Free Irreplaceable by Angela Graham Page A

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landed on his shoulder, where I kissed him over and over until my lips were
swollen and tingling. His hands dug into my ass, holding me against him. Harder
and harder he drove into my body, filling me with his need, until my entire
body exploded, pulsating in his arms as he released inside me.
    Catching my breath was impossible through the aftershock
of the high. My brain had checked out. I drew back just enough to look into his
eyes, and was met with that devilish smirk I hadn’t seen in so long before he
leaned in and ran his tongue up my cheek.
    What?
    I shook my head, unsure what to think when he did it
again. Then I noticed his face starting to morph into that of an animal. I flew
out of his arms and jerked up, opening my eyes to find me still in my chair
with Scout, paws on my chest, licking my face.
    Startled, I yelped, jumping up and tripping over the
blanket still wrapped around my fully clothed body. There was no stopping the
tumble that threw me to the ground, taking the chair and Scout down with me.
Calming my breathing, I lay there in the snow, Scout barking beside me. I began
laughing to myself.
    “Are you all right?” Jax asked, standing over me.
    “Yeah, just had a…dream.”
    “Oh, I noticed that.” A grin grew over his lips.
    Great! There had to be a way to get his brother
out of my head.
    Jax extended his hand down and helped me up. I set the
blanket—now covered in snow—on the chair and scooped Scout into my arms,
kissing the top of his head. I missed him more than I’d realized.
    “What are you doing out here this late?” he asked,
lifting the chair.
    “I don’t know. Getting tired sitting inside all the
time.”
    He nodded. “Yeah, that’s understandable. I’d go nuts
without someone to keep me company.” His brow arched and voice dropped. “Do you
need some company , Cassie?”
    I rolled my eyes. “No, I’m good, thanks.” I chuckled.
    “Well, the offer always stands, but you know you can
always come over to our place. We have the game room, not to mention Oliver
asks about you daily—hell, sometimes hourly.” He laughed.
    “I will soon.” I gave Scout another tight squeeze, then placed
him on the ground. Turning, I grabbed the blanket and began dusting off the
snow.
    “All right, I’m freezing, and this dog has some business
to get done so I can get some sleep. I’ll see you around…and Cassie?”
    I looked back and noticed his smile was replaced with an
unfamiliar, almost strained expression.
    “You still look good.”
    “Thanks.” I snorted, shaking my head as my laughter
followed.
    “I’m just saying, don’t hide away forever.” His smile was
back in place as he called for Scout to follow him back to his yard.
    Smiling to myself, I folded the blanket over my arm and
turned to walk inside when I noticed the window at Logan’s house had the
curtain open, just like in the dream. My smile dropped as I took him all in as
he stood there, dressed in a plain white V-neck T-shirt covered in paint
streaks, staring over at me.
    With a slight nod, I offered a tight smile before turning
away and heading inside.

    The rest of the week passed at
the same sluggish rate, with Logan staying true to his word but the dreams
constant. There was little to do, so I found myself in bed reading and staring
up at nothing through the days, my thoughts wild during the nights.
    My thoughts of him were distant, however, as I shoveled
another spoonful of Hilary’s mystery casserole into my mouth over Sunday
dinner.
    “You sure you’re all right?” she asked, sipping her wine
across the table from me.
    “Perfect.” I really was, but I knew what she was asking
and I wasn’t going there. “So, what’s Caleb up to tonight? I’m sure you’d
rather spend your Sunday with him over your dreary old friend.”
    “You’re not dreary!” she sneered. “Although it would be
nice to see you in something other than sweatpants.”
    I chuckled once at the disdain in her voice and crinkle
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