The Mobster And The Cowboy (A Cowboy Romance) (24 page)

Logan awoke with a slight headache. He opened his eyes to see Melanie dressed in workout gear. Her eyes were sparkling and she was smiling. He studied her a moment before she looked up to him.

“Oh, goo
d morning,” she said cheerfully as she stuffed a small towel into her gym bag.

“What are you so happy about?” he asked teasingly.
Seeing her happy and smiling always put him in a good mood.

She smiled even bigger, “You don’t remember?”

“Remember what?”

“You screamed my name last night.”

“I did not,” he denied playfully.

“Yep, you did,” and she walked suggestively over to him and climbed on top of him and got in his face, “As you were coming,” she said, in
a breathless, sexy voice.

“I don’t scream, girls scream,” h
e growled as he flipped her.

She giggled and when she made eye contact with him, they both grew serious.

He slow
ly moved his mouth down to her lips as she slowly moved hers up to meet his, all the while gazing into each other’s eyes.

When he pried her mouth open with his, she closed her eyes and savored his taste as their tongues joined.

He abruptly ended the kiss and moved his head back while smiling down at her.

She opened her eyes to see him smile and
she lifted the corners of her mouth. “You make me weak kneed.”

“I know,” he said with a cocky grin on his face.

“So, I can cross off ‘doing it in a pickup truck’ from my bucket list,” she said, laughing.

“You have a bucket list”?

“Yep,” she said, smiling.

“Just how old are you darlin’?”

“Twenty eight.”

“A little young to have a bucket list, don’t ya think?”

“You never know.”

“What else is on that list?”

Without missing a beat she said, “Seeing the Aurora Borealis.”

“Mmm, yeah.
The Northern Lights. I’d like to see that too. What else?”

She thought a moment, “
Doing it on hay in the barn with a hot cowboy. Now, it seems I have access to a barn and a hot cowboy. Sooo…” she said smiling as she moved to get up from the bed.

He pulled her
back down and spread her legs with his as he ravaged her mouth. He rocked his hips into her as his erection grew and she writhed under him.

The phone rang.
He broke the kiss and sighed. He looked at the caller ID. “It’s Heath.”

“Ok
ay, I’m off to the gym,” she said, sounding breathless. He moved over so she could get up. She quickly picked up her bag and walked out.

Logan watched her sexy ass as she walked out.
That ass is mine and I just might take it in the barn on the hay,
he thought to himself with a smile.

“Hi Heath………”

****

After finishing a run, Melanie hopped off the treadmill feeling pumped. She was to meet Cody but not for another twenty minutes so she strolled around the gym with her headphones on. She caught sight of Kurt. She hadn’t seen him since Logan decked him in the parking lot of the Salty Dog. She hoped he wasn’t mad at her.

He was sitt
ing on a bench watching himself through the mirror in front of him as he worked his biceps with a free weight in each hand. He caught sight of her through the mirror and smiled.

Good, he’s not mad.

“Hey, darlin’.”

“Hi
, Kurt. How’s it going?” she asked as she bent down to kiss his cheek.

“Your man still pissed at me?” he asked sheepishly.

“Oh, Kurt. I’m really sorry-”

“It’s ok
ay, Mel. If you were mine and someone touched you. I’d have beaten the shit out of him.”

She cupped his jaw with her hand. “You’re so sweet
, Kurt.”

“Yeah.
That’s what they tell me.” He sighed.

Cody called from across the gym.

“See you later, Kurt.” She put her headphones back in as she turned, and sang, “It can’t be outmatched, it can’t be out….”

“Nooo
.”

She turned back and smiled at Kurt
who winked at her then met up with Cody.

For the next two weeks, Melanie and Logan lived contently at his house. On the second weekend, they drove up to see Heath.

Logan participat
ed in a rodeo that the camp put on every year.

Father and son were dressed in black chaps with black fringes.
Melanie thought it was the cutest thing.

Logan rode bareback and won.

Heath rode a sheep
, and while he wasn’t the one who stayed on the longest, he did get up off the ground, dusted himself off and grinned wide at his father.

Melanie detected a little distance from Heath but didn’t mention anything to Logan.
She chalked it up to being away from him for two weeks. Kids had a short attention span.

Linda didn’t show up.
Logan told her not to expect her. She was too busy with her new boyfriend to make time for Heath.

When they got back home on Sunday night, they no sooner walked into the house when the doorbell rang and rang and rang. Melanie and Logan stared at each other as they were undressing.  He already removed his shirt.

Logan shrugged and walked
out of the bedroom and over to the door. Melanie hung back.

Just as he got close, he heard Linda.

“Open up, Logan. We have to talk.”

“Jesus
, Linda, it’s 11:00 pm. Can’t it wait till tomorrow?” he said as he opened the door.

“No, it can’t.
Tell me what this is?” she asked as she thrust a legal document containing the words ‘Sole Managing Conservatorship’ in his face.

Her hair was a mess, her lips
tick was smeared, her clothes were disheveled and her blouse was unbuttoned down to just below her breasts. Logan knew she was drunk.

She happened to
have looked up and saw Melanie watching them from the doorway of Logan’s bedroom.

