Auctioned By The Ceo

He ignored Hannah’s gasp, and George’s sharp intake of breath.

“Yes, of course we are, but you can’t just not turn up. Your guests—”

“Are only there for the free food and booze anyway, you know that. They’ll be fine. Put Rhia on the phone for me, will you?”

“What the fuck, sure, man, but is Hannah okay with this? I mean. Ow, what was that for, baby? Okay, here, Sarah wants to talk to you.”

Sure enough, there was rustling, as he handed the phone over, or more accurately had the phone wrenched from his hand if he knew his new sister-in-law, and then Sarah’s amused voice spoke in his ear.

“Might have guessed you’d pull a stunt like that. Give your new wife a kiss from me and don’t you worry about Rhia. It will be our pleasure to look after her.” Her lighthearted giggle made him grin, especially as Hannah’s frown deepened, and she held her hand out for the phone. He shook his head and hit the loudspeaker button instead.

“You’re on speaker now, Sarah. Tell your sister not to worry. She looks ready to argue with me, and she should know what happens to her when she does that.” He raised his eyebrows, and Hannah closed her eyes and shook her head.

“Logan, seriously. Ignore my impossible husband, Sarah.”

Another one of those terribly infectious giggles came down the line, and sure enough Hannah smiled and rolled her eyes.

“Oh, I don’t think I will. That sounds like all sorts of delicious fun is right in your future. You’ll have to fill me in on the gory details when you’re back in London, sis.”

Hannah turned an endearing shade of pink, and Logan was hard pushed to contain his amusement.

“Sarah, stop it.” She glanced up at him and shook her head. “You know full well I won’t tell you anything.”

“Phtt, more’s the pity. Here comes Rhia now. Hey, sweetie, say goodbye to Logan and Hannah. You’ll see them when they come back from their holiday.” More rustling and then Rhia’s soft voice came through the line.

“You’re going away?” She sounded so small and lost, it almost made Logan abandon this impulsive idea, but before he could respond, Hannah did.

“Only for a little while. We talked about this, remember? You’ll have lots of fun with Auntie Sarah and Uncle George, and Logan and I will be back before you have a chance to miss us. I’ll phone every day to see how you’re doing, okay?”

Logan’s chest tightened at the emotion in his new wife’s voice. Rhia had blossomed under Sarah and Hannah’s care and lived for the nightly ritual of Hannah’s phone call to wish her sweet dreams. He should have known that Hannah would know the right words to put his niece at ease with their sudden departure. Already her nightmares had lessened, and she dropped off to sleep much easier than she ever had done since Hannah had become part of their lives. No doubt Rhia would come even more out of her shell, once Hannah lived under the same roof as they did.

The thought of having access to Hannah’s delicious body twenty-four seven made his dick twitch in need. He needed this over

with, and he needed to be inside his wife ten minutes ago.

thing was for her, and they needed to do this right. No doubt word of their unorthodox behavior would make it back to Lord and Lady Franningham in no time—those two seemed to have their spies everywhere—and while they wouldn’t approve at

“Love you, sweetheart.”

emotion to his throat, and as a result

soon, munchkin.

“Yes, Daddy Logan.”

to his gut. He didn’t deserve that title, should never have had it bestowed on him, if his asshole of a brother had kept his temper in check. He ended the phone call, cutting Sarah off mid talking and turned

“Shall we?”

Chapter Eight

looked like a naughty schoolboy right now, bunking off lessons, and in truth she felt

are we going?” She gasped, breathless after her sprint in the far too tight

a surprise, you’ll see. Get in

the car. The minute she did, the whole sky lit up in lightning, and Hannah screamed. Logan slammed the door shut, started the engine, turned the heating up, and shrugged out of his suit jacket. He looked even more sexy without it, the waistcoat accentuating his broad shoulders. When he undid the cufflinks and rolled the sleeves up, exposing powerful forearms, desire curled low in Hannah’s

the car, and more lightning forked against the sky. She couldn’t help her flinch or the white-knuckle

as he leaned across and nibbled

trust him, and she relaxed into his embrace as he smiled at her. The interior of the car filled with warmth, but even if it hadn’t her rising internal temperature would have chased away the tremors on her damp skin. This close to him in the confines of his car, there was no

looking at me like that, I’ll take you right here

teeth. His chiseled jaw already sported the first evidence of stubble, and she clenched her thighs together to relieve the ache in her nether regions. She remembered what that stubble felt like all too well, and it had been over a month since they’d

little sweet dove? No protest.” His voice dropped further to that deep, dark, sexy as

if we wanted to, not with me in

ran the knuckles of his hand over the swell of her breasts. Her breaths grew shallow, and he murmured something under his breath that she

you out those layers once we get to our

car into drive and started to move

real tower,

glanced at her, deftly

her breath away. “Not that you’ll

her way occasionally, and when she didn’t say anything, flicked the cd player on. Mellow jazz

you can

the complex man she was now married to and shook her

this is perfect. I just hadn’t had you pegged for a jazz man,” she said.

had me pegged as heavy

before he turned his attention back to the winding country roads. “I, of all people, should know not to judge people by