Chapter 49: Chapter 49

- Oh, Missy, you are simply stunning!

The infectious euphoria in Megan's voice made Missy smile, though her stomach was still tight with nervousness. With restless hands, she smoothed, for the millionth time that early evening, the silky fabric of the tea-pink dress she was wearing. There was embroidery and detail covering every inch of it, from the hem that spilled a few inches to the floor, the fabric that flared out just below her knees, the region that perfectly hugged her thighs and waist, the sleeves that formed a small cape around her arms, down to the moderate cleavage, but which still left a considerable amount of skin on her collarbone and her breasts on display.

- So it turned out good, didn't it? Missy asked, smiling shyly at her reflection in the mirror as she noted how the color had left her pale skin looking rosy and healthy.

- Don't be, silly. – Megan laughed, looking delighted, as she watched her too – You look fantastic! I knew this dress would look perfect on you from the first second I saw it.

- It's really wonderful... - Still a little dazzled, Missy moved slightly, feeling the soft and comfortable fabric move over her skin, before observing how the makeup that Megan had done on her enhanced her eyes and lips, seeming to have - gave them even more prominence on her face - I... I look great. – she finally admitted, awkwardly – Thank you, Megan.

- Your welcome. Seeing you complimenting yourself is the best thing you could do to thank me… – Megan opened a radiant smile as she watched her face with satisfaction, before finally asking – You… You're happy with him, aren't you?

- I am. Missy smirked, feeling her cheeks tingle as she blushed.

- But... I mean, are you really, really happy? – Megan asked again, looking cautious, even though she was happy, which made Missy smile even more. She'd heard Megan's “protective big sister” tone enough times to know it right now.

- You know... You know when dad used to say that the whole universe was made just for us? - Missy struggled to explain, trying to find the words that would make Megan understand, at least a little, the depth of her feeling for Logan - Now, maybe for the first time in my life, I feel it. - She revealed, with an emotional smile - I feel that he was made to measure for me, to make me happy... And that I was made for him, too.

- Oh, Missy... - Megan sniffed, opening an exultant smile - I'm so happy... You deserve so much... - She clasped her hands together, so truly pleased to see her happy that Missy felt her heart swell as she saw her. see the love in your sister's eyes - As much as Logan is a hard-headed curmudgeon... If he makes my little sister as happy as she deserves, then I think I can finally forgive him for being a real jerk to you two years ago. Megan smirked.

- Have you really held such a grudge since then? – Missy couldn't help but laugh, knowing how much Megan didn't know how to hide it, when she was irritated with someone – He had his reasons for not wanting to give in to what he felt for me. Don't get me wrong: of course I wouldn't want him to continue ignoring me like he did, but… I understand what made him fear falling in love. - She admitted, with a murmur - Who knows how I would feel, if I had gone through everything Logan went through...

- Always trying to be understanding... – Megan rolled her eyes, amused – In my opinion, it wasn't that much. Far be it from me to diminish his suffering, of course. But, really, there came a time when the situation was becoming untenable: he knew very well that you were a good person and that he would be happy with you. I just couldn't understand why he kept being so stubborn, especially when the two of you started having sex and . , the fact that she'd always known about how Logan felt about her, even before she even realized she was in love.

- Don't worry... - Missy smiled encouragingly - Logan told me that you always knew everything.

-II… – her sister stammered, disconcerted.

- It's okay, Megan. I understand why you didn't tell me. - She tried to reassure her - Especially in the beginning. I would have been so scared if Logan had just been honest and shown me all this… intensity… – she waved her hands around – Since we met. And, after everything Liam did to me... - she sighed, satisfied when she didn't feel that old scar on her heart throb - I really needed to heal, before I could discover what love really is.

- You're lucky that Logan is the most controlled of all Knights. – Megan laughed, already more comfortable – Devon barely let me breathe after we met. He's really lucky that I felt our connection right away too, or I would have thought he was just a complete nutcase. – She mocked, although her smile was perceptibly passionate.

