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I raced down the staircase to greet him but stopped abruptly as I saw Logan standing beside him, his countenance was stoic and expressionless.
What is he doing here?
"I know it has only been a day, but I still deserve a hug," Mark said, stretching forth his arms towards me as I approached him and was pulled into a bear hug by him. I could smell the familiar aroma of Logan's body smell as I had grown accustomed to them yesterday, he smells like cherry, cherry is my favorite fruit.
God, I hate cherries.
"How have you been?" Mark asked as we all made our way to the living room, I cast a glare at Logan, he didn't respond, as he pretended not even notice my presence.
"I missed you, it was lonely without you," I lied, not really a lie, it was lonely but not because of his absence.
"Don't worry, I am back now," he replied with a pleasant smile. I am not sure how to respond to that.
"I am not done cooking," I lied again, I had no clue what to even make for dinner.
"I will take a shower and we can all eat out," Mark muttered as he made his way up the stairs leaving me and Logan alone staring at each other. He had not uttered a word to me, and it made me hate the mere sight of him further. He veered around to make his way to the door.
Oh no, there is no way I was going to let him leave like that. The anguish was killing me.
I walked towards the door angrily and held his hands and he froze. It was just like he was being controlled, he stopped and glared at me.
I glanced at his palms and for the first time, I noticed they were bruised.
"What happened to you?" I asked in concern, when we were younger Logan was used to getting into trouble and a lot of fights. He even went far as engaging in fights with professional MMA fighters and almost went pro. Did he start fighting again? Was this why he didn't return home last night?
"Nothing," he responded harshly and pulled his hands away from mine. What a barbaric brute.
"I believe it is common courtesy for you to at least give me an explanation for what happened yesterday.
"What happened yesterday?" The nerves of this guy, was he really asking me, how could he ask me about something that happened a few hours ago?
"Are you really asking me," I wasn't asking him either, I clenched my fist together as I was fuming with internal rage, I glared at his blue-green eyes, and as much as I wanted to hate him, I knew I couldn't? I had a soft spot for him and right now even with the utter humiliation, I still wanted to kiss his lips, to have them enveloped in mine, for him to suck on them gently and pull them in his.
"Kayla, can we talk about this some other time," I could hear the silent plea in his voice, I wasn't sure why he sounded so sympathetic.
I could hear some footsteps approach us from behind and I stepped away from the door.
"Are you leaving man?" Mark asked, he had only a white towel tied around his waist and his hair still dripping wet from the shower he just took.
"Yes man, I need to go to the gym," Logan replied, his tone sounding more pleasant towards Mark.
"You are back to fighting again, I thought you would give that a break and focus on more profitable business," That explains the bruised fist, he had always been a fighter in and out of the ring. When I was younger, I would sneak into the gym just to see him punch people's faces and make them bleed. I was delighted to watch him inflict such pain on other people.
"Let's all have dinner out, " Mark declared and knowing Mark wasn't up for any sort of debate.
"I don't want to eat out," I tried to protest, I wanted to be anywhere but where Logan was.
"I didn't ask, we are all eating out," like I said, what Mark said is what we do.
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Logan
I am such a monster and I believe I deserve all the bad luck that was dished out to me by life.
Here she was a few inches away from me, wondering what it was she had done wrong.
Her mere presence threatens my sanity and sends every inch of control I presumed I had out the window. How do I control myself when I am around her? Her being sends a certain sensation my way, I am taken aback by her aura, her composure, those tits and that perfectly shaped lips.
