Selene recalled the first time they were together. When he urgently rushed into the church and took her to bed. They had been dancing around the issue for weeks. She the one in persuit, he the one in need of time and space. From the moment he bridged that gap and claimed her body, she could not get enough of him.
"I need....." You too. She thought but that was not what she said. "...to tell you something." She blurted out breathlessly. The need in his voice stirring her inside, causing a shiver to run through her. No one had ever wanted her like Logan does.
Reaching behind her back she carefully plucked at the lacing that kept the bodice of her dress tight against her tiny frame. The top got loose and began to fall, finally letting her stomach have the room it needed. Finally alone with him she let the dress fall away, fully exposed to her now husband. Under the dress she wore was a pair of black lace boy shorts. Something he told her that he would like her to wear when she took him horseback riding.
Turning around to face him again, her hair spilling over her shoulders she smiled softly. Taking his hand in hers she placed it over her still flat stomach. "You are more then a man, more then a husband, or a friend, you are a father, Logan."