Logan (Denver Royalty #1) Read Online Sheridan Anne

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Sports Tags Authors: Series: Denver Royalty Series by Sheridan Anne
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Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 72659 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 363(@200wpm)___ 291(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
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No. No. No. I have absolutely no reason to be seeing the top half. Though, it’s bound to happen at some point, right? And when it does, I’ll be ready to take a mental image.

Before I even know what’s happening, I find myself reaching under my bed and feeling around for that battery-operated friend. My eyes close as images of Logan swirl around my mind. My hand travels down and I slide my underwear down my legs.

I’ve never done this while thinking about someone before but I have to admit, it makes it that much better. I can almost imagine it’s real.

I know thinking about him while doing this is going to make it that much harder to get him out of my head but I can’t help it. I’m too far gone and this feels too damn good to stop.

I finish on a scream and I realise Jaz was right, I definitely need a good pounding but at least that should hold me off for a little while. Hopefully.

Chapter 5

Logan

“Hey,” I call as I struggle to walk into my family home with these damn crutches. “Anyone home?” Jax and Cassie have been living here since they graduated college a few months ago and I must admit, I’m so happy to see this house getting used again.

When my parents were alive, this place was always filled with life but the past few years, it’s been a ghost town. But now that we’ve got Cass back from New York and they’ve graduated. It’s all theirs.

Well, for now, at least. Jax wants to build Cass a home to have something to call their own but I don’t see the point, especially when this place is available, but I guess I understand their reasoning, after all, Jax’s parents live next door and while it’s a bit of a trek to get there, it’s still a sore point.

“We’re in the kitchen,” Cass calls from inside and I’m glad she’s finally learned to say what part of the house she’s in. After all, the place is a fucking mansion and while I don’t mind the exercise, I would have been walking around for ages trying to find her and as I can’t seem to get the hang of these damn crutches, that really isn’t something I want to be doing.

I finally make it to the kitchen only to find Cassie and Brianna with flour all over them and the rest of the kitchen. “What the hell are you doing?” I question.

“We’re make apple pie,” Cassie says, extremely proud of herself. “Do you want some?”

I look around at the state of the kitchen. Apple peelings are scattered everywhere, mostly on the floor. Flour and sugar is covering the bench and to be honest, it kind of looks sticky. I head over to the oven and have a look inside but the smell that comes out definitely doesn't smell like apple pie. "Ah… I might pass," I say with a disgusted cringe.

“What’s that look for?” Bri questions.

“Because it looks and smells like an apple pie massacre happened in here,” I tell them.

“What?” Cass says. “It does not.”

“Yeah, it does,” I confirm.

At that, a familiar sulk sets itself across my little sister’s face. “Whatever,” she says. “It’s not for you anyway.”

“Thank God for that,” I grin.

“Shut up,” she says with an eye roll as they continue to do whatever they hell they’re trying to accomplish.

“Did you go to physio?” Cass asks as she takes a pile of dishes to the sink and drops them in the water, making half the water over flow and spill out onto the floor. “Shit,” she shrieks as she races around, searching for a towel.

“Yeah,” I respond.

“And…?” she prompts.

“It was fine.”

“For fuck’s sake, Logan. You’ve got to give me a little more than that.” Cassie whines as she drops to her hands and knees to start soaking up the water.

With that, a smile cuts across my face and I let out an amused breath. “Dave, the senior therapist wasn’t there, so I got the new chick,” I tell her.

“Oh,” she says with disappointment. “Did she know what she was doing? Cause if she didn’t, she could have caused more damage.”

“Relax,” I say as a flood of memories of Elle come rushing back and I try my hardest to mask it. “She was really good. It hurt like a freaking bitch, though.”

“Yeah, that will get better as it heals,” Cass says bringing out her ‘I know what I’m talking about’ voice.

“It’s not my first rodeo,” I remind her. “I have to go back twice a week if I expect to be up and ready for the start of season.”

“That’s expected,” she replies as a thought occurs to me.

“Hey, the physio said she was fresh out of college, so you might know her.”

At that, Cass gets up off the floor to face me with a curious, raised eyebrow. “I guess. Depends what university she went to. What’s her name?”


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