Chapter 9
NINE
Logan
“I think I fucked up,” I tell Sebastian.
For the last couple of weeks, he’s become a really good friend to me, more so than any of the other players on the team. It’s probably because we played together before, so I automatically gravitated toward his presence. Now, I find myself running to him every time I need a good soundboard.
“Is this about the girl?” he asks right before taking a large bite out of the candy bar in his hand. “Is she coming on too strong?” Small particles of chocolate fly out of mouth.
“Dude,” I shake my head at him. “Chew with your mouth closed, what the fuck.”
He takes the time to chew and swallow before talking again, but he’s got chocolate all around his mouth.
I stare at him in disbelief. “I have to tell you, man, that your aunt will never find you a girl who’ll want to stick around after she sees you eating like this.”
“I’ll just have to find a girl who’s as messy as I am,” he shrugs, seemingly without a care in the world.
“Your house would be invaded by ants,” I deadpan.
Sebastian glares at me for a few moments before picking up a paper towel and wiping at his face.
“Is this you trying to avoid talking about the girl even though you’re the one who brought her up?”
I laugh at that. It’s funny because it’s true. I don’t even know why I want to talk to him about Elizabeth.
“Seriously, what’s going on?” he asks, his tone matching the words.
“Well…” I let out a long puff of air. “I told her no one could know about us because she could lose her job,” I start.
“But…”
I put a hand up to stop him. “I know. That’s why I went back to her and told her there was no problem with people knowing about us.”
Sebastian looks at me in total confusion. “That should solve all the problems,” he says. “But you make it sound like it’s a problem.”
I sigh. “That’s because after that I told her it wasn’t a good idea for anyone to know about us, and that we should keep it under wraps.”
Sebastian rolls his eyes at me before going back to his candy bar.
“I have no idea why you’d wanna complicate your life like that,” he tells me.
“You either want to be with this girl, or you don’t want to be with her.
” He points at me with his candy bar. “But if you play stupid games, you’re going to win stupid prizes. ”
“Like what?” I huff.
My friend shrugs at me. When I see that he’s about to take a large bite of chocolate again, I brace myself for impact. Just to be pro-active, I take a step back, hoping that the food flying out of his mouth won’t reach me.
“Like her saying, fuck it, and leaving you,” he says. A second later, his eyes go big in his head. “Or!” He takes another bite, leaving me in limbo as he puts his thoughts in order.
“Or what, fucker?” I finally ask when I notice that he’s in no hurry to enlighten me.
“She could end up dating one of the other guys on the team. And whoever she ends up with might not have any issue with claiming her for the world to see.”
The satisfaction on his face when he finishes talking makes me want to put my fist through it. He looks like he just came up with the perfect solution, except that it’s not a solution for my problem.
“She wouldn’t do that,” I tell him. My voice sounds like gravel, and my throat becomes dry. Jealousy rushes through every fiber of my being. I can’t deal with the thought of her being with anyone else, let alone one of my teammates.
The weird thing about this is that I wasn’t jealous when I thought we were not together anymore. I missed her, and I thought about her all the time, but it never crossed my mind that she might be dating someone else. Now that the thought is planted in my head, and I can’t deal for shit.
Sebastian takes his time finishing his snack. He then throws the wrapper in the trash bin and makes sure to clean his face off before I get a chance to comment on it again.
“You have no idea what she would do or wouldn’t do,” he tells me. “Just like her moving to Texas to be with you was not something you saw coming.”
“True,” I mumble in agreement.
My face suddenly breaks into a smile as I think of Elizabeth and how she just packed up and followed me here. I don’t know if it’s romantic or something I should be very worried about. She is so damn sweet though, and my heart skips a beat every time I think of her.
“Why are you even worried about any of this?” Sebastian asks. “It’s been a couple of weeks now since you two reconnected, right? Just go with it, see where it’s going.”
I let out another long sigh, then start pacing around the room. Yeah, it’s been two weeks since I first realized that Elizabeth moved to Texas just to be with me. It’s also been two weeks since we made love.
