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"Do you want a photo?" He asked "I seem to recall that you wanted your picture taken in front of the Statue of Liberty"

She nodded, beaether?"

"Of course"

They took pictures in front of the Statue, pausing to switch off so they could both have photos on their individual phones Bront&euht of thean We have to take it again"

"Let’s change up our pose, then," he said, and took the phone fro it low so the picture would be an uptilted view

And he leaned in and very lightly kissed her h her body Bront&eu her ainst his She’d wanted this for what felt like forever, and when his lips parted, she took advantage and swept her tongue into his roaned low in his throat at her kiss, and then his tongue was rubbing up against hers An ache settled low in Bront&euan slowly pulled away frorinned down at her "Let’s hope that photo turned out"

Dazed, she stared up at him, and reached out to take the phone back The photo was tilted aardly, and the Statue wasn’t even in the picture "It’s fine," she

"It’s not We need to do it again," he said, and his hand went around her waist as he took the phone back froled it up once ain The kiss this time didn’t start off delicate Hisdesire rocketing through her Over and over, hisat hers in a way that , and she didn’t care

She nearly sagged when he released her again, and glanced down at the phone "Better?" She asked in a wobbly voice, clinging to hiain," he said, and couldn’t hide the triumphant expression on his face "We should do it onethis on purpose," Brontë protested, but her words were cut off by the heated kiss he bestowed on herstaccato notes through her body, and all her nerve endings see His body, over hers In hers ASAP All this dating and yearning see cruel tease at the ht, lost in the feel of his ainst hers A low moan almost escaped her when he pulled away, but she bit it back His gaze moved over her face with that same heated look that she was positive was plastered all over her own face She licked her lips and nearly ain, because she could taste hilanced down at her phone, and then handed it to her "Perfect"

Dazed, Brontë stared down at the picture A hot flush crept over her cheeks--in the photo, she was clinging to Logan, the two of the in the distance

She loved that picture

He leaned in and her breath caught She stared up at hi for another kiss, but his mouth moved to her ear

"I want you," he told her And he bit her earlobe

She did

"Shall we find so on her ear andher bones turn to liquid "Get to know each other a little betterall over again?"

"M-my place," she breathed "Not yours"

"That’s fine Your roo today," Brontë told him, and was suddenly wildly thankful that Gretchen had a job of soot her out of the apartment "All ours"

"Good," he told her, and the sound was full of so much satisfaction and proain

Bront&eu to him on the ferry ride back to Battery Park His arone all too easily into his eet back to the apartave her tihts

He’d taken her out to Liberty Island to see the Statue Bront&euht of her comment on the plane ride to New York She’d asked hi the Statue and teased him about how clichéd it was and how she still wanted to do it Such a small, offhand comment, but he’d re and had wanted to see the city, and had taken her on a tour of New York City with every date Even when Logan was deliberate, he was thoughtful

And he’d completely stolen her heart

Gretchen had warned her about falling too fast all over again, but this was Logan Her Logan Warhtful

And totally loaded And all wrong for a poor Midwestern waitress

Well, she wouldn’t worry about that right now They were heading back to her apart to make love Her body thrummed and ached with need for hih

She wouldn’t tell him she loved hi Both parties seeking satisfaction No emotions had to be involved, really It was just the natural progression of a normal relationship, after all

It sounded totally convincing in her head