Page 39 (1/1)

He paused, looking down at it, but an waved or any silent es passed between the two, I didn’t see it My head was firainst my chest Once I heard the patio door slide open, then closed, Logan adjusted his legs His feet rested next to mine, and he tapped e?"

My head flew up, and I was ready to fight But I stopped as soon as my eyes found his He’d delivered no derision with that phrase I’d reacted too soon He was steady, calhten the ht Goddamn My hands had balled into fists I forced theo insane "I res…froed htly, even relief I survived My uy because he could break an leaned closer His elbows rested on his knees His head ca "Look" He straightened "I know soot no idea what, just that so I can see it’s hurting you That’s the only thing I care about So if you want to talk, I’m here If you don’t, I don’t either"

The more he said, the ot shit in our past" He gestured to the house "Those people in there? Mason, Sam, even Nate--they’re o down I love rew up because of Mason So whatever went doith you last year--I don’t knohat I’uess you can hold on to it if you want, if that does so for you Fuck" He expelled a breath "I don’t say shit to anyone either, so who a his beer bottle so tightly his knuckles were al drunk"

I expected hiaze went back to the ground But his feet never moved away I looked back up, and he held his hand out to et drunk?"

He shrugged "For whatever, but yes, I’d prefer if booze was involved"

I looked up into his eyes then The stor side of hian, and there was a whole lot of darkness there I took his hand, feltwith hi said yes to et drunk with hio wherever he was taking ret it, but I was done thinking, analyzing, worrying I was done being afraid I was going with the feels, and as Logan went inside, he grabbed a bottle of Jack The feels would be dangerous to an went upstairs, then up a second flight of stairs He had the entire third level as his bedroo room in the corner with a ame console sat halfway between the television and the couch Logan nudged it back toward the wall and sank down on the couch

I stood in front of hiether My heart beat so fast

Nothing was said, but I felt him I felt that he wanteddown, but it didn’t bother me All I could feel was the desire to touch hi

My voice was raspy as I said, "What are we doing?"

"Honestly?" He opened his legs and tuggedyou want"

I was trapped between his thighs, and I loved it I started to lower an set the bottle aside and foundhim My hand still held one of his hands, and they rested between us as he leaned back against the couch Reaching for the bottle again, he unscrewed the top with his free hand, then thu it to the floor His eyes found ain

His hand left mine and moved to rip my hip "What do you want to do?"

He asked so much with that question My eyelids were heavy I just wanted hiht"

His hand tightened overpull from the bottle, then passed it to me I held it in front ofthe burn as the liquid slid down my throat It waran did the sarinned ataround ht at ers there I wanted my shirt off I wanted ers, but I bit le" style="display:block" data-ad-client="ca-pub-7451196230453695" data-ad-slot="9930101810" data-ad-format="auto" data-full-width-responsive="true">