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"Logan..." He waits for me to start talking.
That's the thing about Steve, he always has my back. Always.
"It's Bailey," I confess. "We... We messed around at the office. And now things are... complicated."
"Oh, man, you've finally done it." He laughs. "You've finally found a woman who can bring the great Logan to his knees."
"I'm not on my fucking knees, Steve."
"Sure, sure... You've slept with hundreds of women, Logan. And yet, I've never seen you get so worked up over one. What's the big deal?"
"I... It's just..." I struggle to find the right words. It's fucking annoying. I'm annoying myself.
"Oh, I see what's going on here. Your feelings got you all twisted up."
"I... No, I don't think it's that," I start, but the words die in my throat.
Steve bursts out laughing, clearly enjoying my discomfort. "Oh man, this is priceless!" He claps me on the shoulder, his laughter subsiding. "Just admit it, Logan. You've got it bad for Bailey."
I groan, running a hand through my hair. "You're not fucking helping, Steve."
"Bro, you're running away because you're scared of what this could mean… I think Bailey’s good for you.”
I look at him, suprised.
"Listen, Logan," he continues, "You need to suck it up. Deal with it. You like her, right?"
I don't say anything, but I don't need to.
Steve nods as if I've confirmed it. "Alright then. Go for her."
"She's not... She's not like the girls I normally go for."
"Yeah, no kidding. That's why you're here, hitting golf balls like a madman, instead of out there, enjoying the city night life."
I scowl at him, but he ignores it.
"Logan, it's obvious that she likes you too. She's just trying to deny her feelings, same as you."
The words echo in my mind as I stare at the golf ball. I swallow hard, my throat suddenly dry.
"Fuck," I mutter under my breath, staring down the fairway.
The reality of the situation begins to sink in. The thrill of the chase, the flirtatious banter, the undeniable chemistry—it wasn't just another game. It wasn't just another conquest. It was real.
And real is fucking scary.
I let out a long sigh.
The bad boy, the playboy, the heartbreaker caught in his emotions. And for the first time, I don't have an exit strategy.
I don't have a backup plan.
And it scares the hell out of me.
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BAILEY
