Logan (Chosen Champions #1) - Macy Blake Page 0,28
left, Bailey, Joey, and Will came down off the porch, leaving Ashley and Heather standing there together. “They’re closing the sorority house to anyone who isn’t one of the sisters,” Bailey explained. “They’re letting Heather stay with Ashley, though, under the circumstances.”
“Good. Does Heather need any of her stuff?”
“We’re going to pack a bag for her,” Will said. “Well, Bailey’s going to. We’ll stand there and look stupid while trying to be helpful.”
Bailey gave him another of those pleading, fix-this looks. Logan’s wolf wanted to howl at the sadness he could see in the expression. He found himself wanting to fix everything, to see that smiling, laughing face that had caught his eye the night before at the bar.
“You two handle it. I need Bailey’s help. You guys stick together, understood?”
“Whoa, Daddy,” Joey said with a grin. “Boss me around some more.”
Logan would have responded, but Bailey elbowed his friend in the ribs.
“Cut it out. This is serious, Joey. We don’t know who this person is, but we know what they’re capable of. We buddy up until this is over.”
“What about you, Bails? You live by yourself.”
“He won’t be alone,” Logan said.
Bailey shot him a startled look.
“Bailey and I are going to go through the security footage from the bar. I want you two available in case Heather and Ashley need anything.”
Will frowned. “Bails?”
“He’s right. Call some of the guys we know from theater, and maybe some of the frat guys you know. See if we can put together something on-campus to take care of each other until we find this asshole.”
“Okay, if you’re sure. But you know you can crash with us.”
Bailey nodded. “I know, but I want to help find who did this.”
After Will and Joey left, Bailey stood at the end of the sidewalk with Logan. Logan wanted nothing more than to pull him close, to hold him and make sure he knew that both Logan and his wolf would make sure he was safe.
“You don’t have to do this, you know,” Bailey said softly. “I’m fine.”
“I know. I do want you to go through the footage with me, though. But first, we need food. I’m starving.”
Bailey chewed his lip for a moment, but his gaze never left Logan’s. “Okay. Should I drive?”
“No, you don’t seem like you’re in the right headspace to be behind the wheel. I’ll have Aleron take your car back to your place. We can go in mine.”
The griffin appeared at his side and smiled at Bailey. “Happy to help.”
“You’re right.” Bailey sighed and handed over his keys. “I’m not in any shape to drive. I need to get my bag, though.”
Logan walked Bailey to the car, then waited while he grabbed his backpack. He ignored Aleron’s knowing look and then led Bailey to their SUV instead. He half expected some sort of awkward, stilted conversation in the car, but Bailey was obviously shaken by the events of the morning. He leaned against the window, staring at the passing landscape without saying a word.
The problem was, Logan could hear his heartbeat… and as calm as Bailey appeared on the outside, his heart raced in his chest. Without thinking, Logan reached over and took Bailey’s hand. “It’s going to be okay.”
Bailey stared down at their hands in confusion for a moment before he turned to Logan. His cheeks brightened with the slightest blush before he looked away. He didn’t let go of Logan’s hand, though.
“Are you sure about that?” Bailey mumbled.
“Yeah, I am. Because we’re going to catch the asshole who did this.”
Logan pulled into the parking lot of one of his favorite little bistros. He had a thing for soup, and this place had daily specials that never ceased to amaze him. It might be hot as blazes outside, but it was never too hot for a nice big bowl of soup.
“I’ve never been here. Is it good?”
Like Logan would take him someplace that wasn’t? “It’s really good.”
Bailey smiled, and although it wasn’t as bright as the one Logan had seen the night before, it sent a pleasant hum of satisfaction coursing through him. Logan shook his head as they climbed from the SUV, wondering what the hell had gotten into him. He was acting like a lovesick puppy, and he didn’t like it.
And yet…
All he wanted was to curl up with Bailey, feed him and cuddle him, and yeah, do some more filthy things too. Some really, really amazing dirty feel-good things that would have Bailey passed out in Logan’s bed with