It’s a little mushy to think of it that way, but that’s the only way my brain can function when it’s about her. With that said, my cock is under protest because every single time she crosses my mind, I get hard as fuck.
The last two weeks have been a bit bizarre, but I’ve been too busy to think about it.
We had games on the road, so not like I was sitting around at home trying to avoid her.
However, on the days when I have been home, I’ve been tired, and my schedule has been overflowing with all sorts of social events.
“I don’t know why you’re pacing my living room like a caged tiger instead of going to this girl’s house,” Sebastian grumbles, like he can read my thoughts.
“Am I interrupting anything?” I look around as if I’m looking for something, but I know damn well that all he wants to do is play his video games as soon as I leave here.
“Yes, you’re interrupting my existence,” he tells me. “Get the hell out so I can eat my food in peace without you criticizing me.”
I bust out laughing. “Because you’re disgusting.”
He glares at me. “Go. Away.” Then, he flips me off. “I can’t believe this girl followed you all the way here when you are this damn annoying. Why don’t you go to her to have a heart to heart?”
That stops me in my tracks. “You think I should?”
“I was only joking,” Sebastian rolls his eyes at me when he speaks. “But sure, why not.”
I pick up my phone from the coffee table and start walking toward his front door. “Thanks for the chat, man.”
“The weirdest chat ever,” he calls after me. “I don’t even know what the hell this was about.”
Slamming the door behind me, I rush to my truck. As soon as I get in, I start the engine and turn the A/C on full blast.
“Hotter than a desert out here,” I mumble to myself.
After a couple of minutes, I pull out of Sebastian’s driveway and start making my way toward Elizabeth’s apartment.
Nervousness takes over by now. I’m not sure when is the last time I felt this nervous about a girl.
Probably back in high school, I decide. But even then, I was so focused on playing hockey, I never really got myself too worked up over a girl.
The closer I get to her apartment, the more I get this feeling of foreboding. Even though she was sweet and understanding when I told her we shouldn’t go public with our relationship, my gut tells me that I hurt her with my request.
I finally pull into the parking lot of her apartment building, taking a moment to just stare up at her door. There’s a good possibility that she’s not even home. And if she is home, I have no idea what I want to tell her.
“Grow some balls, for fuck’s sake,” I mumble to myself, then push the door to the truck open.
I take the stairs to Elizabeth’s apartment two at a time. When I make it there, I lift my right hand, ready to knock, but I freeze in place. I should’ve brought her flowers. Or chocolate. Food. Something.
“What a dumbass I am,” I once again mumble to myself. I’ve practically been MIA for the last two weeks, and now I show up empty handed.
Just as I’m about to turn around and run back to my truck, ready to go to the closest store and see what I can buy her, the door is being yanked open.
“Oh my God,” she jumps back, startled to find me on her doorstep. “Logan, what in the world!”
She takes me in, running her wide eyes over the loose basketball shorts and fitted white T-shirt I am wearing.
Deciding to return the favor, I scan her body, starting at her pretty toes, then moving up her body in slow motion. From the outfit she has on, I’m guessing that she just got home from work. I get momentarily startled by what she has in her hand.
“I was taking the trash out,” she explains when she notices that I’m staring at the full garbage bag she’s holding.
“I was about to run to the store to buy you food,” I blurt out.
Elizabeth frowns in confusion. “Food?”
“And flowers,” I add. “Food and flowers.”
“Oh.” She stares at me, moving uncomfortably from foot to foot while sinking her small teeth into her bottom lip.
This is exactly what I’d been fearing, that I didn’t give her my attention for these last two weeks, and now she’s not feeling it anymore.
“I’m not hungry,” she whispers. Her eyes look glassy, like she’s holding back tears.
I swallow around the heavy lump in my throat. “I’m not hungry either.”
My chest rises and falls with the sudden tension coursing through my body. I missed her so much, and I am just now realizing how much. It’s not just about the last two weeks, but the months before that, too.
