"Aunt Soo Ryeon!" Little Mina spotted Soo Ryeon and ran over as she and Logan rejoined the retirement party. She squeezed Logan's hand before releasing it and kneeling down to Mina's level for a hug.

"Hi, Mina," she smiled. "How are you? Did you like the show?"

Mina nodded enthusiastically. "You singed pretty."

"Thank you. Your mom and dad did a good job too, didn't they?" Mina nodded again, and Soo Ryeon followed the child's shy gaze to Logan. "This is Logan," she introduced as he crouched beside her. "He sang in the show too, remember?" She nodded again. "Logan went to school with your mom and dad."

"I go to preschool," she announced randomly in response.

Logan laughed. "I bet you're a smart girl."

She beamed at the compliment as Sang Ah approached with Ah Ri on her hip. Logan pushed to his feet and offered a hand to Soo Ryeon before leaning in to give Sang Ah a one-armed hug.

"Great job today, playmaker," he told her. "You and Gyu Jin are quite a team."

Sang Ah blushed. "I could say the same for you two. Your connection onstage is as mesmerizing as ever."

Logan grinned at the child that Sang Ah held. "And this must be Ah Ri. Your girls are beautiful, Sang Ah."

She smiled proudly. "Thank you. Ah Ri, can you shake Logan's hand?" Ah Ri obeyed, and her tiny hand was swallowed up in Logan's large one. When she pulled away, she buried her face in her mother's shoulder.

"She's still a bit shy around strangers," Sang Ah explained. "At home, though, she jabbers nonstop!"

Mina tugged on Sang Ah's leg. "Mamma, can I go say hi to Ms Yeo Hee?"

Sang Ah glanced around the lobby and spotted Yeo Hee talking to Dong Pil and Mari. "I'll go with you. I think your sister needs a diaper change." She moved away, passing Stella Lee as she went.

"There you are," Stella exclaimed as she spotted her son and daughter-in-law. "My two superstars! Where have you been?" She leaned closer to Soo Ryeon. "I was afraid my son had dragged you off into a dressing room…"

"Mom!" Logan cut her off. Soo Ryeon blushed deeply, and when she ventured a glance at her husband, she giggled to see that he was every bit as red as she was.

Stella pulled her daughter-in-law into a warm hug. "You two did a wonderful job! I'd forgotten how much I love hearing you sing together. I have to admit, I had tears in my eyes."

"I did too," Soo Ryeon agreed with a soft smile.

Logan grinned and slung an arm around each of their shoulders. "What am I going to do with you two? My favorite women, getting all sappy and emotional on me. Where's Dad? I need some testosterone over here to balance you girls out."

"He took Grandma back to the house," Stella told him with a jab to his side. "And you'd better be nice to me, especially today!"

"Sorry, Mama," he replied, dropping a deliberately sloppy kiss on her forehead. "Happy Mother's Day." Stella swiped at the moisture on her skin and poked her son again as Soo Ryeon giggled. Logan feigned hurt as his gaze shifted to his wife. "Hey, you're supposed to be on my side!"

"I am," she replied with a mischievous smile. "This side right here!" She poked him just as Stella had, and the women laughed heartily as Logan pouted.

Finally, Stella calmed herself and glanced around. "I think I'm going to head home, if that's okay with you. I overheard James talking to Ji Gun and Jin Wook before he left, and I'd be willing to bet that there's a pick-up game in the works for later tonight. Do you want me to take Yeo Hee, or can she ride with you?" She stared significantly at Logan, and he guessed that Yeo Hee had told her about their argument the night before. Clearly she expected him to make things right with his mother-in-law.

"We'll bring her," he agreed tightly. Stella nodded with satisfaction and headed for the exit.

...~«ώ»~...

Logan and Soo Ryeon spent the next twenty minutes chatting with their friends and exclaiming over the little ones. Soo Ryeon held Dong Pil and Mari's daughter Jeni, stroking the soft black fuzz that covered her head and laughing as she cooed and gurgled. Seo Jin decided that Jeni and Eun Chan were destined to wed someday, and she and Mari huddled to plan out their children's future. Logan shifted his attention between his friends and his mother-in-law. Yeo Hee was in the midst of a lengthy conversation with Seo Jin's mom, which Logan found a bit strange. Even though Soo Ryeon and Seo Jin had been best friends in high school, Logan had never known the two mothers to be particularly close.

