Page 106 of Silk Sheets

A beat passed, and he seemed hesitant. “Yes.”

One singular word knocked the air out of my lungs. Involuntarily my eyes widened, and that was the final blade to my chest. He felt so deeply for her that he got a tattoo relating to her.Great. Fucking great.

Logan caressed my face in both of his hands, gently running his thumb over my cheek. “He wasn’t ever going to get it removed,” he finally explained. “But after meeting you, everything changed for him. Forallof us.”

Silence fell over us, and I could feel my tears dry up.

“She was important to us at some point, yes, but not anymore. We moved on. Chase did. Kaden did. And so did I.”

Heat blossomed in my chest as his words soothed the continuous ache my heart had been in recently.

“You truly have nothing to worry about.”

A sad smile tugged at my lips. “Yeah?”

He leaned in and a sense of tranquility washed over me as he pressed a soft kiss to my lips before looking down at me. “Yeah,” he nodded. “You’rethe woman I love, Dakota.”

His warm embrace consumed me until I finally wrapped my arms around his neck, staring up at him with unease.

Leaning up, I pushed my lips to his, allowing my eyes to fall shut. With a deep pressure building in my head, my arms around him turned firm to pull him closer.

His hand lifted to my nape and when our tongues found the familiar sensual rhythm, his arm around my lower back tightened.

Butterflies came to life in my belly and my heart swelled with joy. His kiss was still the same.Nothinghad changed.

I pulled back, smiling up at him. “There she is,” he grinned in a low murmur, stepping toward me but I backed up, earning a chuckle from him.

My back eventually hit the wall, and when he leaned in, the trailer door swung open—making my stomach drop—and we turned to see Solace in the doorway with wide eyes.

“Oh myGod,” she blurted out before darting her eyes between Logan and I. “Ohmy God,” she breathed before whipping around and rushing out.

“Solace!” I called out after her, leaving the trailer.No, no, no.

She rushed through the crowd, ignoring me, and my heart hammered. “Solace, wait!” I pleaded, finally catching up to her as I grabbed her hand.

“D, what the fuck?” she choked out with disbelief. “Oh my God—I—I was fucking with you when I made the jokes about you and—” she stammered and tears swelled in my eyes.

“I can explain—”

“What about the other guy, from the party—oh my God,” she breathlessly said, pacing up and down, not even sparing me a glance.

“It’s complicated,” I whispered, feeling my chest tighten.

“Complicated?” she blurted out, finally stopping in front of me and when our eyes met, her anger filled eyes softened. “Were you crying just now—Dakota, did he hurt you?”

“No, no no,” I immediately shook my head. “Just let me explain, please,” I choked out, unable to hold back my tears and she engulfed me in her arms.

“Okay, yeah, we’ll talk. Don’t cry, I’m sorry,” she apologized, and I buried my face in her neck. “Oh, D,” she cooed, gently caressing my back.

She broke the hug and grabbed my hand, leading me out of the crowd. She snatched some snacks and an ice slushy for each of us before dragging me to the back behind all the carnival chaos.

We plopped down on the grass and she allowed us to sit in comfortable silence for a second. I kept my gaze low as I munched on some popcorn but could feel her eyes on me every so often as she slurped her slushy.

I inhaled, then slowly exhaled a shaky breath, keeping my eyes down.

“You know I trust you, right?” my voice penetrated the silence, and she nodded. “And you know I tell you everything, right?”

She seemed hesitant, but nodded again.