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The Meeting

Early That Morning

Logan moves about the bedroom quietly trying not to disturb Bronwyn. She stirs awake anyway when he sits on the side of the bed to put his socks on. Snaking her arms around his waist, she pulls up to him and kisses him softly on the back of his shoulder.

"Did you just put your morning breath on my freshly showered body?" He quips.

"Woow!" She lies back down. "Okay, remember your morning breath the next time you wake up trying to climb my legs."

He laughs as he moves to hover over her and pecks her on the lips. "I'm kidding!"

"Un huh." She playfully pushes him to the side before getting up and going into the bathroom. Logan talks to her through the closed door. "What time you want me to get the kids up?"

"I'm keeping them home today. They were a little jetlagged last night."

"Yeah, good call then. I wish I could stay home with y'all."

"Why don't you?"

"We have that German engineer coming today."

"Oh, that's today? How exciting. Think you'll learn something you don't already know?"

"Maybe, but if not, at least the trainees will."

A few moments later Bronwyn emerges with minty fresh brushed teeth. "I can't wait to hear all about it."

She sits on Logan's lap straddling him as she wraps her arms around his neck, then kisses him tenderly. He deepens it just as she pulls back smiling slyly at him. "Better?"

"You know I was joking." He leans in again, but she pulls back again just enough for his lips to lightly brush hers. Impatient at her little game, he cups both of her cheeks and pulls her face to his kissing her hungrily. There was no better way to start his day than the taste of his brown sugar. As he works his mouth against hers, she gathers his t-shirt into her fist, pulling him closer to her. He groans softly, low in his throat then grips her hips, pressing her snugly against his hardening bulge.

Suddenly a series of text notifications vibrate his phone on the nightstand. Bothered by the interruption, Logan unlocks his lips from Bronwyn's and grunts. "Goddammit!"

"Who's blowing you up this early?"

He sighs. "My guess is somebody from the shop..."

Holding her securely around her waist with one arm, he leans and reaches for his phone with the other. Upset immediately spreads across his face when he gets his phone and opens it. "...or Jeanette texting me about her boyfriend. She's being ridiculous, you know that right?"

Bronwyn shrugs ready to respond, but Logan continues his rant before she can get a word in. "That dude is up to no good. I feel it. And she's with him like he didn't ruin her life enough the first time."

He pauses, shaking his head at the thought. Bronwyn takes the quick second of silence to ask. "You wouldn't be jealous, would you?"

"Of who? Him?" Logan scoffs. "You can't be serious, I'm never that."

"Then why are you being so hard on her?"

"Somebody has to. I know she hasn't been around that long, but in the time she has I've never seen her soft. Then this guy shows up and all of a sudden she's folding like a cheap lawn chair. It's like he has some kind of hold on her."

"Dickmatized."

"Dick.. what?"

"She's dickmatized. The babes and I say that when someone is hypnotized by dick."