As the children began to fuss and the crowd thinned, Yeo Hee finally made her way over to them. "The show was lovely," she said. "What a nice way to spend Mother's Day." The tension between them was palpable. Soo Ryeon hated that.

"Happy Mother's Day, Mom," she told her, stepping forward to hug her. "I'm so glad you could be here today."

"Me too," Yeo Hee answered.

"Yeah, thanks for coming," Logan added. "Happy Mother's Day." He offered her a brief, tense hug before turning back to Soo Ryeon. "Are you ready to go? I'd like to see Grandma before she goes back to the her home."

Soo Ryeon nodded soberly, and after a flurry of goodbyes amongst their remaining friends, they headed for the car. The ride to the Lees' home was tense and largely silent. Soo Ryeon tried several times to spark a conversation, but finally gave up and stared sadly out the passenger window. Logan held her hand across the car's center console, squeezing it occasionally to offer his support. When they pulled up in front of the house, Logan cleared his throat.

"Sweetheart, why don't you go on in and visit with Grandma? I'd like to take a walk around the block with your mom." Soo Ryeon looked at him with wide eyes, obviously fearing an encore performance of their argument from the night before. Logan reassured her with a smile and another squeeze of her hand. "It's okay, honey. Don't worry. We'll be back in a few minutes."

Soo Ryeon glanced back at her mom, whose lips had formed into a thin, tense line. "I'll see you in a few minutes, Mom." With one more searching glance at Logan, she climbed out of the car and went into house. Logan and Yeo Hee watched in silence until the front door closed, and then Logan turned in his seat to look at his mother-in-law.

She spoke first. "Logan, I'm not really feeling up to a walk right now. Could we sit and talk on the patio instead?"

Logan nodded in agreement, and they circled the house to settle into the patio chairs. He took a deep breath and leaned forward. "Mom, you and I messed up last night. We put Soo Ryeon in the middle of our disagreement, and we shouldn't have. She is fiercely loyal to both of us, and it was unfair to make her feel like she had to choose between us." His head dropped. "So, I'm sorry."

Yeo Hee sighed. "I'm sorry too. Soo Ryeon has always been uncomfortable around conflict. I should have taken that into account instead of letting my emotions get the best of me." She stared hard at her son-in-law. "I was taken aback by how tired and thin she looks. Stella said she fainted earlier at the country club. Is she okay, Logan?"

He nodded. "She's lost a few pounds since her surgeries, and she hasn't been sleeping well since her scare on the flight the other night. But she's recovering, and I'm keeping a close eye on her."

"And what about… Will she be able to get pregnant?" Yeo Hee asked.

Logan's brows furrowed. "Her doctor is optimistic. But what she doesn't need is pressure. She puts enough pressure on herself without getting it from us."

"She told me that I hurt her by talking about taking care of your friends' kids," Yeo Hee confessed. "I had no idea she would be so sensitive about it."

He paused to control his rising ire. "Of course she's sensitive about it, mom. She wants a baby. We both do. We've been trying unsuccessfully for six months. She's had to face the possibility that she may not be able to have kids, or give you grandkids. She's always tried to please you, to make you proud. How do you think she feels, knowing she may not be able to give you what she knows you want so much?"

"I want her to be happy," Yeo Hee insisted. "But you're right, Logan. I do want grandkids, and I feel like I'm running out of time."

Logan frowned. "What? You're barely 50 years old. You have all kinds of time." He swallowed and pinned her with a hard stare. "It's what you do with that time that's up to you. Soo Ryeon needs you in her life, more than just a handful of times a year. I do my best to take care of her and to make her happy, but I can't take your place, or fill the void your absence has left in her heart."

Yeo Hee's eyes narrowed. "You're wading into dangerous territory, Logan. I can't walk away from my job, or my life in New York, to be there every time my daughter needs me. She knows that."

"She does," Logan agreed. "But that doesn't make it easier for her. Look, I don't want to start another argument, so I'll drop this for now. I just thought you should know how I feel."

She wasn't quite ready to let it go yet. "There's a lot that you don't know, Logan. Possibilities you haven't considered. Did you ever think that maybe instead of neglecting my daughter, I'm actually protecting her?"

"Protecting her from what?" he asked. Her eyes dropped, as if she'd said too much. Logan was suddenly struck by how tired and… old his mother-in-law looked. "What's going on, mom? Are you sick? Is something going on with your job? Are you in trouble somehow?"

