CHAPTER FORTY THREE

JAMIE'S POV

I used the time that alone in the bathroom to think about the past few minutes.

Logan is here! When did he come? How did I not know? Did he just come in? Where was he all day yesterday? What did he do? What are his plans now? Is he going to disappear again tonight? And who is Logan Daniels?

I held the chair slowly trying to climb out of the shower, suddenly afraid. Someone always held my hand to lift my foot.

I HATE THIS! I HATE BEING INCOMPETENT! HOW CAN I LIVE LIKE THIS?

I leaned against the shower glass, hoping I don't slip. Feeling helpless, again, I give into my fears, allowing the tears that threatened, to flow as I clutch the towel to my wet naked body.

"Jamie?" Logan says my name softly, "are you done?" he asks coming further into the bathroom, narrowing his eyes as he observed my posture and my tears. Without waiting for an answer he bent down, reaching out to lift me again.

"Logan your back, your injuries" I whispered, but, I wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned my wet towel clad body onto his T-shirt.

I felt his body clenched and as I lifted my eyes, his jaws was also clench.

I automatically reached out a palm to touch his face.

"Is it painful?" I asked, as he gently placed me on the bed.

Ignoring my question, he turned to the chest of draws, "any special underwear or would any do?" he asks picking up my underwear and bras.

"Uh.. I'm not going out, so I won't need any, yet" I responded.

Closing the draw, he returns to where I sat, kneeling in front of me, chuckling.

"Just the the way I like to see you" he mummers, leaning towards me, capturing my lips in a slow sensual kiss.

I pulled his head closer to me, allowing him in. I've missed this, I've missed him.

Moving slightly away, with his lips hovering over mines, "I've missed you" he whispers, kissing me again. "Even in my dreams, I've wanted only you and now that I'm here, I'm not willingly letting you go again" he said, kissing me again, holding me gently.

Moving away slightly with my hands on his shoulders, "I can't" I said sadly, looking at his chin, that's covered with facial hair.

Tilting my chin upwards to look into my eyes, "I understand, but I'm still not going anywhere" he say, leaning in and capturing my lips once again in an intense never ending kiss.

"Uh Uhem" I heard behind us, followed by chuckles.

Logan didn't immediately let me go, even when I initiated it.

Releasing my lips, he turned towards our invited guests, "seriously?" he asks his mother and my sister, with a small grin.

Smiling, "there's a first time for everything" his mother responded, "and I'm still your mother" she chuckles.

I look at his mother's smiling face and bright twinkling eyes. She's happy, her son is home. I'm happy to see her joy once again.

"Jamie just so you know, you're the first girl I've ever caught on my son's bed" she enlightens me chuckling as Logan leans his head on my chest.

"Awe mom" he says embarrass. "I'm a married man" he adds, as I hugs his head in place on my chest, kissing his head.

"Okay you need to leave and give us a few minutes to help Jamie dress. So, chop chop" his mom says slapping his back, as he still knelt in front of me with his head on my chest. "We'll see you down shortly for breakfast" she slaps his back again.

Logan slowly gets of the floor watching me with sad blue eyes. "You okay?" he mummers.

I'm not okay, but I looked away from his intense gaze as he searched for the truth. I lied!

Nodding, "I'll see you at breakfast" I told him softly.

Nodding, he leans down and kisses my cheek, lightly, "don't ever lie to me again" he whispers in a deadly serious before walking away, without uttering another word as I stare at his retreating back.

His mother followed my eyes, and her smiles slowly disappeared, while Jess sat beside me.

"You showered?"she asks, "did Logan help you?" she added, with concern.

As the door shut behind my husband, his mother, turns to me with a worried expression on her face.

"What just happened?" she asks, walking into Logan's walk-in closet, to take out something for me to wear and I never question her choices. She even made me some easy to wear dresses in her massive sewing room where she has been designing for her new line.

"I haven't said anything to him about the pregnancy" I told her instead.

Walking out frowning, from the closet, as Jess starts tugging my hair.

"Ouch" I turned and glared at her.

"Gentler Jessica" she says to Jess in a scolding tone.

By the time Jer came to help me downstairs, I was already dressed in the royal blue and white sleeveless sundress that my mother in-law designed for me.

Jess tied my hair into elegant messy bun with some of my hair dropping loosely around.

"You look good sis" Jer whistles softly looking at my freshly washed makeup free face.

"Is Logan still here?" I automatically asked him, all three of them looked at me with a frown.

*Where else would he be?" Jess asks,

"Wherever he went to yesterday" I retorted, lifting my arms up for Jer to lift me up.

Jer came and lifted me in silence as we all left the room.

There were small chatter, that instantly ceased when Jer stepped into dining room, with me in his arms.

"Princess Leah" Justin acknowledged me by the pet name he has bless me with. The only one in our circle to call me 'Leah'.

Logan, wearing a scowl being the only one who didn't laugh at his endearment,