“What is she doing here?”
she demanded, slurring her words.

“That’s none of your business.”

Melanie retreated back to his bedroom and closed the door. She didn’t want to be a distraction.

“Why is she here
, Logan?”

“Again, it’s none of your business.”

“You plan on taking my son away from me. How dare you?”

“How dare I?
I warned you if you didn’t straighten up, I’d do that. So it should come as no surprise.”

“And just who are
you to WARN ME?” she shouted.

“Lower your voice.”

“I WILL NOT,” she screamed and Logan got a whiff of the alcohol on her breath.

The
front door was opened still and Logan looked beyond her to see a figure getting out of a car. He watched as that figure came walking up the steps.

“What are you doing to her?” the guy asked, partially screaming.

Logan knew by the way he was staggering that he too was drunk.
“Get the fuck back in your car.”

Linda turned to her boyfriend. “He’s trying to take my son away from me.
Don’t let him take my son away,” she cried to him. She turned back to Logan. “You can’t do that. I won’t let you take him.”

Melanie softly opened the bedroom door upon hearing a man slurring his words.

“
Linda, do you think any court in the country would argue with me. You’ve proven to be an unfit mother. I tried to help you but you wouldn’t listen. Now I worry what might happen to my son in your care. You’re never there for him. You….” he grunted in frustration. He knew it was futile trying to get through to her. “Just get the fuck out of here and go the fuck home.”

“Don’t you talk to her like that,” her boyfriend said and he made a fist and tried to punch Logan.

Logan grabbed his fist with one hand and with his other hand he punched him in the face.

Boyfriend went down.
If the situation wasn’t tense it would have been comical watching his legs wobbling first.

Linda attacked Logan. She beat on his chest.

He grabbed her hands
and was ready to take a swing.

“Logan
.”

He heard
Melanie softly say behind him. Just hearing Melanie’s voice brought him back from the brink of losing it. He turned Linda around and pushed her out the door. “Go the fuck home,” he said as he closed the door.

He turned around
, closed his eyes and leaned on the door, breathing heavy. A moment later he opened his eyes and he saw Melanie standing right there. He reached for her and she went to him without hesitation. He crushed her to him and she held him securely.

After a while, she moved out of his embrace and took his hand.
She led him to his bedroom, closed the door and stripped down.

He just watched her
, without saying a word as she undressed him. When she removed his underwear his cock sprung out, fully loaded.

She again
, took his hand and led him to the bed. Once there, she turned down the covers.

He still didn’t say anything.
He just watched her every move.

She climbed into bed and reached for him.

He clasped his hand in hers and let her pull him down.
He moved on top of her and kissed her, softly at first as his hands slowly roamed over her soft body.

She felt
his arousal against her thigh as his lips became demanding, almost bruising but she didn’t complain, she knew he needed that.

He moved a hand down to her sex and pushed her lips apart and shoved himself inside her
. It hurt, she wasn’t wet yet, but again she didn’t complain. She just gasped.

It was at that point he realized she was dry. He quickly removed himself from her and reached for a tube of lube from the night table. Swiftly but clumsily, he applied the lube and reinserted himself in her.

“Don’t ever let me hurt you again
,” he whispered by her ear.

“Okay.”

He fiercely took her hard and fast. But always when he took her, no matter how he took her, he made sure she was satisfied before he came. 

When
ever he was inside her, peacefulness would grab a hold of him, and he would begin to relax and concentrate on her pleasure.

When they were done, he rolled off of her and spooned her.
Neither of them said a word. All they heard was each other’s labored breathing which slowly subsided. He loved that she didn’t ask questions or feel the need to speak.

She knew he didn’t want to talk about it so she didn’t say a word.

After a
while, a long while, he held her tight and he said, “I love you, Melanie.”

But she didn’t know he said it because she fell asleep.

Logan
woke up first, the next day. He gently loosened his hold on her and went to take a shower. While there he thought about all that was going on in his life.

He had a beautiful, sexy woman
in his bed, who maybe had someone looking for her, to hurt her or anyone around her. He had a drunken woman who just happened to be the mother of his son. He consented to child services coming in anytime they want to check on his competency status. He had a business he had to run. But the most important thing he had to do was get custody of his son the fastest way possible before Linda hurt him. He needed to call in a favor. Richie knew powerful people who could help get him custody quick.

He sighed, feeling overwhelmed.
Then his thoughts turned back to Melanie. He also had to secure her safety and make sure she stayed with him. He realized he needed her more than he thought.

Logan walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist.
His eyes went straight to his bed and saw Melanie stretching her arms up over her head and smiling, having caught sight of him in just a towel.

“Hi,” she said softly.

The corners of his lips turned up. “Hi.”

“
Mmmm.” She stretched some more and threw off the covers. She brought her hands up to her breasts and massaged them. She tweaked her nipples hard. And three things happened. Her nipples stood erect, her moan sent an exquisite sensation through Logan, and he dropped his towel and climbed into bed.

He grabbed one of her hands and brought it down to her clit.

“Let me see you masturbate,” he growled. He turned on his side and bent his arm and cradled his head in his hand.