Logan's Rattler A. Jarrett (electronic reader .TXT) 📖

shooting up a bunch of men with a huge-ass gun has anything to do with my inner psyche.” Logan took a sip of his coffee, moaning in delight as the rich hot brew ran down his throat.

“Huh?” Leo gave him a strange look. “You dreamt about your boyfriend shooting other people? Like as in killing them?”

“Fuck I don’t know.” Logan ran hand through his hair. It was just a dream, yet his friend was asking him questions like it actually meant something it didn’t. It was a case of an overactive imagination, nothing more.

“Calm down, Logan.” Leo reached across the table and patted is hand. “I’m not trying to imply anything, but you have to admit that’s

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a little fucked up, dreaming about your boyfriend, who by the way I have yet to meet, shooting down a bunch of men.”

Logan didn’t miss the hurt tone in Leo’s voice. He had every intention of rectifying that issue tonight. He wanted his best friend to meet the man he was dating.

“Well you won’t have to wait forever before you meet Finn. I plan on introducing you to him tonight.” Logan smiled across the table at Leo. “Sound good?”

“I guess.” Leo let out a dramatic sigh. “I can wait another couple hours to meet your mystery man.”

“Ah, how sweet. You’re talking about me.”

Logan spun around in his seat at the sound of the voice. He saw Rhett standing in the entryway to the coffee shop. He was the last person Logan expected to or wanted to see. After the way their previous date ended, he was certain Rhett took for granted that they were over. But as it would appear, Logan guessed wrong.

“Rhett, what are you doing here?” He could barely contain the anger he felt toward the other man. No doubt smoked curled out from his ears. What an asshole.

“Baby, I came to see how you were doing.” Logan flinched away when Rhett bent down to kiss his cheek. “Why you being like this?

Haven’t you missed me?”

“I’m going to go check inventory in the stock room.” Leo stood up. “If you need me, Logan, I’m only a call away.” Leo held his gaze.

“Just shout, and I’ll come running.”

“Why would he need you to do that?” Rhett’s voice sounded annoyed. “I’m his boyfriend, you idiot. He doesn’t need to be protected from me.”

“Whatever, Rhett,” Leo said sweetly as he headed out of the room. Logan giggled when he heard Leo whisper douchebag under his breath as he walked away.

“That little fairy is going to get his ass handed to him one of these days,” Rhett said, and hatred for Leo clung to every word he spoke.

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Ceasing his laughing, he glared at Rhett. “Excuse me?” Logan pushed at Rhett’s hard chest. “That fairy is my best friend, and last time I checked, you’re as queer as a two dollar bill, so you have no room to talk.”

“I was just kidding. Jeez, Logan, take it easy.” Rhett tried to grab his hand. “Baby, I don’t want to fight. Why don’t you grab your stuff.

We can spend the day together just the two of us. Alone. What do you say?” Rhett grinned suggestively at Logan.

Logan laughed bitterly as he stared, stunned, at Rhett. The man had lost his ever-loving mind. “News flash, we broke up.” Logan scrunched up his brow in thought. “I’m pretty sure I even said that when I took off walking in the woods when you and your friends wanted to use me like a set of finger cuffs.” Logan stood up and pushed his chair under the table. “So I’ll say it again loud and clear so you won’t get confused. We. Are. Over.”

Rhett stood up so fast his chair went flying backwards. Logan wasn’t a small man, but Rhett was larger, and the man’s anger was focused directly on him. Rhett’s face flushed such a bright red even the man’s white-blond hair appeared to become orange like flames of a fire. Logan’s mouth went dry, and he cursed himself for letting his big mouth put him in this situation.

“We’re over when I say we’re over.” Rhett grabbed him by the biceps and began to shake him with every word he