She shook her head, holding his gaze. "I'll save you some time. There's nothing to talk about. Soo Ryeon already asked me at least a hundred questions, and uncovered absolutely nothing."

"Maybe she wasn't asking the right questions," he commented, leaning forward to look more closely at the small red circles he'd noticed at the base of her throat. "Have you had a fine needle aspiration procedure lately?"

Yeo Hee's eyes momentarily widened, and then she dismissed Logan's question with a wave of her hand. "I had a swollen lymph node. My doctor decided to biopsy it just to be safe. It was nothing. No problem."

"Swollen lymph nodes are often an indication of infection somewhere else in the body," Logan answered as his brain sorted through the catalog of medical knowledge stored there. "Did your doctor do a thorough examination to look for other problems? Have you had any large abrasions or unexplained pain?"

"Logan, I told you, there's no problem," she insisted. "I can assure you that my doctor has been very thorough."

"If there's nothing wrong, then why haven't you told Soo Ryeon about it?" he asked. "The secrecy just strengthens her suspicion that there's something going on."

"I could tell her that nothing was wrong, but she wouldn't accept that. You know how she worries," Yeo Hee told him as she pushed to her feet. "And although I appreciate your concern, the specifics of my health are between me and my doctor."

Shrugging, he stood. "Okay, suit yourself."

He opened the back door and stood aside so she could enter first. He followed her through the kitchen into the living room, where Soo Ryeon was sitting with Grandma Lee. When Logan and Yeo Hee entered the room, Soo Ryeon looked nervously between them, wondering if they'd called a truce. Logan smiled and winked at her before circling the couch to kiss his grandmother.

"Logan!" she exclaimed. "It's so good to see you!"

"It's good to see you too, Grandma," he told her sincerely, taking a seat on the ottoman facing the couch. "Did you like the show?"

"Oh, yes," she replied enthusiastically. "It was wonderful. And this beautiful girl…" She patted Soo Ryeon's hand. "She sings just like an angel, doesn't she?"

"She does," Logan agreed with a proud smile. His palm came to rest on her thigh, and she covered it with her own, lacing their fingers together.

"She tells me that she is your wife," Grandma went on. "Is that true?"

"It is," he grinned. "For almost four years now."

"Oh, my," Grandma replied. "Goodness gracious, how time does fly." She turned to pat Soo Ryeon's hand. "My husband and I were married for 53 years before he passed. James and Stella have been married for…" She trailed off, looking to her daughter-in-law for help.

"Almost 30 years," Stella provided.

Grandma nodded and returned her attention to Soo Ryeon. "And now our little Logan has found himself a lovely young woman to spend his life with. Lee men are very loyal, dear. He'll stick with you for the long haul."

Soo Ryeon smiled, first at Grandma, and then at Logan. "I have no doubt that he will. He's amazing, and I love him with all my heart. I'm sure you're very proud of the man he's become."

Logan scratched the back of his neck, uncomfortable with all the attention.

Grandma nodded again, pleased with Soo Ryeon's answer. "That we are, dear. That we are."

...~«ώ»~...

The rest of the afternoon passed quickly, and all too soon it was time for Grandma to go back to the nursing home and Yeo Hee to go to the airport. Gyu Jin and Sang Ah and Dong Pil and Mari were on the same flight back to New York, so Logan and Soo Ryeon hugged their friends and waved goodbye to the girls. Finally, Soo Ryeon pulled her mom into a tight hug.

"Thanks for coming, Mom," she murmured into Yeo Hee's dark hair. "I love you."

"I love you too, Ryeonie," Yeo Hee replied. "It was good to see you again. I'll call you this week." She released her daughter and turned to her son-in-law. "Goodbye, Logan. Take good care of my daughter."

"I will, mom," he promised. "Have a safe trip."

She hugged Soo Ryeon once more before turning and making her way to the security checkpoint. Logan noticed tears lingering in her eyes, and looked down to see similar tears on his wife's cheeks. He tucked his arm around her shoulders, pulling her into his side. They waited there until Yeo Hee disappeared from their sight.

"Are you okay?" Logan asked quietly as they walked back toward the car.

"Yeah," she answered. "I just can't shake the feeling that… I don't know, that something's going on with her."

Logan shrugged. "If there is something, I'm sure she'll tell you when she's ready. You Shim women have a tendency to keep your feelings bottled up until you've had time to think things through."

