“I forgot to ask you the other day but I was wondering if you wanted to go out with me and Dwight on Friday night? I need a night out and so do you. What d’ya say?”
“Um… yeah, sounds good.”
“Feel free to bring Logan too, ‘cause you know, since you two are athingnow.”
“I don’t know what we are. I’ll ask him, though I already know his answer.”Yes. When is Logan ever gonna pass up the chance of a night out?
“Have you talked to him yet? About... what we were talking about the other day?” she asks.
“No. Not yet,” I reply, and I hear her sigh into the phone. “I know what you’re gonna say, so don’t. I haven’t had chance to talk to him yet. How the hell am I supposed to come out and say‘hey, Logan, not to freak you out or anything but I think I’m in love with you’into normal conversation?”
“The right time will come, but you need to do it soon.”
“I know... I know,” I mumble.
“So, anyway, is eight o’clock on Friday okay?”
“Eight’s perfect.”
“Great, see you Friday!” She hangs up and I toss my phone beside me on the sofa and slump back against the cushions.
Chapter 21
Logan
Dwight and I follow the girls into the bar, it’s packed, the sound of laughing and chatter is swallowed up by the loud music that pumps though the speakers. Dwight’s talking to me but I’m not paying attention. My attention is focused solely on Amy’s ass which looks fucking incredible in the little black dress that Quinn loaned her. Fuck, the second she stepped out of her house in that little thing, her legs going on for miles, my dick was like a steel rod in seconds, and all I could think about was ripping that dress off her and fucking her in every possible way.
She’s like a goddess. Her long sandy blonde hair falling in a wave of soft loose curls down her back, the dress she’s wearing highlighting every curve of her body, like the way her waist tapers inward, creating the most beautiful hourglass figure. I can’t wait to get this girl home where I can have her all to myself.
The other day at the beach with her was incredible. I never planned the trip, it was a spur of the moment decision and that it would do us both some good to get away, and of course, who am I to pass up and opportunity to see Amy in the sexiest bikini I’ve ever seen?
Strangely, those few hours we spent there, swimming in the cool, crisp water and lying on the sand felt pretty good. I’ve never been one for sunbathing, I’m more of a sightseer, a doer, not particularly a fan of lying around doing nothing in the sweltering heat because I bore easily, but I enjoyed myself. I enjoy being in her company. It felt good doing something normal as a couple.
A couple.
Did I really just say that? Is that what I really want?
While the girls find a table, Dwight and I go and get our drinks. I can tell he’s itching the get the scoop on Amy and me, but I’m not sure I’m ready to tell him. I’m not ready to hear the‘I told you so’speech he probably has planned out for me.
Yeah, he told me that one day I’d meet a girl who would steal my heart when I least expected it, and I guess somewhere deep down I wanted it, I just didn’t see it coming so soon.
When Dwight and I return with the drinks, I slide in beside her and rest my hand on top of her thigh, giving it a squeeze and she scoots a little closer to me, placing a soft hand on top of mine. My heart warms to know she feels comfortable around me and she feels safe with me.
I catch Quinn and Dwight exchanging a look, a small smile playing on Quinn’s lips as her gaze darts to us, but they say nothing.
“Logan?” We all turn our heads to see Mel, standing at the end of our table, and just like the last time I saw her, in this very bar in fact, my stomach plummets. “Didn’t take you long to move on did it?”
“Mel, not now,” I say.
“Why not now? It’s only been a few weeks ago since you dumped me, and I see you already found my replacement.” She turns to Amy and smirks, “tell me something, sweetheart, how long did it take for you to spread your legs for him, huh?”
“That’s enough!” I shout, squeezing Amy’s hand in mine. “What you’re forgetting, is that we werenevertogether. We fucked a couple times, big deal. You knew what you were getting into right off the bat.”
“Oh yeah, I knew. A sad, pathetic man, incapable of emotion who I actually thought I could change. Who the hell was I kidding? Let’s hope your little bimbo here has better luck, yeah?”
“Watch your mouth,” I warn, as anger rises up my body with every passing second of seeing Amy’s discomfort at having Mel here.
“Oh! You remember Jen don’t you?” Mel motions to the blonde beside her. Jen, her best friend. “I mean, we did havesomuch fun together, didn’t we? Thethreeof us.” Her eyes shoot to Amy for a second before returning to mine. “That was one hell of a night, wasn’t it?”