- Now I understand why things happened so fast between you. Missy shook her head in amusement.

"And even more would have happened if it had been up to him." Megan gave a good-natured sigh.

- How was it... For you two? - Missy asked slowly - I mean... Now I understand that you must have edited many of the things you told me about how you two fell in love.

- It was... fast, intense... and almost insane. - Megan seemed to have difficulty finding the right words to define it - You know, I wasn't looking for love when I joined that agency, years ago. I just wanted a job and a salary that would allow me to do what I loved. But, then, there he was... - she gave a passionate sigh, with her brown eyes completely lost - So tall, handsome, strong... And I... I felt something. – She put her hand over her heart, as if she was living that moment again- It's hard to describe, but… It was like the convergence of the energies of the universe that grandma always talked about. I saw him and... I felt the attraction, the desire, the connection... - Megan quoted, her voice full of burning emotion - It was inexplicable and so special... But I tried to stay calm, of course. It wasn't just because he was drop-dead gorgeous and was making me feel magical that I was going to hit on my future boss that easily. - She smiled, amused - Devon, however, wasted no time on pretense. I had barely got my butt in that chair before he was practically on top of me, looking at me like I was a man seeing the sun for the first time. Which was quite cute, of course, but also a little disconcerting.

- I tried hard to be professional, but Devon wasn't willing to pretend. I think I was there just under 15 minutes when he opened up the game in full. – Megan laughed, with slightly blushing cheeks, which was quite rare for her sister – And, of course, as much as I felt there was something very special between us, I also thought he was crazy about all that magic stuff old. So, I tried to stay away, but... The rest you saw with your own eyes... - The pink in Megan's face became a little deeper - He came after me and I... I realized that we could getting to know each other while we were already dating... Although Devon was willing to get married from that first day. Megan rolled her eyes in mockery.

- And he did. – Missy teased, feeling happy as she always did seeing the love on her sister's face when she talked about her husband.

- Oh yeah. – Megan snorted, laughing – But I also got the time I wanted. And in the end, we got married when I was finally sure we were meant for each other. Not just because of the magic in his blood and the forces of the universe, but... Because I met him and realized that we complemented each other, you know? – she looked at her almost shyly, as if she didn't have the words to explain how she felt – Even if there was nothing mystical involved between us and I had met him in a conventional way… I'm sure the two of us would still feel each other similarly, one over the other.

- I understand perfectly. – Missy hugged her sister, with a radiant smile – Because that's exactly how I feel about Logan.

- And how I feel about you. They both jumped in surprise, turning to see Logan standing in the doorway of Missy's room, wearing an elegant tuxedo and watching her with a burning intensity.

- God, you Knights really know how to sneak, don't you? Megan put her hand over her chest as she complained.

- I don't sneak into my own girlfriend's house, especially not when she gave me the key herself. – still with eyes dark with desire, he approached her slowly, wrapping his hands possessively on her hips as soon as he reached her, while running his gaze loaded down her body – Heavens, Missy, are you… are you… – his hands moved up to her waist, thirsty, almost like he was about to rip the fabric to shreds to reach her bare skin...

- Perfect? Yeah, we've all figured that out, Logan. – Megan rolled her eyes, laughing, as she walked to Missy's bed to pick up a sleeping Rey in her lap – Don't you think you should be on the road by now? They're already short notice, and if you waste any more time drooling over my sister, then they're definitely not going to get there until tomorrow.

"Uh, I..." Missy stammered, trying to contain her reactions, although the way he was looking at her was making her panty wet. - I think Megan is right... We should go...

With a whispered growl, Logan hugged her waist even tighter and guided her out of the room, while Megan just laughed harder.

- It was good to see you too, brother-in-law. His clearly amused tone was quickly lost among the runners as Missy snuggled against Logan's chest as they made their way down the street, at which point Missy got another fright.

- We... Are we going in a limousine? - She widened her eyes, watching, amazed, the large and shiny vehicle parked in front of her building, drawing attention in the middle of the practically empty street.

