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He turned me around and pulled his pants up with one hand while he kissed me again. He kissed me hard and fast, his tongue desperately tasting mine. His hands gripped my breasts roughly and he growled into my mouth. He took a step forward, forcing my back against the sink. I could still feel the effects of my orgasm working their way through my body.

I pulled away quickly, pushing him backward with one hand. I exhaled sharply and pushed my sweaty curls out of my face with one hand while I held him away from me with the other.

“Stop,” I said weakly. “If you keep doing that, well never leave this bathroom. So, unless you want to go again…”

Logan laughed and yanked me back to him. He kissed me again, but stopped quickly. I moaned and grabbed the back of his head, pulling his lips back to mine. He pulled away gently, but I bit his lip and pulled him right back.

“Didn’t you just say we should stop?” he asked.

“I just can’t control myself when you’re around,” I said.

“I know the feeling,” he told me as I pulled my panties up and rebuttoned my shirt.

“I didn’t expect that to happen,” I laughed softly.

“Why not?” he asked. “It’s not like this bathroom hasn’t seen it before. Many, many times before.”

“Trust me,” I said. “I remember. I couldn’t forget if I tried.”

I was ninety-nine percent sure our daughter had been conceived in the bathroom at Kellan’s.

Twenty- One

Logan

Piper’s face changed in an instant. I frowned and wrapped my arms around her waist. Something was troubling her, but I was too drunk and exhausted to wonder what it was. I held her closer and waited for my breathing to return to normal. When it did, I took her hand and pulled her gently toward the door.

“Maybe another drink or two?” I asked. “Then I’ll walk you home?”

“Give me a minute,” she said. She smiled, but it didn’t reach her eyes. “I want to clean up a little before I head back out.”

“I’ll wait for you,” I said.

“No,” she shook her head. “No need. I’ll be quick. You go order us some drinks and I’ll meet you at the table.”

“Are you sure?” I asked. I searched her face for a clue as to what was bothering her so much, but I found mothing.

“Positive.”

Part of me wanted to stay put, but I could tell she needed space. I turned and unlocked the bathroom door. With a glance back at her, I pushed it open and let myself out into the hallway. When the door swung shut behind me, I stared at it for a fraction of a second. It wouldn’t do any good to wait outside the door, I told myself. With a sigh, I left the hallway and walked slowly up to the bar.

“Two more,” I said to the bartender. He nodded and went to work pouring our drinks. All around me people were getting rowdier. It was almost midnight and even in Bradberry, things always began to heat up around this time.

I glanced around me and noticed the people in the pub. There were a lot more people than before Piper and I disappeared into the bathroom. Most of the tables were packed and there were even a few guys standing over by the jukebox. As I watched, I noticed that one of the guys was someone I recognized. I looked away quickly, my heart beginning to race.

“Alexander!” A voice called from behind me. Shit. The last thing I needed was a run in with McCullers. I pretended like I didn’t hear him until he was standing directly behind me. “Hey, Logan!”

I turned around slowly and plastered a smile on my face.

“McCullers,” I said. “What the hell are you doing here man?”

“Just making the rounds,” he shrugged. “Visiting some friends up in New Haven. Thought we’d take a little road trip. I didn’t know you lived around here!”

“Yeah man,” I said. “Bradberry is home.”

“Where?” McCullers asked. His eyes looked glazed over and I knew he was already drunk. I couldn’t blame him; I wasn’t exactly sober myself.

“Here,” I explained. “This town. Bradberry.”

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