*Teaser has not beed edited and is subject to change before release of Reflect Me*



“I think I just heard a truck door. I guess that means Logan’s here.”

I got off the couch and laid Lyric down in her swing. I wasn’t excited at all to meet Logan. All I had heard for years were crazy stories about him. The last thing I needed was another one of Brian’s dumb ass friends making my house their new hangout. I loved Justin so he was welcome anytime, but the other random douche bags that were at my house every other day constantly tested my nerves. I guess I was about to add another one to the list. Great!

Wynee and I walked through my kitchen to the front door. I heard the sound of two voices I knew to be Justin and Brian outside and the sound of a third, deeper voice which I assumed belonged to Logan.

After walking outside it took my eyes a few seconds to adjust to the darkness of the night that was only lit up by one light under the carport.

Then I saw him.

He was talking to Brian and whatever he was saying was making him smile. Dimples. He had dimples. Shit. That’s my weakness. His skin was tan and he had a day or two worth of stubble across his rugged face. His eyes caught the light for just a moment and I saw the most amazing shade of bright blue with a hint of gold around the edges. His lashes were dirty blond just like I assumed the hair under his baseball hat was. He had on a blue t-shirt that looked like it had seen better days with the sleeves cut off. His arms. Dear God those arms. He either was blessed with the body of a Greek God or he worked out religiously. His shirt was tight against his stomach and I could have sworn I saw the outline of his abs. His jeans were a light colored denim and fit him perfectly. Just like his shirt, they had obviously seen better days. They had rips in both knees and looked thin from years of washing. His jeans were tucked inside boots that looked distinctly like work boots more than dress boots. When I ran my eyes back up his body, he was looking directly at me. His eyes crashed with mine and for a moment the world stopped around me. All I could see was this beautiful man staring at me. Looking at me like he had known me for years. There was a familiarity in the way he smiled at me. That perfect smile made my knees week. I couldn’t think. Couldn’t speak. I wanted to live in this moment for forever. Because, for just a moment, it was just me and this man who, for some reason, instantly made me feel complete.

“Molly, this is Logan, Logan this is my girlfriend Molly.” Brian waved his hand between the two of us. I should have said hello, said it was nice to meet him, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t form words through the knot in my throat. Wynee shoved my shoulder lightly and when I looked at her she had one eye brow raised and a look that said 'you better explain all this to me later.'

“Nice to meet you Molly.” Logan spoke and I lost it a little more. His voice was like velvet. Smooth and with a slow Southern drawl at the end. I realized at that moment I could listen to him read the phone book and I would love every minute of it.

“You too Logan. You need a beer?”

“Yea that’d be great, thanks.”

I basically ran in the house before he even got a chance to answer. I just needed a minute. A moment to breathe because around Logan I felt like I couldn’t. I gave Wynee a look that translated to don’t follow me. I couldn’t explain to her what just happened right now. I had no fucking clue what just happened. I closed the front door behind me and leaned against it for just a minute. Dear God. I about lost my shit, and my panties, within 2 minutes of meeting the guy. What the hell is wrong with me! I pray Brian didn’t notice that, because if he did I would be getting shit for it later and I knew it.

Deep breathes Molly. Yes, he is beyond handsome. Shit they needed a new word to describe that man. But that is totally beside the point. I knew a man like that would never want a girl like me. Stretch marks and broken heart, that’s me.