I cringe. “What? Mom, of course we were! God!"
“I’m just asking. Because, you know… in situations like these, things can happen…”
I pull out of her grip and slap my hands over my ears. “Nope. Not having‘the talk’with you!”
I hear her laugh behind me as I make my way back up the stairs. “Can I just ask one more thing?”
“What?”
“Was it good?”
My mouth drops open, and I stop dead halfway up the stairs and turn around to look at her. “You didnotjust ask me that!”
“I’m a concerned mother, and if my baby’s having sex, I want it to be satisfying.”
“I am terminating this conversation,” I say, continuing up the stairs.
“I take that as a yes!” she calls after me, and I can’t help the smile that creeps up onto my lips.
I fall back onto my bed and stare up at the ceiling, the sheets are crumpled and strewn everywhere. His scent hangs in the air, filling my senses, allowing me to relive the last eighteen hoursas I bury my nose in the sheets that smell like him.
Chapter 16
Logan
I’m so fucking stupid.
Why do I keep making all the wrong choices?
My first mistake, was sleeping with her altogether. My second, was fucking her two more times before falling asleep with her in my arms last night and waking up beside her, and my third, was fucking heragainthis morning.
I’ve never fallen asleep next to a girl and not snuck out before she wakes up, it avoids that awkward morning after convo that makes even me, a man who never gets uncomfortable,feeluncomfortable. But I couldn’t bring myself to leave her like that, in fact I liked the feeling of waking up with her in my arms. Loved it in fact.
It felt right.
I knew this would happen. I knew offering to help Amy fix up her dad’s car that it would come to this. I knew the second I gave in and slept with her, that once would never be enough. I knew it the second she fell apart in my arms in the backseat of that car.
I spent the entire night trying to get her out of my system, thought that if I fuck her again, I’ll have had my fill and I could move on.
How fucking wrong was I?
Now, all I see is her. All Iwantis her. The thought of fucking anyone else repulses me, and the thought of her with another guy... Fuck, that’s even worse. Though there’s no reason for me to become territorial over her, it’s not like we’re together.
Leaving her this morning was for the best, and although I didn’t want to, I need to put a little distance between us, even just for a little while and think, something I can’t do when I’m around her. When I’m near her, it’s like all rational thought leaves my brain and goes out the window.
But even as I sit here at my desk at the shop, going over inventory, invoices and the accounts, grasping at straws, hoping to find the money I so desperately need, I can’t think straight. I can’t concentrate.
What is going on with me?
I thought that being away from her I could clear my mind, but it seems her absence has had the opposite effect. All I can think about is when I can be with her again, when I cantouchher again. My fingers ache to feel her skin on mine, my lips tingling with the desire to kiss her again.
One taste of her last night and I’m addicted. I crave her body against mine, crave the sounds she makes when she lets go. I’m hungry for her, and I intend to get my fill.
“Lo!” Ty shouts as he leans around the door to my office, snapping me from my thoughts.
“Yeah?”
“Christ, man, where d’ya go?”
