and entertained. Her days here were so different than they’d been with her parents. While she’d loved them dearly, her folks had been professionals who had little time for a daughter. Louisa and Earl opened their hearts as well as their home, teaching her everything they could. Jenna had taken to things like a duck to water. She could bake, make homemade ice cream, Jenna could even drive a tractor. To an outside observer, people would think she was just trying to fit in. But it was much more. Jenna was striving to be a part of Logan’s world. The only world she ever wanted to live in.
And speaking of Logan...Jenna shivered, hugging herself. “He's a helluva man.” She bit her lower lip and smiled to herself. Unlike anyone she’d ever known, he was self-assured, confident, and compassionate. He was also powerful, handsome and sexier than any man had a right to be. Logan not only looked after her and his parents, he raised cattle and horses and was one of the biggest stock suppliers to rodeos in the state. He was also the Fire Chief of the local rural volunteer fire department. In other words, he wasn’t around nearly as much as Jenna would like him to be. If it were up to her, she would spend every moment she could with Logan. But he was busy. He lived on Gray Wolf, but not in the main house. Logan stayed in the former foreman’s cabin located about a half mile down the road. He always said that he needed to be closer to the stock, but Jenna knew he was a man who valued his privacy. If he ever entertained women there, she never knew it. And it would’ve killed her if she had.
Why?
Because Logan Gray belonged to her.
He just didn’t know it yet.
“Where’s my perfume?” She ran in the bathroom and started opening one drawer after another. “Here it is.” Soon a cloud of scent enveloped her and she grabbed her shoes and ran out with a laugh of pure joy on her lips. “Logan!”
Outside, Earl stood beside his son, smiling indulgently. “You’re spoiling her, you know.”
“Yea, I know.” He didn’t try to analyze his motives. Logan didn’t have to. The only motive on his mind was to make Jenna happy. “She deserves it. How many guests do we have coming in this weekend?”
“Six. Two couples, and a pair of brothers meeting here while one of them is on leave from Iraq.” Earl shoved his hands in his pocket. “Remember, the rodeo is tonight. You’re planning on being here, aren’t you?” He lowered his voice as if he was offering Logan a bribe. “Jenna’s going to be riding.”
Logan shook his head. “You know I'm not gung-ho about her trick riding. I think it's too risky.”
“Ah, but she loves it. Just like your mama. Besides, today is a special day.”
The thought made Logan smile. “Today is her eighteenth birthday. Do you think I’d be anywhere else?”
His dad didn’t get a chance to answer because the front door slammed and they both looked up to see Jenna flying down the stairs. “Logan! You’re here!”
He opened his arms and caught her. Holding her was like trying to capture a will o’ the wisp. She was sweetly solid in his arms, but her spirit was effervescent. No longer was she sad, she’d put the tragedy of her parents’ death and the loss of her home behind her – he’d made damned certain of that. “Where else would I be?” He held her for just one more second, that’s all he allowed himself. Logan had to keep his feelings in check. Jenna had grown from a lovely young girl into a very desirable woman.
But she wasn’t for him.
“Will you stay? I made a cake.” Her smile was so bright it rivaled the sun.
“What are you doing making your own birthday cake?” Logan asked, waiting to see how long it would take her to notice what they were standing beside.
“I made it for you.” Jenna never even considered hiding her feelings from Logan. Why should she? She loved him completely. Unconditionally. He’d not only saved her life, he’d given her a reason
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