She looked up at him. "We do not!" He tilted his head, pinning her with a skeptical look. "Okay, I guess we do. I guess I never noticed that Mom and I share that particular trait."

Logan laughed. "When I was a kid, my mom assigned all my bad traits to Dad, and my good ones to her."

"Aw," Soo Ryeon sympathized. "You have a lot of good qualities from your dad—a big heart, loyalty, courage, team spirit…" She tilted her head to look at him curiously. "Why are you smiling?"

"I was just noticing how cute you are," he said, grinning widely.

"Oh yeah, that's another thing you got from your dad," she added. "Charm and flattery."

"Are you saying you don't like my charm and flattery?" he asked, feigning hurt.

"Not at all," she smiled. They stopped to wait for a passing car, and she stretched up to kiss the stubbly underside of his chin. "In fact, you can charm and flatter me all you want, anytime, anywhere."

"You, Mrs. Shim, have got yourself a deal."

...~«ώ»~...

As Stella had predicted, Jin Wook and Ji Gun showed up at the Lee home late that evening for a two-on-two basketball game with Logan and James. Stella, Soo Ryeon, and Seo Jin sat on the patio and watched them play as Eun Chan crawled around their feet, occasionally pulling himself up to offer them his best slobbery grin. Soo Ryeon wasn't sure which was more entertaining— Eun Chan 's adorable antics, or the men who were obviously trying to show off for one another and for their women.

"I think our presence is making them push themselves harder than usual," Seo Jin observed. "Ji Gun doesn't usually go all out like that when he plays with his school team."

"Maybe it's because Logan's playing," Soo Ryeon theorized. "He always plays like that, no matter who he's up against."

"Although I suspect he does take it a bit easier on his dad," Stella pointed out with a wry smile. "He'd never hear the end of it if James got hurt."

"That's true," Soo Ryeon agreed. "When Logan and Yoon Cheol play, it's all-out war. It's a wonder that neither of them has gotten seriously hurt."

Stella laughed. "They're both doctors. And they both have women at home who would wring their necks if they injured themselves too badly."

Soo Ryeon giggled. "Oh, Yoon Hee would kill Yoon Cheol if he got hurt with the wedding less than a month away."

"Must be nice, jetting off to Hawaii for a wedding on the beach," Seo Jin commented. "How many guests will be there?"

"For the wedding, just family and close friends. I think Yoon Hee said around 25 people," Soo Ryeon replied. "There will be at least 200 at the reception they're having back in Seoul."

Their conversation was interrupted as the men crossed the grass toward them.

"Done already?" Stella asked.

"Halftime," James panted as he collapsed into one of the chairs.

"Who's winning?" Seo Jin asked.

"Lees by eight," Ji Gun told her. "Jin Wook and I are just waiting to make our big move in the second half."

Stella pushed to her feet. "What would you guys like to drink?"

"Water's fine," James answered.

"Me too."

"Same for me."

"I'll take a beer."

Ji Gun groaned. "Dude, Jin Wook, you can't drink beer in the middle of a basketball game."

"Why not?" Jin Wook asked. "I do it all the time when I watch Lakers games."

"Okay, four waters, coming up," Stella decided and headed into the house.

"Looking good out there, Wildcat," Soo Ryeon told Logan as he flopped onto the grass next to her chair.

"Thanks," he smiled. "It's because I have my favorite cheerleader over here rooting for me."

"Soo Ryeon, that man of yours is running circles around the rest of us, even worse than when we were in high school," Ji Gun reported. "I have no idea where he gets all his energy, but being married to you obviously agrees with him."

Logan caught his wife's eye and nodded significantly toward the tree house across the yard. She blushed in response as memories from the night before flooded her mind.

"You'd better step up your workout routine," Logan teased, nodding toward Eun Chan. "Pretty soon your son will be showing you up on the court."

"I know what that's like," James said wistfully.

"Come on, Coach, you've still got a lot of game," Ji Gun grinned. "Especially for an old man."

Stella's return cut off James's surly response, and she tossed water bottles to each of the guys.

Jin Wook looked at the label with fascination. "Natural Springs? I didn't know they made beer!"

...~«ώ»~...