- I wanted to make this night as special as possible, so that you have no reason to feel uncomfortable or out of place. – Logan revealed, while a well-dressed man got out of the limousine to open the door for them, revealing the spacious and refined interior – Shall we go? - Logan encouraged her, while she remained frozen by the shock of knowing that he had bothered to hire a limo just to take them.

- Uh... Of course. - Missy stammered, embarrassed for having stayed still for so long, and quickly accepted Logan's hand to help her in, quickly settling into the soft leather seats, while biting her lip as Logan sat down next to her.

- What happened, love? – Logan took her hand gently, while pressing a button that made a wall go up further in the cabin, hiding them from the driver, who had already started the car – You still seem nervous… Don't you like limousines? Sorry, I should have asked earlier...

- No, that's not it. - Missy shrugged. events in several of them, of course... But you didn't have to spend so much on my account, Logan. - Missy wrung her hands nervously in her lap - Of course, I'm very happy that you were so attentive, but I don't think it was necessary...

- Let me guess… – Logan sighed, annoyed – Your mother never allowed you to go to an event with her in a limousine, because she believed you wouldn't know how to behave even inside a damn car? Her angry tone made that question sound like an accusation, although Missy knew perfectly well it wasn't an accusation directed at her.

Biting her lip even harder, Missy just lowered her head, too embarrassed to admit that he was correct. Victoria had never really thought it was worth taking Missy to a fancy event in a limousine, as it had always been a little obvious that she didn't fit in those kinds of places. In fact, Missy had always felt as if her mother thought it would be a waste to take her with her anywhere, even in a car. Perhaps that was why she was so shocked: shocked that Logan thought she was worthy of such opulence.

She just hoped she didn't make him regret that night. After all, she'd already had enough experience to know that she wasn't born for those kinds of events.

The sound of Logan's deep breath, taken through clenched teeth, brought her attention back to him, whose dark, furious expression made him look like a beast about to pounce. However, as soon as their eyes met again, his face softened a little, although she could still recognize the anger that was still present even when he pulled her onto his lap and kissed her hungrily.

- Listen... – he murmured, as soon as the kiss ended and they both brought their foreheads together, breathing heavily – Whenever you remember something cruel your mother told you, just remember this: she was wrong. Wrong because she's asking you to be someone you're not. There's no reason for you to feel bad for not being what she wants so much... Because you're already perfect exactly as you are. And if your mother's futility doesn't allow her to see that, then Victoria is the only one who doesn't deserve her presence. Never the other way around. - Logan growled vehemently, not taking his eyes off her not even for a second.

- Oh, Logan… - Missy sniffed, trying to blink back the tears that threatened to spill over – I… I promise I'll try.

- That's all I ask, my love. – Logan sighed, lovingly kissing her hair – I can't stand to see the pain that that woman caused you anymore... The way she made you feel inferior all your life...

-She's not always as cruel as I make her out to be... - Missy gulped, feeling that she should say something in favor of her mother - Maybe I was the one who was too sensitive sometimes...

- And yet you still try to defend her... - Logan exhaled, saddened.

- Let's not think about it anymore, okay? – Missy caressed his face, smiling crookedly, wanting to put that matter aside – Now I know that there is no reason to feel that way anymore, and I promise that I will always do my best to overcome this feeling. But tonight... Why don't we just focus on the two of us? – she asked softly, biting her lip again – I also want today to be special...

Still clearly tense, Logan remained watching her intently for a few moments before her expression finally softened as he sighed heavily.

- It's okay, my love. – he relented, finally making her relax – I won't insist on this subject anymore today. But, understand one thing... - the green eyes burned hers, determined - As long as I live, I will never again allow anyone to hurt you or make you feel insignificant. It's a promise. – Her stomach tightened with the intensity and, strangely, also with the sadness and bitterness in his tone, but that quickly dissipated when he opened one of those breathtaking smiles – Now, let's just focus on our night.