When they made it outside, it got harder for Gemma to keep her footing. The back door opened right onto the beach, and the sand made it nearly impossible for her to stand.
But I barely notice his expression.Because Logan is shirtless too. And in the immortal words of Joey Lawrence . . . whoa.
Smooth, taut skin covers his shoulders and chest—bronze, except for the stunning swirl of colorful tattoos that spread across one shoulder and all the way down one arm. His arms are big, bulging with muscle—cut, tight. He has abs—lots and lots of abs—rock hard and rippling, with a slight dusting of hair low on his stomach, that makes the happiest of all trails into his jeans. Its a beautiful body. A mans body.He glances up and down the hall. Whats wrong?Youre here by yourself?
He sounds annoyed and I start to think maybe this wasnt just a stupid idea, but possibly the stupidest idea Ive ever had. And through the years, Ive had some doozies.Even if Cory had been awake, hes not the one I wanted to share my news with. And I didnt want him coming with me here. Because I wanted to talk to Logan—alone.
Hes back at the coffee shop.
You snuck past him? Logan asks, like he doesnt believe it.Because she was pregnant too.
Apparently the elder Mrs. Warren subscribed to the Mommy Dearest style of parenting—wire hangers and all. Anyway, five years later, Sophie died in a drug den from a meth overdose. The state took custody of Billy until they were able to track down his only living relative, Amelia Warren.Delores stayed with us for the weekend while her mother drove to California to get him. Amelia walked into the group home and saw a small, hollowed-eyed little boy in a ripped black T-shirt. And from that moment on, Billy was hers—even though she hadnt given birth to him.
For the first four months that Billy lived with Amelia and Delores, he didnt speak. At all. he followed us around, did everything we did. When we played school he was the chalkboard, when we dug for buried treasure, he was our pack mule.And then one day Amelia was running errands on Main Street, and they passed a pawn shop. Billy stopped in his tracks. And stared into the front window.