Logan looked at Briar, who had shied away and pretended like she wasn't in the room, and smiled helplessly.
They were almost there, but damn, they were interrupted.
Looking at her and then the wheelchair ditched over there, his common sense returned.
He took a deep breath as he calmed his desire.
It wasn't the right time. Due to momentary desire and lack of control, he nearly took her.
She deserves the best and the best first night. He owes her that, at least.
Knowing that there was no way that Briar would see his mother and sister in her condition, he reached out to her and ruffled her hair, saying softly, "Dear, I am going downstairs. You take a rest. Or should I send the kids here?"
Without looking up, Briar responded in a muffled voice, "Send the kids," if she remained by herself after such a moment, she was afraid that her thoughts might go astray.
She might as well cool herself down with the kids' accompaniment.
