“I honestly forgot that shit was in there.”
“Mm.” Tyler tooted her nose. “I don’t know if you can be my boyfriend and you still saving souvenirs.”
Instead of responding, Logic picked up the garbage can on the side of his bed and handed it to her. Tyler glanced down at it and then back up at him.
“What’s this for?” she asked.
“If it’s bothering you, throw the shit away.” Logic shrugged. “It’s not that serious.”
“I’m not throwing that girl stuff away.”
“Then don’t.” He set the garbage can back down. “But don’t try to bring it up later and use it as an excuse to run.”
“At least you know.” Tyler smacked her lips, already thinking of a million reasons why her being in his apartment was a bad idea.
“Good night, Lo.” Shugg tapped on his door. “Thank you for today.”
Opening the door, Logic gave her a hug and kissed her forehead.
“You’re welcome.”
“Ty, are you staying the night?” Shugg asked, stepping around her brother.
“No, I’ll be leaving soon. Your brother trying to kidnap me again.”
“Aht aht. Let that girl go before you end up in theMeToomovement.”
“Go to bed,” Logic waved her off.
“I’m going, but no means no,” Shugg whispered before skating off to her bedroom.
“I love your sisters.” Tyler shook her head. “They say whatever comes to their mind.”
“I don’t know if that’s a good thing or a bad thing.”
“It’s a good thing. You’ve created a comfortable space for them to speak their mind, and you should be proud of that. They feel safe enough to use their voice knowing they won’t be ridiculed.”
“So you saying I didn’t fuck them up?”
“Not at all,” Tyler promised.
“Good.” Logic slipped his hand into hers. “Come on.”
Guiding her through the small hallway, Tyler allowed Logic to lead her to the bathroom. Sitting their towels on the counter, he started the water and stepped out of the bathroom, giving Tyler enough time to take off her clothes and get in the shower. When he returned, she was still standing there fully dressed, only this time the candles on the counter were lit.
“My fault, I thought you’d be in the shower. I’ll give you a minute to undress.”
“Or you could undress me,” Tyler suggested, holding her hands up so he could remove her shirt. Nodding, Logic closed the door and locked it. He placed their water and his tray on the counter and moved toward her.
“You trying to be my big baby?” he asked, closing the space between them.
“Yea. I like the idea of you taking care of me.”
“Aight, I can do that.”
Logic lifted Tyler’s shirt over her head and let it drop to the floor. Reaching around her back, he skillfully unlatched her bra, releasing her perky C cups. Unable to control himself, Logic ran his finger across her pierced nipples, causing a low moan to escape her parted lips.
“That shit is sexy,” he mumbled, lightly twirling the rings. “Are they sensitive?”
