The Pumpkin Spice Café (Dream Harbor, #1)

by Laurie Gilmore

‘I don’t want her.’ His answer was sharp, fierce. ‘Then what do you want, Logan? Because I sure as hell can’t figure it out.’ ‘You. I want you.’

‘I can’t⁠—’ ‘I want you exactly as you are.’

‘I want the Jeanie that almost decapitated me, I want the one who believes in ghosts, the one who talks to my chickens and runs through the rain to chase a farmers’ market tent. I meant it the other night, I like you messy, Jeanie.’ He stepped closer. ‘I like you every way. I like you in your buttoned-up blouses talking at town meetings. I like you when your hair is spilling down around you and you’re wearing that ratty old cardigan. I like wiping away your tears; and your laugh is my favorite sound.’

‘I want you too,’

‘You do?’ She nodded, suddenly unable to form words. He took her face in his hands and tilted it up. ‘I’m in love with you, Jeanie.’ The words coasted over her skin, warm and sweet. ‘You are?’ ‘Yeah. Have been for a while.’ ‘Since when?’ she asked, with a teasing smile. Logan traced her cheek with his thumb. ‘Probably since I saw your hedgehog pajama pants.’ ‘Oh, no,’ she groaned. His smile tipped higher. ‘Or it could have been since you enlightened me about the best snack foods.’ She laughed. ‘Well, I’ve loved you since I saw how many tiny pumpkins you could carry at once.’

‘Wrap those sweet thighs around me, Jeanie.’