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Chapter Fourteen
JESSICA
I stretched my hand out to find a hard chest beneath it. My head was buried in the crook of the arm the chest was attached to, and it took a moment for me to remember where I was.
But then I do, and I almost die.
I’m in Logan’s bed!
I eased myself up, balancing on my elbow as I slid my leg out of the toasty covers. The cold air attacked my skin, and I groaned inwardly. I didn’t want to move, but this wasn’t appropriate. Logan was high last night, and I didn’t want him to sit awake on his own all night.
“Don’t go.”
Logan’s hand reached out for me, tugging me back down towards him. His arm circled my waist, and he looked at me sleepily.
“Stay.”
His fucking voice was enough to make me stay, let alone his thumb’s circular movements on my back. He pulled me closer, his lips brushing my forehead as I tucked my leg back beneath the covers.
“I have to go,” I whispered.
“Why?” He frowned, tightening his grip on me as I shivered with delight.
“I’m meeting Carlisle.”
He released me like a hot potato and turned over in bed, leaving me cold and stunned.
What the hell?
“You’re behaving like this isnewsto you, Logan,” I said quietly, sitting up in bed.
“It’s cool; I’m just tired,” he muttered beneath the sheets.
“You’re pissed off,” I stated, staring at his back which was covered in bruises.
How is he still covered in bruises?
“Jessica,” he mumbled from the bed. “Go and meet your boyfriend. Unless you wanna stay and suck my cock?”
Urgh. The Logan we all know and hate is back.
I climbed over him, refusing to look back.
I let myself into Ellie’s room to find her sleeping soundly. I gathered my bags and tugged on some clothes, desperate to get out of there.
I didn’t know why I cared so damn much about Logan when he just saw every girl as a hole to fuck. He did drugs, got into fights, somehow made a ton of money despite having a bar job, and, worst of all, had a girlfriend.
You kissed him.
Technically,hekissedme, I argued with myself, brushing my teeth quickly. I couldn’t go anywhere without brushing my teeth, no matter what. The house was silent, so I slid on my boots at the bottom of the stairs, glancing up one last time towards Logan’s room.
Leave.
I tugged open the door, inhaling the icy air gratefully. One thing was for sure; I was done with Carlisle.
Being with Logan in the club last night made me feel something I hadn’t felt in so long. I feltalive.I loved dancing, yet I haven’t danced with a man like that since… well, ever.
Then there’s the kiss.
