Page 98 of Betrayed
A few hours later, all ready for their day, they fixed lunch. AJ couldn’t stop smiling. She felt invigorated by their renewed marriage.
Logan came up behind her and reached around her to snatch the mayonnaise.
“That closeness is completely unnecessary.”
He kissed her neck. “Are you complaining?”
“Oh no. Quite the opposite.”
He set the mayo down and fully encircled her waist with his arms. The stubble on his unshaved face tickled as he continued to kiss her neck.
“You’re going to be late to work.”
“Why would I be late to work?” His laughter made her heart sing.
She spun in his arms. “Like you don’t know.” She draped her arms around his neck.
He captured her mouth for a brief moment, leaving her breathless when he pulled away.
She groaned.
He laughed. “I love you.”
With an exaggerated sigh, she rolled her eyes in mock annoyance.
“Something was bouncing around in my head.”
His face turned serious, giving her pause. She waited for him to continue.
“I don’t think you should go to work tomorrow. It’s not safe. Your schedule is predictable, and he’ll know right where you are.”
She let go of him and stepped out of his arms. “Are you going to call in?”
“No.”
“Then why should I?” She resumed making her sandwich.
“I’m trying to look out for you and protect you.”
“What’s to say he won’t figure out where I am and come here?”
“Nothing is saying he won’t. But I can be with you all day tomorrow.”
“And what about today? If you go off to work, I’m going to be here alone until Dad gets home around four. I won’t be alone at work either. Frankly, I feel safer at the station with so many around.”
“I don’t know, I have a bad feeling about it, and I don’t think you should go.”
“I’m going to work, Logan. It’s not up for discussion.”
“And I’m going to work today.” He finished making his sandwich and turned toward the dining room.
“I’ll try to swing by for dinner.”
“Just don’t get yourself killed or anything.”
“I don’t plan on it.”
She covered the ham, lettuce, and cheese with another slice of whole wheat and joined Logan at the table. They ate in silence, the tension thick. Why did they both have to be so stubborn?
