everything between us seemed to be.
My eyes fluttered shut, unable to stay open as I lost myself in the feel of his lips pressed tightly over mine. How soft and warm they were.
A flash of our time together raced through my mind. His hands sliding over my skin, so careful as he took off my clothes. My hands tracing along the graceful lines of his tattoos, the thick scars beneath them ridges that marked his past.
Logan pulled me closer to him, his arms sliding down from my face to wrap around my waist as I lifted my arms to link behind his neck. I wasn ’ t thinking about it, just feeling, my body reacting all on its own. Maybe his was, too.
When we came up for air, his eyes were sparkling with something bright that I couldn ’ t chalk up to just lust, no matter how much the rational part of me might try. I couldn ’ t explain what it was, couldn ’ t blame it on hormones or a natural biological reaction or anything else scientific.
There was only one word for the look in his eyes, and I wasn ’ t ready to use it.
“ Logan —” I said, and I didn ’ t know what words would follow his name and I would never know, because right then I saw them.
Walking together, both laughing loudly, boisterous and unsteady on their high heels, was Lexie — and Miranda . They were dressed in skirts way too short for the weather, their make-up done extensively and their hair looking like it had been set perfectly — before they got to wherever they ’ d just come from. Now, with the way they looked and the way they swayed to and fro, leaning on each other for support as they laughed hysterically at nothing, I knew they were drunk.
It was like ice water on my body, letting me know that everything in this moment was wrong .
I planted my palms against Logan ’ s chest and pushed, breaking away from him and backing away to put some much needed distance between us. I was breathing heavily from the kiss — and maybe a little from the panic that surged through me at seeing Miranda, Beck ’ s little sister , swaying drunkenly in the night — and as I tried to catch my breath, I saw him frowning.
He moved as though to take me up into his arms again (I could only imagine what my expression must have looked like), but I saw Lexie and Miranda pause, glancing over in our direction. I took another, larger step back from Logan. I shook my head adamantly and said, “ No. I can ’ t. We can ’ t. ”
He looked more confused than I think I ’ d ever seen him and I tried to explain to him. But Lexie and Miranda were still looking in our direction, watching me like a hawk. Suddenly, they didn ’ t seem so intoxicated. They seemed like they were staring with eyes as sharp as daggers, judging me for crimes I wasn ’ t sure I ’ d committed yet.
“ We can ’ t do this, ” I told him and before he had any sort of chance to argue with me, I pressed forward. “ I have to go. I know you think this is something real, but it ’ s just physical attraction. You ’ ll find some other girl and she ’ ll be the one, too, and then you ’ ll move on. ” I ignored the seizing of my chest and added, “ You won ’ t even remember what you were so insistent about. I ’ ll just be another girl. ”
Logan was already shaking his head, building up and preparing the perfect argument, but I wasn ’ t willing to listen to any of it.
“ I ’ m leaving Logan, because I have to... I … I just have to go. ”
And before he had a chance to say anything, I turned away and started walking. For a moment, I was pretty sure he tried to follow me, but I didn ’ t check to make sure. I had to be strong. By staring straight ahead and pretending like I didn ’ t care, like none of this mattered to me, then maybe he would leave me alone.
I heard the echoing of his footsteps behind me as he called out, “ Wait. Please, Addy, let ’ s figure this out. Together. ”
But I wasn ’ t listening. I pretending like I couldn ’ t even hear him and just
My eyes fluttered shut, unable to stay open as I lost myself in the feel of his lips pressed tightly over mine. How soft and warm they were.
A flash of our time together raced through my mind. His hands sliding over my skin, so careful as he took off my clothes. My hands tracing along the graceful lines of his tattoos, the thick scars beneath them ridges that marked his past.
Logan pulled me closer to him, his arms sliding down from my face to wrap around my waist as I lifted my arms to link behind his neck. I wasn ’ t thinking about it, just feeling, my body reacting all on its own. Maybe his was, too.
When we came up for air, his eyes were sparkling with something bright that I couldn ’ t chalk up to just lust, no matter how much the rational part of me might try. I couldn ’ t explain what it was, couldn ’ t blame it on hormones or a natural biological reaction or anything else scientific.
There was only one word for the look in his eyes, and I wasn ’ t ready to use it.
“ Logan —” I said, and I didn ’ t know what words would follow his name and I would never know, because right then I saw them.
Walking together, both laughing loudly, boisterous and unsteady on their high heels, was Lexie — and Miranda . They were dressed in skirts way too short for the weather, their make-up done extensively and their hair looking like it had been set perfectly — before they got to wherever they ’ d just come from. Now, with the way they looked and the way they swayed to and fro, leaning on each other for support as they laughed hysterically at nothing, I knew they were drunk.
It was like ice water on my body, letting me know that everything in this moment was wrong .
I planted my palms against Logan ’ s chest and pushed, breaking away from him and backing away to put some much needed distance between us. I was breathing heavily from the kiss — and maybe a little from the panic that surged through me at seeing Miranda, Beck ’ s little sister , swaying drunkenly in the night — and as I tried to catch my breath, I saw him frowning.
He moved as though to take me up into his arms again (I could only imagine what my expression must have looked like), but I saw Lexie and Miranda pause, glancing over in our direction. I took another, larger step back from Logan. I shook my head adamantly and said, “ No. I can ’ t. We can ’ t. ”
He looked more confused than I think I ’ d ever seen him and I tried to explain to him. But Lexie and Miranda were still looking in our direction, watching me like a hawk. Suddenly, they didn ’ t seem so intoxicated. They seemed like they were staring with eyes as sharp as daggers, judging me for crimes I wasn ’ t sure I ’ d committed yet.
“ We can ’ t do this, ” I told him and before he had any sort of chance to argue with me, I pressed forward. “ I have to go. I know you think this is something real, but it ’ s just physical attraction. You ’ ll find some other girl and she ’ ll be the one, too, and then you ’ ll move on. ” I ignored the seizing of my chest and added, “ You won ’ t even remember what you were so insistent about. I ’ ll just be another girl. ”
Logan was already shaking his head, building up and preparing the perfect argument, but I wasn ’ t willing to listen to any of it.
“ I ’ m leaving Logan, because I have to... I … I just have to go. ”
And before he had a chance to say anything, I turned away and started walking. For a moment, I was pretty sure he tried to follow me, but I didn ’ t check to make sure. I had to be strong. By staring straight ahead and pretending like I didn ’ t care, like none of this mattered to me, then maybe he would leave me alone.
I heard the echoing of his footsteps behind me as he called out, “ Wait. Please, Addy, let ’ s figure this out. Together. ”
But I wasn ’ t listening. I pretending like I couldn ’ t even hear him and just
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