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Winter had looked at the many pictures they kept in the archive, and touched a great number of the artefacts they’d collected over the years, before they’d moved on to the armory, a large room where they kept weapons of all kinds. She’d touched those too. Still, even after hours of going through the two rooms, their efforts hadn’t produced a vision.
“There’s not much more we can do right now,” Logan said. “It’s time you rest.”
She looked at him then, disappointment and regret in her eyes. As if she’d failed. He didn’t want her to feel like that. She’d done everything he and his colleagues had asked of her.
“It’s not working,” she murmured.
“Because you’re exhausted. We can’t force this. Charles said as much. Give it another day. If nothing happens, I’ll call Charles and see if he has any other ideas, okay?”
She nodded, but didn’t look entirely convinced.
“Come, I’ll take you to my quarters.”
Winter didn’t protest when he guided her through the maze of corridors and up several flights of stairs to where the private living quarters were located. Each guardian had their own suite of rooms they got to furnish and decorate the way they liked. It was their home and would remain their home for as long as they chose to carry out the duties of a guardian.
Logan opened the door to his private domain and let Winter enter ahead of him, then closed the door behind him.
“Make yourself at home.”
He watched her acquaint herself with the space. They stood in the living room which featured a large comfortable seating area with a gas fireplace, a small desk in one corner, and bookshelves along one wall. A set of Art Deco pocket doors led into the adjacent bedroom where a king-sized bed dominated the room. Indirect light illuminated the suite and disguised the fact that it had no windows. Fresh air was pumped in through an elaborate air conditioning system, and the temperature was comfortable. An ensuite bathroom with clawfoot tub and an oversized shower completed the suite. This was his home.
“It’s beautiful,” Winter said and smiled at him. “I never expected something so elegant.”
“From a warrior like me, you mean?” He chuckled. “My friends and I spend all our lives in the compound. We all have different tastes, but our private quarters, we get to decorate to our own liking. I love Art Deco, so I chose many pieces reflecting that era.”
“I love it.”
Logan reached for her and put his arm around her waist. “How about I run you a bath so you can unwind a little, huh?”
She looked up at him from under her dark lashes. “How do you always know what I need?”
“I just know.”
She sighed. “You’re an amazing man. How will I ever be able to thank you for all you’re doing?”
His eyes drifted to the bed, and he noticed her following his look. “I’m sure you’ll think of something.”
“Hmm.” She lifted herself on her toes and kissed him. “Yes, I’m sure.”
“I’ll run your bath,” he said and released her, knowing that if he held her any longer, she wouldn’t get to relax. She’d find herself pressed against the nearest flat surface, his cock buried deep inside her.
Logan walked into the bathroom, switched on the lights that provided a soft glow over the tub, and turned on the water. When he heard footsteps behind him, he turned around and watched Winter enter.
She was barefoot and pulling her T-shirt over her head.
“Let me help you,” he offered and walked toward her. “I want to undress you. Consider it part of your thanks to me.”
She dropped her arms to her sides to give him free rein. “You’re easy to please.”
“Sometimes the easiest things are the best.” He popped the button of her jeans open, then dragged the zipper down. Slowly, he helped her shimmy out of her pants, then dropped them on the hamper.
Winter looked innocent in her white bra and panties. Like forbidden fruit, and just as tantalizing. Her long dark hair fell over her shoulders, a few strands tangling in the straps of her bra. He freed them and brushed his fingers along her skin.
Winter sighed, and the soft sound bounced off the tile walls.
“You’re a sight I’ll never get tired of.”
