“I’m just trying to put this stupid bet behind us.”
Bet? What bet?
“Let it go, Lucky,” Donovan demanded. “If Hayes says he didn’t fuck Nat, he didn’t.”
Oh. My. God.
These men—her family—had placed bets on when she and Logan wouldsleeptogether? And Logan hadknownabout it?
He’d known, and he’d gone ahead and slept with her anyway.
Natalie spun on her heels, making it back into the bathroom just in time for the gut-wrenching heaves to strike. Minutes later, after splashing cold water on her face and brushing her teeth, she put her toothbrush and toothpaste back into her bag and slid the strap over her shoulder.
She wouldn’t cause a scene with the guys tonight. Not when they all had more dire things to concern themselves with. But once she and Logan were alone in her house…
I’m going to let him know exactly what he and the others could do with that fucking bet.
11
Logan openedNatalie’s front door and stepped inside. His chest tightened at the scene in front of him, the fierce rage he’d felt the night it happened still a living breathing animal inside him.
But after locking the door behind them, and they began their way through the mess, there was something else at the forefront of his mind. Something he’d hoped would come up on the drive over but hadn’t.
Of course, not much ofanythinghad been brought up, because Natalie hadn’t said more than a handful of words the entire ride here.
She heard me talking to Lucky.
It was the only thing that made sense. She’d been fine before she’d left them to go grab her things. Or as fine as she could be, given the circumstances. But the second she’d rejoined them minutes later, Logan instantly knew something was wrong.
The silent treatment on the way here only solidified his suspicions. And now…
“I’m going to go start a load of laundry,” Natalie muttered softly as she started to walk away.
“Nat, wait.”
She turned back, her gorgeous face unreadable. And damn if that didn’t kill him.
“What?”
“I know you overheard me and Lucky talking.”
She blinked, a deep crimson filling her silky-smooth cheeks. “Okay, so I guess we’re going to do this now.” The sexy brunette crossed her arms at her front and jutted her chin. “You’re right. I did hear you guys.” Her gaze became glassy, the hurt in her eyes like a blade to the fucking heart. “The guys really placed bets on you and I having sex?”
“They did, but it’s not—”
“And you took me to bed without so much as a heads up?” She shook her head. “Why?”
“Okay, look.” Logan quickly jumped to his own defense. “I only found out about the bet two nights ago.”
The lines on her tense forehead smoothed, a look of disgust fell over her. “So…the same night you and I slept together for the first time.”
Fuck me.“Okay, yeah. I can see where that probably looks bad, but—”
“Bad?” A humorless chuckle filled the space between them. “Do you have any idea howhumiliatedI feel right now?”
“I swear to you, I didn’t know a thing about it until Lucky brought it up. And I shut that shit down fast, believe me.”
“Sure didn’t sound like it back at your place.”