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Now, sitting in her hotel room staring at her laptop screen, she couldn’t think about anything but him. The way that his beard grazed her skin. The way his kisses were hot or the way his calloused fingers grazed her skin, making her feel alive. Instead of confirming last minute details for Kade and Brody’s wedding in a few days, she was daydreaming about her husband. Her secret husband.
A pounding at the door shook her from her thoughts. It was relentless, and if she were back home in the city, it would have scared her. But here in Logan Creek, she knew it wouldn’t be a threat.
“I’m coming. Hold your horses,” Skylar said as she crossed the room to the door.
Swinging it open, she found a very sexy version of Dyllan perched on her doorstep. His arm resting on the frame, he leaned forward slightly, muscles bulging against the constraints of his red flannel shirt. With a backwards baseball cap, jeans and boots, he fit the stereotype of a sexy small-town man.
“What can I do for you today, Mayor?” she asked in a sickly sweet voice, a wide smile plastered on her face.
Can’t let him know I was just daydreaming about him and his hands. And his chest. And oh Lord Almighty, those tattoos.
She caught herself scanning his body as if she could see his colourful artwork through his shirt.
Nope, definitely can’t let him know that.
“I came to take you home.” He didn’t move as his gravelly voice washed over her.
“Hmmm,” she hummed as she traced her gaze over the hard wall of his chest. Just as she was about to rise to his neatly trimmed beard, she focused on his lips moving, and what he’d said had sunk in. “Wait, what?”
“I’m. Taking. You. Home.” He leaned down closer to her, dropping his voice. “Now.”
“Home? What do you mean, home? I can’t go back to Vancouver. I have Kade and Brody’s wedding…” Her mind raced a mile a minute as she contemplated what that meant.
Did he no longer want her in Logan Creek? Did she push him too far on the plane ride yesterday?
“No, not to Vancouver,” Dyllan took a step, brushing past her as he walked into the hotel room. “To my place.”
“Your place?” Skylar was frozen still on the spot, still holding the door wide open as she turned to face him.
“Are you just going to repeat everything I say?” He asked, raising his eyebrow at her.
“No, I just don’t follow. Why am I going to your place?” she asked, closing the door behind her and resting her back on it.
“Because we’re married, and no wife of mine is going to live in a hotel when she could be living with me.” He crossed his arms, legs wide as he stood in the middle of the room.
“We’re married in secret. How do you suppose we justify to our friends that we are staying together, hmmm?” She crossed her arms, mimicking his stance.
“You got tired of living in a hotel; I have a spare room.” His tone was flat, explaining it as if it were the simplest thing in the world.
“No one’s going to buy that. I’m only supposed to be here until next week.”
“And we only need to be a secret until next week,” he countered.
“You’re ridiculous. I still don’t understand why you want to stay married. It’s not like we have anything holding us together. No property. No kids. We could’ve pretended like it never happened.” Skylar threw her hands up in the air as she started pacing.
Dyllan stood in front of her, towering down over her. Without her heels, she came up to his chest, but she wouldn’t let that intimidate her. She wouldn’t let him intimidate her. “I told you. No divorce. If I’m married, that’s it.”
“And if I don’t want to be married to you?” She tilted her head at him, defiance written all over her face.
The corner of his mouth lifted as he scoffed. “Oh, I think you do. Your body certainly does.”
Flashes of their night together raced through her mind. Phantom touches trailed along her skin. She felt her nipples pebbling, and her core tightened just at the thought of spending another night together.
“Ah, there you are,” he mocked. “You’re thinking about it, aren’t you? How incredible we fit together. How your body reacts to mine. You can admit it, babydoll; you’re thrilled at the thought of me worshiping your body every night.” He blocked her from her pacing as he leaned down and growled in her ear.
Skylar sucked in a breath. She couldn’t hide the rising temperature in her body. Her cheeks flushed, her body yearning to reach out and touch him, to feel his warmth against hers.
“And if I say no?” Her voice was soft, unsure as she asked the question.
