Indigo did the same, and they turned off the light and walked out of her room.
Logan didn’t make it two steps before Indigo wrapped him in his arms and pulled him in for a mind-numbing kiss. Logan held on for dear life as he kissed Indigo back. He only pulled back because he knew they needed to talk.
“I know I said earlier that we could continue but—”
“We need to talk still,” Indigo finished.
Logan nodded, prepared to see disappointment, but was met with complete understanding.
Logan ran his fingers through his hair. “Can we stay here?”
Indigo looked too pleased. “Of course, Bean, wherever you feel comfortable.” Indigo swooped in for one more kiss before he backed away.
Logan walked over to the bed and crawled in the sheets that smelled so much like his mate it calmed his nerves instantly. Logan stared at Indigo, showing he wanted the man to get into the bed too. Indigo got in, but unlike usual where Indigo pulled Logan to his chest and held him, he left distance between them. Logan huffed out a sigh.
“Get over here and hold me already,” Logan grunted out. He wanted to bash his head against the pillow—that wasn’t the tone he meant to go with.
Indigo smiled at him and pulled Logan to him without another word. Logan inhaled and exhaled, controlling his breathing as he lay there in Indigo’s arms. It felt so right he wanted it to be this way all the time. But—
“Will you—” Logan started as he pulled the sheet closer to his face. He inhaled his mate’s scent. Indigo lay there patiently, waiting for Logan to finish. “I want to know what happened that day,” Logan rushed out.
His heart thudded in his ears so loudly he almost missed the sharp intake from Indigo, but he was hyperaware of his mate even if he wished he weren’t at that moment.
“Okay,” Indigo said. He squeezed Logan tightly against his chest as if to secure him there.
Logan relished in the touch even if he was deathly afraid of what Indigo would tell him, but he wanted a future with him and his daughter, and the only way that was happening was if Logan could get over the past. And he needed the complete story to do that.
Indigo placed a kiss to the back of his head as he took in a breath. “I want to say first, thank you.”
“Why are you thanking me?” Logan asked, perplexed by Indigo’s words.
“Because I know that by you wanting to hear the full story that you are possibly giving us a chance,” Indigo said.
He wasn’t wrong, so Logan lay there hoping he could take it all in.
Indigo blew out a breath. “I’m kind of lost as to where to start. I’ve thought of how I would tell you everything millions of times, and yet I’m lying here stumbling in thought.”
Logan rubbed his hand over Indigo’s reassuringly. “Start where you feel is best.”
Indigo kissed the back of his head again.
“Teagan and I had grown up in the same claw. It wasn’t a tight-knit group of panther shifters, at least not as tight as the Bliss Pride. Anyway, we’d known each other since we were kids. And like most shifters, you hear about the stories of finding your true mate. No one in our claw had ever met their true mate, but that didn’t mean you couldn’t find some type of love. At first Teagan and I were the best of friends, and as we got older and we realized the chances of us finding our true mates were slim to none. We grew closer. It only felt natural to morph our friendship to something more.”
Logan expected to feel jealousy or anger at the mention of how much history Indigo and Teagan had, but as he waited, it never happen. Shifters were territorial of their mates, especially if they weren’t fully bonded. But Logan’s lynx felt no threat from hearing the obvious affection Indigo had for his late wife.
“She was crazy—you would have loved her, I just know it,” Indigo said.
Logan squeezed Indigo’s hand, not able to say anything back just yet.
“We got married right out of high school. Of course, we didn’t conceive Gabriella till much later. Teagan was too consumed with her studies of becoming a lawyer, and I wasn’t willing to get in the way of that. Well, the year she passed the bar, we stopped holding off on a family.”
Logan growled. He wasn’t jealous of Teagan, but he didn’t want Indigo to