel slid from beneath the sheets, too much going on in her mind to be able to sleep. The clock’s soft red glow said two twenty-seven. She needed to think and should have enough time to go for a swim, then get her legs back. She’d have to use the hair dryer in the guesthouse, but hopefully, she’d be able to crawl back beside Logan’s warm body before he woke. She smiled. Maybe crawling back in would wake him. Her body tingled yet again, and goose bumps appeared—and they had nothing to do with the gentle breeze of the ceiling fan. They’d made beautiful music together, she and Logan. A symphony of sound and touch and taste, soft whispers, gentle sighs, the crashing crescendo of the final act… There had to be some way to make this work. Her brothers had both done it, but Reel had wanted to live on land with his wife, and Rod’s wife was willing to make the sea her home. She had to figure out some wa

“ANGEL?” MICHAEL KNOCKED ON THE FRONT DOOR OF Angel’s house, then put Rocky on his shoulder so they could both look in the window. It was morning. She should be awake by now. He was. “Angel!” He knocked again and lifted the front of his hat out of his eyes. He didn’t see her. “Do you see anything, Rocky?” He lifted Rocky over his head, then stopped, snorting at himself. Stooopid. Stuffed animals weren’t real. ’Course, Logan said mermaids weren’t real, so you never knew what was real and what wasn’t. Like that lizard peeking over the edge of the roof. Even though he looked like a statue, he was real. And Michael really wanted him for a pet, even if Angel said it wasn’t fair. Was it fair that he never got anything he wanted? Even when Rainbow brought him cool stuff like ice cream and soda that he wanted, she’d had to go to jail. Oh, yeah. That. Michael sighed. Rainbow told him after that stealing wasn’t right, no matter what, so he wouldn’t try to catch the lizard ’cause that’d b

ANGEL DRAGGED HERSELF ONTO THE BEACH OF THE LAST deserted cay before Bermuda and plopped her tail in the sand. Forget heading home. She wasn’t up for it. Physi-cally, mentally, emotionally. All she’d wanted was to prove to her brother that she had what it took to do the job. And look what her life had turned into… Yeah, she’d proved something all right. She’d proved that she was so unqualified to do the job it was laugh-able, and worse than that, that she didn’t know as much about Humans as she thought she did. Great. Her degree, her thesis, her life’s work… all of it wasted. If Logan was too hardheaded to give her a chance to explain, well, then, no wonder the planet was in the shape it was in. Stubborn, prejudiced… Oh who was she kidding? She missed him like Hades. Last night had been per-fect… Until she’d gotten out of that bed. He’d wanted her; he cared about her. He’d said he was falling for her. They could have had something to-gether. But she’d blown it. A tear fell on