Late that night, Soo Ryeon laid in bed, cuddled snugly against her husband. They were on their sides, facing each other, and her face nestled into the hollow just below his collarbone. She took deep breaths, trying to calm herself, inhaling the manly scent that was fresh, clean, and uniquely Logan. The nightmare she'd awakened from was slightly different from the ones she'd had for the past few nights. This time, the plane that had crashed had been the one carrying her mother and friends. She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to block out the images that lingered in her mind's eye. At least she'd managed to wake from this dream without disturbing Logan. She brushed her fingertips along the hair on his chest, and he tightened his arms around her, gathering her closer even as he slept.

She wished that the mere presence of Logan beside her was enough to quell the tide of her dreams, but apparently her subconscious mind was far too creative to allow that to happen. Her psyche seemed to enjoy enacting worst-case scenarios simply to torture her. Unfortunately, the conscious reality wasn't very comforting. In the morning, she and Logan would board a plane and fly back to Seoul. The thought terrified her. She'd managed to keep the fear at bay with the busyness of the weekend, but now that the reunion activities were done, there was nothing left to distract her. Realizing that she wouldn't be going back to sleep for awhile, Soo Ryeon shifted slightly, draping her arm over Logan's waist. To her surprise, his lips puckered against her forehead.

"Are you okay?" he asked, his voice adorably gravelly.

"Yeah," she answered, tipping her head up to look at him. "I was just… um… well, uh…"

"Thinking about the flight in the morning," he finished for her. She nodded, and he shifted to rest his head on his hand. "Did you have another nightmare?" She nodded again, and he tilted her chin up to look in her eyes. "You were supposed to wake me if you had a nightmare or couldn't sleep," he reminded her.

"That's silly, Logan," she argued. "Why should both of us be losing sleep?"

His fingertips traced the lines of her face. "Because I want to take care of you, and I can't do that if I'm over here sawing logs."

She smiled at that imagery. "There is a pretty big pile of lumber over there," she teased. "I nearly tripped when I went to the bathroom."

Logan laughed softly before his expression grew serious again. "Talk to me, sweetheart. Tell me what's going on in that pretty head of yours."

She sighed. Might as well give it a shot, she told herself. "I was thinking… What if we keep the rental car and drive back to Seoul?" Feeling bad for even suggesting such a time-consuming road trip, she rolled away from him, onto her back. Her escape was thwarted as his big hand grasped her hip and pulled her back to face him.

"I thought about that," he admitted. "But we'll be flying to Hawaii for Yoon Cheol and Yoon Hee's wedding in less than a month. Don't you think it would be better to face your fear now, rather than the day before the wedding?"

Soo Ryeon nodded. She'd already thought of that. "I know, you're right. And I flew again right after we went down on Thursday, but I was in shock. They told us to get on the new plane, and I did. I probably would've run naked through downtown Busan if they'd said it would get me home faster."

Logan rolled onto his back, draping his forearm over his eyes. "Babe, you can't say things like that when I'm trying to keep my hands to myself," he whined. She giggled, and he mock-glared at her. "Don't make me drag you out of here to recreate another one of my high school fantasies about you!"

She snapped her mouth shut tight, knowing that he wasn't bluffing. "That sounds intriguing, but we have to be at the airport in a few hours. I don't think your parents would appreciate having to hunt all over Daegu for us when we turn up missing, and I definitely don't want to try to explain to them what we were doing."

He felt her cheek heat against his arm and chuckled. "I, for one, would love to see the looks on their faces when they found us, say, on the roof at Daegu high school, or in the boys' locker room, or on the golf course at Lava Springs, or in the school library…"

"The library?" She challenged. "You're making that up!"

"Nope," he insisted. "You spent so much time there, I imagined what it would be like to take you on one of the study tables. You know, the one way in the back, farthest from the circulation desk? It would be late, so no one would be there, and I'd try to get you to go home, but you'd insist that you had more homework to do, so I'd sit next to you and slide my hand up your skirt…"

She shivered at the thought, and he grinned. "Logan, what are you doing to me?" she asked hoarsely. "Now I'm getting all hot and bothered."

Logan stretched to kiss her forehead again and smiled smugly at her. "But now you have plenty to think and dream about besides flying, don't you?"

Her jaw dropped in shock. "Logan Lee! You did that on purpose?"

"You started it, talking about running naked through Busan," he reminded her. "I just opened your mind to…" He pinched her backside playfully. "New possibilities." With that, he rolled to his other side, facing away from her, and burrowed under the covers.

