absently. She’s tougher than steel. “What’d you do to the door?” She pointed at it while rinsing a wash cloth under the tap with cold water. “I couldn’t get in.” “Thanks.” He blinked, not sure what to say. “I think you handled yourself fine without me.” He grinned. She flashed him a small smile before biting her lip at the pain it caused. When he stepped towards her, she held her hand up. “I’ll be okay. I do need to file a report against your stepbrother though.” “What did he do?” Logan stuffed his hands into the pockets of his jeans. “He was waiting for me here when I came in. I didn’t think anyone was in my room so I locked the door so no one else would come in. Charlie attacked me in the dark and tried forcing my clothes off.” Tears burned at the corner of her eyes but she blinked them away. “He didn’t get far though. He wasn’t expecting a girl who knew how to fight back. Or probably someone who was sober.” She rubbed the blood off of her mouth with the wet cloth. “Truth be told, you don’t look like the kind of girl who could whoop a guy’s ass. Not a big guy like Charlie.” He was going to kill his stepbrother. Logan took a step toward her just as voices shouted from the other side of the dorm suite. “Police! Open up!”
Chapter 13 Set Fire to the Rain
Ashley and Logan spoke to the police while paramedics took the passed out girl, Marissa Barnes, on a stretcher. Ashley had told the police everything, and though she was okay, hearing her recount what she had gone through infuriated Logan even further. The party broke the moment the cops showed up. How campus police hadn’t broken it up sooner was beyond Logan’s comprehension. Ashley didn’t want to press charges against Charlie but the police insisted he had to come with them. Ashley tried to talk them out of arresting him. Logan was impressed with her inner strength, but glad they were going to lock him up for the night. Maybe it would help straighten him out. Logan offered to take her to his place for the night. She could sleep on his bed and he’d take the floor. He picked up her cello while she gathered her things. The policeman taking the report offered to drop them off. Once settled into his place, all his bandmates sleeping and oblivious to Logan and Ashley returning, Logan set Ashley on the couch and attempted to make her a cup of tea. “Hey Ash…” Logan watched her lie back on the couch. “Yeah?” She sounded exhausted. It had to be nearly four in the morning now. “You said you dealt with worse men up in New York.” Logan tried to keep the worry out of his voice. “What did you mean?” Ashley sighed deeply, releasing a heavy outtake of breath. “My ex wasn’t such a nice guy. He’s part of the reason I applied here.” “I’ll kill him for you,” he offered as he brought her a cup of hot water and plopped a teabag into it. She smiled, though it didn’t reach her eyes. “Thanks for the offer. He did his talking with his fists, and apparently never heard the word no. My mother always insisted that you didn’t grow up in New York without knowing how to defend yourself.” “I like your mom.” “So do I.” A tear slid down the side of Ashley’s face. Logan leaned over and wiped it away with his thumb. “I’m so sorry.” Logan sighed and covered his eyes with his hand. “I’m sorry for what my stepbrother put you through.” “It’s not your fault, Logan. You’re a different man than Charlie. You’re a better man.” “I wouldn’t blame you if you didn’t want anything to do with me.” Ashley brought her finger to Logan’s firm jaw. Lifting his chin so that his eyes met hers, Ashley replied, “I’m not going anywhere. I’m quite comfortable where I am.” Gently, Logan cupped Ashley’s face as he lightly brushed his lips against hers. Careful not to hurt her, Logan lingered for a moment, before sitting up. “You should get some sleep.