JESSICA:
Yeah, fine.
LOGAN:
Uh-oh. That means it’s not fine. Come on, Juicy… I’m not playing with you. I’m being straight up. It’s the best I can do.
JESSICA:
It’s fine. I’ve only just come out of a relationship; I shouldn’t even be thinking about another one.
LOGAN:
So I’m the rebound guy? I can handle that.
JESSICA:
I’m not labelling anything.
LOGAN:
Good. See you soon.
He’s texted me; that’s got to be a good sign.
Driving home, I saw countless females in short skirts and titty tops, ready for their night out. I felt a stab of jealousy worse than anything I’d felt with Carlisle at the thought of Logan flirting with girls as he worked.
Or worse.
I gritted my teeth as I steered towards my house, knowing that Logan would be with me within a few hours.
Nothing to be jealous of. We’re not exclusive.
The only problem was, if I couldn’t handle thethoughtof him with someone else, I shouldn’t get into a casual fuck relationship with him. Of course, he would tell me it was more than sex.
As I drove home, I found myself getting more worked up.
Maybe Ellie is right. Maybe I should expand my options.
But first, I wanted to make sure that Logan wasn’t just holding up barriers because if so, I wanted to smash them down.
I glanced at the clock on my dashboard, my stomach sinking when I realised it was stillhoursuntil I saw him.
Pulling into my drive, I cut the engine with a heavy sigh. Walking towards my back door, I jumped a mile when a voice greeted me, my body turning ice cold in response.
“Jess, can we talk?”
Chapter Twenty-Seven
JESSICA
“No.”
Carlisle stuffed his hands in his pockets, staring at me with puppy dog eyes.
“I’m so fucking sorry.”
Is he fucking serious?