"Oh, I'll get you for that, mister," she threatened, envious that he could go back to sleep so easily. She… well, he was right… she had some new possibilities to think about.

...~«ώ»~...

As they waited to board their plane the next morning, Soo Ryeon yawned and glared at Logan's pathetic attempts to disguise his laughter. She slapped at him, making contact with his forearm.

"It's your fault I'm so tired," she accused.

"But you didn't have any more nightmares, did you?" he pointed out with a grin.

"Depends on what you would call a dream about us rolling around on a library table," she muttered.

"Well, hopefully you wouldn't consider that a nightmare!"

"I'll let you know when I'm speaking to you again," she announced, folding her arms across her chest and turning away.

Logan knew that she wasn't really angry at him—she was never that petty. She was just using that as an excuse to not think about their upcoming flight. He played along, quietly standing behind her as she stared out the concourse windows. The public address system flared to life, announcing that their flight to Seoul would begin boarding immediately. Logan watched his wife, and as soon as her shoulders tensed, he settled his hands there and turned her to face him. The feigned anger was gone, as he'd known it would be, and had been replaced by wide-eyed panic. She gripped his arms so tightly that he wondered if he'd have permanent indentations from her fingernails in his flesh.

"I can't do this, Logan," she whispered frantically, looking from side to side as if planning her escape route.

"Yes you can, sweetheart," he soothed. "I won't let anything happen to you. In a few hours we'll be back in Seoul, safe and sound."

She looked at him skeptically, and then nodded. "Okay, but if we die, I may not be able to forgive you."

"Fair enough," he smiled, taking her hand and leading her through the tunnel onto the plane.

...~«ώ»~...

Nearly three hours later, as the plane descended through the clouds and smog, Logan decided that he'd never been so glad to see the Seoul airport. He'd taken care of Soo Ryeon as she'd gotten sick again and again, his soothing words no match for the upheaval of her nervous stomach. His hand throbbed from her vise-like grip, and once, when they'd hit a patch of turbulence, she'd actually drawn blood from the skin on his arm. Despite the battle wounds, though, he felt nothing but pity for her. She looked thoroughly miserable.

"Soo Ryeon?" he murmured, waiting until her bloodshot eyes slid open. "It's almost over, baby. We're getting ready to land. Squeeze my hand as hard as you need to, okay?"

She nodded mutely and scooted as close to him as her seatbelt would allow, burying her face into his side. He could feel her trembling, and he watched anxiously out the window as they approached the ground.

"Okay, sweetheart, we're about to set down," he related softly. "You're going to feel a bump…" The plane's wheels touched down, and she flinched. "And now we're on the ground. You did it, babe. It's over."

...~«ώ»~...

As much as they'd enjoyed their trip to Daegu, Logan and Soo Ryeon agreed that it felt good to be home. After they unpacked and started on the laundry, Soo Ryeon announced that she was going out for a little while.

Logan's brows furrowed. "Where are you going?"

Soo Ryeon smiled innocently. "I realized last night that I need to look up a few case files for my summer studies. I thought I'd go over to the campus library." Her deliberate emphasis on the last word caused Logan's eyes to widen and his pants to tighten.

"Wh… um… now?" he stammered. "By yourself?"

"Why wouldn't I go by myself?" she teased, tracing a finger up her bare leg. "I'm a big girl."

Soo Ryeon would never actually act out the scenario he'd described in such a public place. Logan knew she was messing with him, but all his muddled brain could think about was the spectacular ending to his library fantasy. He looked around the room frantically, looking for an excuse to keep her from leaving.

"We have books here," he pointed out.

"So we do," she agreed, walking over to the bookshelf in the living room. She pretended to consider his suggestion, and then turned around with a pout. "But it's not really a library, is it? So I'm not sure it'll work. Like you said, we need to explore new possibilities."

He stepped forward, reaching around her to pull a random book off the shelf, and deliberately brushed his arm against the side of her breast. Her tiny gasp encouraged him, so he pressed his body against her back and lowered his head to whisper in her ear. "The 'library' part of the equation is optional, sweetheart. No matter what book you read, the ending's going to be the same. We have books in every room of this house. Take your pick."

Unable to tease him any longer, she turned in his arms and pulled his head down into a fiery kiss.

Sometime later, as she dozed in his arms, Logan couldn't help but think that just like in his tree house, when it came to Soo Ryeon, reality beat fantasy every single time.