Without thinking, I lean down and take the bag full of garbage out of her hand.
I drop it right outside her door, then take a step forward, and another, until I am standing inside her small entryway.
Elizabeth walks backward, her eyes following my every move, inviting me in without any actual words.
I close the door behind me, relieved to feel the cool air skimming over my skin when the A/C in her unit kicks in.
“I missed you so fucking much, Lizzie,” I tell her, my voice a gravely whisper.
That seems to be all she needs to hear. She doesn’t show any hesitation when she steps into me, lifting herself up on the tips of her toes so she can place her hands on my shoulders. When her fingernails dig into the back of my head, I groan and finally pull her entire body into me.
“Logan,” she whispers, and that is the last thing I hear before my mouth slams onto hers.
It is a hard kiss, a take no prisoners kind of kiss, and the more access she gives me, the more I want. My tongue dips into her mouth, licking at her front teeth before massaging her own tongue with it.
It becomes a duel of sorts, where every time I pull back a little, she invades my mouth and all my senses with everything that is her. Every time she pulls back, I do the same to her.
My hands roam down her back until I reach her ass, and my fingers clench for dear life, bringing her closer to me as I grind myself into her.
“I want you. Now.”
I didn’t even realize I said the words out loud. I truly came here to talk to her, but we always seem to communicate better when naked. Because of that, I decide to go with it.
When she pulls me down a short hallway and into what I’m assuming to be the only bedroom in the apartment, I don’t fight it at all.
There’s a mix of slow and sensual moves with a little bit of desperation woven in as we take each other’s clothes off. Given the high temperature outside, neither one of us is wearing much, and, before long, we are both naked.
Just as I am about to gently push Elizabeth down on the bed, she places a gentle hand over my chest.
“Please don’t leave right after,” she begs. Her voice comes trembles when she speaks, but she is determined to get what she wants.
“I want to spend the night with you,” I tell her, and I have no idea where that came from, but the smile she gives me at hearing it is worth everything.
Then, instead of lying back on the bed like I expected her to, she drops to her knees in front of me. My cock, desperate for her attention, juts forward, almost hitting her in the face. I would laugh if I could think of anything other than her taking me into her mouth.
As if she holds residence inside my head, she opens her mouth, showing me the tip of her pink tongue. When it makes contact directly with my slit, my head drops back, and my eyes roll in my head. I don’t know if I can watch her do this to me, at least not without coming on the spot.
Elizabeth’s hands sneak up my legs, making me shiver when she scratches her nails gently up and down right before settling on my bare ass.
I have so many conflicting emotions running through my head right now, none of them involving putting a stop to any of this.
Deciding that I am strong enough to watch her, I open my eyes and drop my gaze on her face.
It seems that’s what she was waiting for because as soon as our eyes connect, she opens her mouth wide and takes me in.
“Fucking hell,” I mumble.
I wouldn’t say that I am extremely large, but my cock got some compliments over the years.
Now, as the tip hits the back of Elizabeth’s throat, my entire body short circuits.
Blindly, I grab her hair into a ponytail to get it out of her face, desperate not to miss a second of anything she has to offer me.
Just as I think that I might explode in her mouth, she stops. Giving me one long suck, she pulls her head back until I completely slip out of her mouth.
“I’m ready for you,” she whispers.
My brain is so fried, I don’t know what she’s telling me. I let go of her hair when she taps me lightly on my hand, then watch in awe as she gets up from the floor. She sits on the bed before lying onto her back, stretching her arms up, and showing me everything that I want to see.
All I need is to take a step forward and I can slide into her. But she seems to have different ideas. I frown in confusion when she shakes her head at me.
“Not like this,” she tells me in a soft voice.
She turns onto her stomach, then, as if in slow motion, she lifts herself onto her knees, almost causing for mine to buckle. With her hair falling over one shoulder, she glances back at me, a most mischievous look in her beautiful eyes.
“Give it to me, Logan.”
All the blood rushes to my cock, and not even a nuclear bomb could stop me now.