Page 5 of Fighter's Enemy


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"You just did,"

"Who said I was talking about food,"

I almost choked on my salad as my imagination came running wild, he knew how to stir the wildest thoughts out of me. If not for the presence of Mark, I would want him to shatter all the plates on the floor and place me on the dining table, my back to his as he shoves his cock right into me and begins to thrust into me. I could see him smirking as he knew my mind was going wild right now.

I hate him, I hate him so much.

"Guys what do you think about the bull run currently happening in the market," Mark mumbled, obviously frustrated about something.

"I think it wouldn't last, so advisable, buy now and sell immediately, " Logan replied, using his fork to pierce deep into his meatballs and his gaze still on me, not leaving me for a second.

Mark finally looked up from his phone, causing Logan to look away and I sighed In relief, "I think so too,"

The rest of the dinner was boring and uneventful as Mark bored us with Market trends and my mind raced away to think about things I should be thinking about.

"I would be going home," Logan announced as he finally looked up from his phone, after pressing it for about fifty-seven minutes, not that I was counting.

"Another hot Tinder date?" I asked, he has had girls coming over to his house like a flock of sheep ever since his return, from the petite lady with blonde hair that works as a waitress at the diner up the street to the Instagram slay queen with piercings and a butterfly tattoo on her arms.

"Tinder date?" he asked. Mark was still on his phone seated at the dining table, while we were seated in the living room.

"Oh, don't pretend, ever since you came back you have had girls trooping in and out of your house like some sort of brothel," I blurted out.

I could see a smirk form on his face as I knew he was going to say something annoying and out of place.

"Have you been stalking me, little girl," I sighed, again calling me little girl.

"You wish," I scoffed, yes, I may have been stalking him and all the girls that came to his house, but in my defense, he made it so easy with his lack of discrepancy.

"You have been stalking me,"

I rolled my eyes," Your room is opposite mine, and your blinds are never closed,"

I should really shut up now, I could see his eyes widen in delight as I blabbed out things I shouldn't.

"So, you have been stealing a peek at me, do you like what you see," He wasn't asking, but I decided to answer him, as I wasn't going to let him win this battle.

"I find it perplexing what kind of women would find delight in you,"

"The kind that stays up to watch her next-door neighbor through his windows, you know you could just ask, and I would give you complete access to the full view,"

"I would never ask anything from you even if that was the last option I had on earth," I spat out, Infuriated by his almost accurate insinuations.

"Well, suit yourself," he muttered, rising from the couch and stretching his hands to me for a handshake, and I glared at them and lowered my gaze back to my phone, he smiled.

"Goodbye man," he called out to Mark.

"Can you come by tomorrow and drive me to the airport, I have an early flight to catch," Mark requested.

"Sure man,"

He said, closing the door behind him. I let out an exasperated gasp as I could barely catch my breath when I was around him. I don't know how long I can bear the way he makes me feel when I am around him.

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Logan

I woke up early, to drive Mark to the airport, while enroute he made me stop to buy some household appliances to give Kayla.

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