Free Loving Logan by Leila Lacey Page A

tried
again.
    “Logan!” Lance said on the other
end.
    “Lance what time is it?” Logan said trying to
clear some of the sleep from his eyes and focus on the bedside
clock was now on the floor.
    “It 3 a.m.” Lance said
    “Lance why the hell are you calling me at 3
o’clock in the morning. You know I have to get up in a...” Logan
was cut off by Lance
    “Shelby was in a bad car accident!” Lance
said. Logan sprang out of the bed like a spring
    “WHAT? Where? When?” he yelled into the phone.
He has started out of his bedroom to get in that car and get to
Shelby. But realized that he was not wearing anything but boxer
briefs. Putting the phone on speaker he threw it on the bed and
started searching for his pants. “What happened!” he yelled to his
brother.
    “I don’t know! All I know is that she was hit
head on my a semi. They had to use the Jaws of Life to get her out
of the car.” Lance said. Logan had stopped in his tracks, his
Shelby have been hit head on by an eighteen wheeler. It had been
three months sense she had sent him away. Three hellish months when
all he wanted to do was go to her every day and make love to her
until she gave in and realized they were meant to be. Three months
were he stayed away and suffered in silence. Luckily the shop was
doing phenomenally to keep him busy. So busy that he had hired to
extra men on a part time basis to get some help and be able to
spend some time with Gia. But none of it had felt right without
sharing it with Shelby.
    “Logan! Are you still there?” Lance yelled
into the phone snapping Logan out of his day dream
    “Yeah! I will meet you at Mercy General!”
Logan said before hanging up throwing on his jeans grabbing a white
t-shirt and his boots and running out the door. He would call one
of his workers once he got to the hospital and have them open the
shop today.
    It tool Logan what was normally a 20 minute
drive from his mother house to the hospital in 10 minutes. Running
into the Emergency waiting area, he ran to the reception
desk.
    “Shelby, Shelby Beasley, she came in by
ambulance.” He was saying to the receptionist when Lance stepped
out of a waiting room and called his name
    “How is she have you heard anything?” As Logan
walked into the waiting room with Lance. He was slapped in the face
with one of the things that irked him most in the world rich
entitled people and a face he had not ever see before. Taking a
deep breath Lance introduced the one person did not
know.
    “Logan, this is Ivy Meade Shelby’s biological
mother” Lance said “Ms. Meade this is my brother Logan” Logan was
so worried about Shelby that it too him a minute to register what
Lance had just said about this woman’s hand that he was
shaking
    “Please to... Wait WHAT?” Logan said looking
back at Lance like he had lost his mind.
    “It a looong story Cassidy, and a pretty
disgusting one if you ask me. So you may want to wait on the
explanation of what this fiasco is until we find out what is going
on with Shelby”
    Still standing with his mouth open, Logan
looked around the room at all these always perfect people and for
the first time in his life saw a kink in the amour.
    “Agreed” Logan said looking at his brother and
mouthing “what the fuck?” Just as he was trying to understand the
collection of people that were and weren’t gathered at the hospital
a doctor and nurse walked into the room.
    “Are you the family for Shelby Beasley?” The
older portly doctor said. Logan recognized him from his shop last
week he had brought in his antique car for repairs, Logan marveled
that he would not have guess that this man was a doctor standing in
his garage. Guess you can’t judge a book by its cover. Logan had
never gotten that saying until now.
    “Yes doctor! How is my daughter?” Sarah
Beasley said standing a coming to stand directly in from of him.
That in itself was weird to Logan. Sarah Beasley was here and
wringing her hand in anxiety and Jackson