Alexa's POV...
"Alexa, another one just came in," Ginny tried to call out from the living room; all I could hear was her muffled voice from the soft music that was playing in the kitchen.
I turned off the music box and tried to listen to what she was saying. "...they just keep coming in; I don't think you'll be able to clear out all these orders today," she said, her voice chirpy.
I was much happier than she was. My business was booming, 'our business' like I usually said. After all, she was saddled with Alvin for all the hours I needed to bake.
Cakes, waffles, muffins, cookies, spring rolls, doughnuts, scorched eggs, I was getting one order or the other since the second week that I started delivering my supplies at the bakery down the road.
It was not a big plan. I simply had baked too much one day when I saw a recipe for cookies in a baker's book I read from Ginny's small shelf. In my excitement, I tried all the flavours listed there. I did
Logan's POV...I could finally admit to myself that I was getting miserable. All the men I had to send out to search for Alexa returned with anything but the woman herself.It was getting increasingly uncomfortable for me, and the council members had somehow gotten air of the fact that I was still looking for Alexa. The elders had sent someone to me for a meeting later that evening, but I had no intentions of showing up.Selena and Simon were both very supportive. Selena had taken it upon herself to travel to other territories, which she thought were the possible places where Alexa would settle down because she had always mentioned how much she loved to visit the other packs. However, nobody knew if she was there because they were yet to find her.I was short of posting her face on paper, writing missing person and pasting it all over and beyond. It seemed like some force in the universe was very bent on separating us. It was like the more I searched, the
Alexa's POV...Time indeed flies. In just a matter of days, I was making a lot of money from supplying cookies and other bakes to the pastries shop. Ginny, as usual, was saddled with the responsibility of babysitting Alvin. She kept reassuring me that she was okay and happy to help. But I tried my best to make sure I did not overwork her with all the load.The sales at the pastries shop were improving. My business partner, who helped me sell my bakes, assisted me in getting a messenger boy who would take my orders from the shop and come over to Ginny's house to collect the packaged goods to deliver. Every day, orders came from both the customers and the pastry shop owner himself.If not for anything, I learned a valuable lesson in that small town, growth was easy, was the work needed? Yes, would it be all rosy? No, but in the end, all you need to do to grow is take life one step at a time, just like I had done when I arrived in this pack with my pregnancy.
Logan's POV...The investigator reported back the next day, he sounded cheerful, and that was a clear indication that he had good news. I was just hoping that his good news would not be more tracks he had found but rather Alexa herself.My wish came to pass that morning; the first thing he said when he entered the room was to tell me to get a Jotter and a pen, I did not have to do that. I was pretty sure anything he said would be etched in my skull, so long as it had to do with Alexa's where about.He read out the location to me loud and clear. It was in a small town adjacent to the black orchid pack. During that visit, he reminded me of his final instalment of fees and told me how good he was at his job and how much I should trust him if I ever had a reason to find someone again. He also was about to pitch the whole recommendation talk before I ended the conversation with him.First, he and the other three men had sucked me dry with their very expensive
Alexa's POV... Being with the one you loved came with a totally celestial feeling. It was out of this world, and words could simply not explain it. Right there, in Logan's arms, with his lips gliding over mine, I felt complete, I felt at peace, I felt whole. I poured all my emotions into that kiss, my months of longing and yearning for him and to my loneliness that I had endured for the past months. It was almost as if I was dreaming. I could not believe that he was really right in front of me, with his tongue exploring my mouth, his lips on mine, and his arms around my waist, clutching me closely like he did not want to let go. When we finally broke out of that kiss, I could exhale, it was then that my senses returned, and I looked around to make sure we hadn't made a spectacle. Apart from the three teenagers that were a couple meters away and smiling at us, we hadn't caught any other person's attention, thankfully. "I've missed you more than wor
Alexa's POV...The next seven minutes were the longest seven minutes of my life. Logan helped me pull the cart along as we walked to my home. When we finally reached, it was as if my feet were glued to the ground. I couldn't move any further, my hands were suddenly sweaty, and my legs had turned to jelly.Logan and his usual perceptive nature must have noticed because he took my hands in his and gave me a kiss on the knuckles. "I'm here. Everything is okay," he said, pulling me towards the house with his other hand. He ushered me to the doorstep."It is actually not much, but this is where I've lived. My grandmother has been kind enough to let me stay," I stated, trying to make conversation and ease my nerves before I opened the door. He simply nodded as I turned to look at him. I knocked on the door once, and on the second tap, Ginny opened. I winced, hoping that since I hadn't rung the doorbell, she'd take time to hear me and come get the door, the
Alexa's POV...Even as I stood up and made Logan follow me, I could feel the overwhelming sense of fear envelop me. What would I do if he decided that the child was not his? What would I do if he felt angry that I did not inform him of such significant detail? What would happen to me if this led to the end of our relationship? These were some of the questions passing through my mind as I led him to where Alvin slept."What are you up to? You have a grandfather I don't know about too?" He asked, his voice teasing. I could only smile at him, although my heart banged like an old gong. I moved inside the room and then went to where the cot was. In there was Alvin, asleep, his eyelids beautifully closed, hiding his vibrant golden brown eyes."I want you to meet Alvin," I said, my voice cracking just above a whisper. Logan took careful steps towards me. His eyes betrayed his confusion; he clearly did not know what was going on.I waited beside the cot pat
Logan's POV...Right from when I was very young, my father had taught me that crying was for the weak, the cowardly and the woman. But at that moment, with my own child in my arms, I felt like crying. I was sure that if I blinked, the tears would surely fall. The small man in my arms was almost a mirror image of me, but somehow, when he opened his eyes, I could see Alexa inside of him; it was like a small miracle, my miracle.Ironic that I came to find Alexa so we could be a family again, not knowing that I already had a family waiting for me. How could she ever think that I would reject her or our child? The moment she showed that baby to me, a million thoughts ran across my mind. Was the child mine? Was she now with someone else, had she moved on without me? Fear crippled me. Anger and raw rage ran through my veins. How could she? How could she betray me like that?But my mind told me that I was late, I had waited too long, and it would be entirely
Alexa's POV...That night felt like I died and woke up again. My nerves were all alert, my skin was super sensitive to every touch, Logan was exploring every inch of my skin, and no part was left untouched by his hands or lips. He took me to the ends of the earth, he made me die a thousand times over before the night was over, he kissed, he caressed, he fondled, he suckled, and he made sweet love to me, the kind that made my toe curl and set my body on fire. The sort of lovemaking that left you sore and completely drained the following morning. I was almost wishing that the night would not pass. For the first time in a long time, I was not looking forward to the sun shining; it was almost like the good memory would fade away once it was morning. It was like this was some illusion I had to hold on to strong enough if not, the rays of the sun would come and steal it away from me.I was weeping, sobbing quietly as he made love to me. It was surreal, like a mirage, like some out of the bo