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I hold back bitter laughter and lean closer to her, speaking into her ear, “No, Jane. You’re the one pushing yourself away from us.”
Jane stares at me, sighing with resignation. She goes silent, only breaking it to say goodbye to Anna at the end of the walk.
Chapter Twenty-Nine
JOYCE
ThesemesterstartsandI’m already insanely busy.
I have a class just to help me prepare for getting an internship after graduation, and that class alone is overwhelming. It covers everything from internship search strategies to preparing cover letters and resumes to prepping for interviews.
Logan gives me shelter in his house whenever I have to study. It’s fun but doing things like lying in his bed in just a t-shirt, underwear, and socks isn’t always very helpful to me.
For example, just now all I asked for was a bottle of water, and now I’m getting a full-fledged massage with a particular focus on my butt.
“Logan,” I say, amused, and involuntarily sexy. “Logan, you’re distracting me.”
He leans down and gives me a bite on my butt. I squeal and turn around, lying on my back and doing my best not to kick him in the face.
“You’re antsy. Time for a break,” he says. His voice is all serious, but his body is seductive.
Logan climbs on top of me and immobilizes me by holding both my wrists with just one hand right above my head. He looks at me as if thinking about what to say next, and I start to giggle in anticipation.
“What’s the reason for laughter now?” he says. I bet he’s fighting the urge to roll his eyes.
“Nothing,” I dismiss the subject with nonchalance. “Now take what is yours, my conqueror!”
That he likes to hear, and he kisses me with the devouring thirst of a man dying in the desert and being presented with water.
Knowing that Anna can walk in at any minute, I waste no time and rip off the shirt from his back and start to pull down the waistband of his sweatpants. Logan mimics my actions and removes my t-shirt with his hands, then my panties with his teeth.
He kisses my inner thighs, then teases me with his tongue in between my legs. It’s not long before I’m grabbing him by the hair and forcing his face against me, eager to have his mouth engulfing me. As he does, I squirm with delight and feel goosebumps all over my skin.
But soon, he lets me go, making it obvious his true objective will not be achieved until he’s inside me. Logan gets onto his knees and then brings my hips to lay over them. From there, he penetrates me, very slowly, and very deeply, leaving no inch behind.
Logan moves with urgency, and I place my arms above my head, knocking a few of my books on the floor and not caring at all. I bite down on my lip to muffle my moans, but he seems to want me to lose my composure and scream out loud for the whole house to hear.
My hips buckle up, and I forget everything around me as the electric surge takes over me, and I orgasm wildly, as he always makes me do.
He follows right after, pulling me close to him as tight as possible. Finally collapsing by my side, he wraps his arms around me to kiss me tenderly and soft.
As I lay on my back, he places a hand over my stomach, as if suddenly remembering that he has a child growing there. I place my hand over his.
He has talked about the baby so little that I’m starting to feel insecure about it.
“Logan, can I ask you something?” I begin, tentatively.
He’s still busy kissing me, probably getting ready for the second round. “What? Yes, of course.”
Logan stops with the wandering lips and focuses on me. I start talking quickly now that I have his full attention.
“Logan, what are we going to do about the baby?” I ask, seeking assurance and safety.
“I’ll take care of you two.” He looks me in the eye, then kisses the corner of my mouth. “I told you I would.”
My jaw clenches. That isn’t exactly what I wanted to hear. Somehow, he notices and turns to me with an eyebrow raised in confusion and a concerned look on his face.
“What’s wrong?” Logan asks, and I avert my gaze from him immediately. “I can’t know what I did wrong if you don’t tell me, Joyce…”
