Chapter 69: The Quiet Before the Storm
Lycia
Logan covered my hands with his own, one corner of his mouth quirking into a mischievous smile. “But I still say that our firstborn will be a boy, with my dashing looks and winning charm.” Then he took a huge bite of his steak, gauging my reaction. “But if he looks like you, he’ll be a lady killer. The most popular man in all of New York. All the ladies will love him, and the men will want to be him.” Then Logan took my hand and kissed it. “And he’ll have every woman under his spell, just like his mother.”
I huffed a laugh, swatting his shoulder. “Keep dreaming, wolfman. I’m convinced this little one is a girl who’ll have you wrapped around her tiny fingers.”
“I’m sure we’ll find out soon enough.” The darkness had finally lifted from Logan’s eyes as he grinned up at me. Come what may outside this room, our suites had become our sanctuary.