Logan has a past he doesn’t want to talk about, and after tonight, he intends to leave everything behind, including his all-consuming and unrequited love for Ryder.
Uncertain of his future, he stumbles upon a bar oddly named Logan’s Intoxicating Fantasy. Unable to curb his curiosity, he enters the establishment. Soon, he drinks the Amber Moon cocktail a wise old bartender named Solomon puts in front of him and finally walks into a new future. Maybe even to find a new love.
But is that what Solomon had in mind when he suggested the drink? Perhaps the strange bartender knew something Logan didn’t, like some things can’t stay in the past, including Ryder… especially if Ryder fully intends to be Logan’s future…
Ten o’clock found Logan rounding the corner of the block where the art studio stood. He had paced his tiny living room for an hour after he had left Laura off after dinner. He was unable to think of anything else other than “awakening a past love.” It wasn’t signing up for a class he was stressing about. It wasn’t even the other drawings he was interested in. It was just that one. The bar.
The deeper the night fell the more agitated Logan became with his need to find out more about either one. The drawing or the artist. Something had grabbed hold of his heart and now would not let go. Not to mention that woman even knew his name, which only hit him when he was pacing! If nothing else, he needed to ask her how that was possible. He had to admit, it truly was all a bit creepy, but he felt if he didn’t do something about it, he would go insane.
But then he stopped dead in his tracks as he looked at the place where the art studio should have been. The blood drained completely away from his head and he felt faint because stuff like this didn’t happen. He glanced up at the street name even though he knew he had the right one. The studio had been nestled in between a dry cleaner and a coffee shop, and there they were, one on either side, both dark and quiet this time of night. He even looked across the street, knowing, of course, it would be equally as crazy if the studio was over there since he knew it was supposed to be here.
Right here… where now stood the bar from the drawing.
Dark brick wall, the big window had disappeared, just the door and those blinking neon signs. But the thing that truly threw him for a loop, really had the blood roaring in his ears and his heart pounding, was that he could read the name of the bar now. It was plain as day.
Logan’s Intoxicating Fantasy.
“Oh shit,” he whispered into the night air. He should walk away. Hell, he should run just like he did the first time he had seen this place…or…that other one…the Amber Moon one. But he stood spellbound. Mesmerized.
Hurri Cosmo lives in Minnesota where she holds tight to the idea that there, where it’s cold a good part of the year, she won’t age as fast. Yep, she avoids the truth as much as she avoids mirrors. But one of the reasons she loves writing is reality doesn’t always offer up a “happily ever after” and being able to take control of that is a powerful lure. Being a happy ending junkie, writing just makes them easier to find. Oh, she doesn’t mind “real life” and she does try to at least keep it in mind when she writes her stories, but she truly loves creating a wonderful couple, knowing they will fall in love and have their HEA. Every – single – time. And, of course, that is exactly the reason she loves reading this genre, too. Give her a glass of red wine, some dark chocolate, and her computer, whether she is reading or writing, and she will entertain herself for hours. The fact she actually gets paid to do it is Snickers bars on the frosting on the cake.
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