Free Logan's Leap by JJ Ellis, TA Ellis Page B

going through this…”
    “Stop!
Just stop!” he commanded. “Don’t talk like that. I chose to do this.”
    Jayna
nodded as she dried her tears. Stepping aside, she let Logan unlock and open
the cabin door. Moving through, she was amazed at the sight. The rough log
walls were decorated with mounted heads of deer, elk, and moose. In front of
the fireplace was a bearskin rug. What really stood out was the lack of any
electrical lamps throughout the living area.
    “Dylan
did say he likes it rustic for his hunting adventures,” Logan said as he
stepped in. “I didn’t realize how rustic though.”
    “I
just hope there's running water,” Jayna said with a giggle. “I’m not sure how
good I’d be at pumping well water.”
    A
fussy whimper sounded from the carrier so Jayna moved to a sofa and sat down.
She cast an apologetic look to Logan then pulled CJ from the carrier and began
to feed him.
    Logan
smiled, set the box down, and headed outside to get the rest of the supplies
and gear. A few minutes later, he locked the front door. Seeing that the other
two would be a while, he decided to check out the cabin. Wandering into the
kitchen, he found it well provisioned for the upcoming hunting season. It
looked like his little brother had learned from the previous October’s blizzard
to stock up. With Dylan laid up after his recent car accident, these supplies
would last quite a while if need be. Oh how he wished his brother were there
instead of in a hospital in Billings.
    Leaving
the kitchen, he walked toward the back of the house and the bedrooms. He was
taken aback stepping into what had been his parents' room. Instead of the king-sized
bed, he found four sets of bunk beds. Dylan really had taken over the place.
Checking each room in turn, he found each had a pair of bunk beds in them.
    Out
the back window, Logan noticed a new building connected by a covered breezeway.
He would need to check it out as soon as he could. But first he would have to
take care of the ‘I’ve got gas’ cry he heard coming out of the living room. He
walked in and took CJ from his mother as if it was just a normal part of his
day. And he was quickly rewarded with a hot wet feeling down his back when he
put the little boy over his shoulder. “Ugh, he blurped on me! Gross!” he said,
reaching for the burp cloth Jayna held. “Well, at least you seem happy now,
little man.”
    The
baby made what seemed to be a content gurgle, probably secretly laughing at
him. He felt a light brush against his ear as CJ began flailing his arm. “Are
you having fun exploring the world, my man?”
    “Logan
what’s up the stairs?” Jayna asked as she headed to the other side of the room.
    “That’s
just the loft. We always used it as a place to get away from Mom and Dad.”
    Climbing
the stairs Jayna let out a great laugh. “It looks like your brother took over
this room.”
    “What
do you mean?”
    “There’s
a queen-sized bed up here,” she snickered. “As well as some interesting
artwork.”
    “Artwork?
My brother has artwork?”
    “Yes.
Nudes are considered artwork,” she replied trying not to laugh. “At least they’re
tastefully done.”
    Good
lord, what had he walked into. He should have known Dylan would have made a
home away from home. His brother couldn’t give up his tastes even for the
hunting season. With a sigh, he headed upstairs with CJ.
    “Looks
like a buffet for this little man up here,” Logan joked as he reached the loft.
“Counting you, there are four pairs of breasts in all."
    “Three
pairs of them are perfect,” Jayna said looking at the paintings. “The artist
really is excellent.”
    “One
pair is perfect,” Logan mumbled before he realized what he was saying.
    “I
think your friend is delusional CJ,” Jayna said with a smirk. “Maybe he just
wants to make your mommy feel good about her fat body.”
    “You’re
not fat, you’re perfect,” Logan spat out, sitting next to her. “I mean…” He