Chapter 11
Afterward, hand in hand, they climbed into bed. Logan laid his head on Blaze’s chest, and they drifted to sleep. Blaze wakened first, marveling that Logan had come back to him, had accepted what he was. Because he negotiated between the human and shifter worlds, it was obvious the very Anglicized Logan still felt the pull of his Indian roots.
No wonder my wolf danced a happy dance whenever I was with him. It knew this was the man who would open his arms to all that I am.
Logan’s hair was tangled. Blaze used his fingers to comb it out. Then he stroked his cheek.
“Hmm. Someone wants me awake, I think.” Logan stretched and sat up. He slid his arms around his lover. “Yum. Are we going to do this again?”
“We are, and you’re going to be on top.”
When Logan reached to push his ha
