a disaster. I’m going to head home and take a nap, I’m beat.”
He rose and walked me to the door.
“So I’ll see you later?”
“Of course Drake, we’re friends, this conversation doesn’t change that.”
He kissed me on the cheek as I stepped outside to my car.
Tears streamed down my face all the way back to the dorm. I knew how Drake was, but hearing it directly from him hurt more than I was willing to admit to myself. I pulled into the parking lot and made my way up the stairs to my room intending to take the world’s longest nap. Logan was standing in front of my door as I reached the top of the stairs.
“Hey, I was just about to knock and see if you wanted to get something to eat,” he took one look at me and ran to my side, “What’s wrong? Why have you been crying?”
I shook my head as I raised my arms to wipe my tears away.
He caught my newly tattooed arm and pulled it up to look at it, “What’s this?”
“Nothing, just a reminder of everything.”
“What does it mean Chloe?”
I looked down at my shoes. “Never loved.”
He pulled me into his arms.
“Oh, baby girl, why do you do this to yourself? You have to let her go, what she did was horrible, but Chloe you are loved. Amber loves you, and so do I.”
He thought my tears were from all the painful memories from my past, and I wasn’t about to correct him. If he knew they had everything to do with the present, with Drake, he would pull away. He leaned down and kissed me gently. I knew I shouldn’t let him, but Drake didn’t want me and Logan did. Drake was right, Logan would always be there for me, he would take care of me like he had been doing for years.
I kissed him back for a split second before pulling away. “Thanks Logan, I don’t know where I would be without you and Amber. Don’t ever leave me.”
“I wouldn’t leave you, no matter what. Now dry your tears and let’s get some dinner, I’m starving.”
I gave him a weak smile as he led me back down the stairs and out to his car. He made small talk all the way to the restaurant, and he seemed genuinely excited when I told him about my new job.
“That’s great Chloe, I’m glad you found something.”
As we drove, I laughed as he attempted to cheer me up with bad coffee jokes. I felt my heart lighten, being with Logan always felt so right. I watched him as he drove, studying him. He really was beautiful, but in a masculine way. I had always thought so, but now I was seeing him with new eyes. He was such a good person and he already knew everything about my past, knew that I was damaged.
He glanced over and saw me watching him. “What are you looking at?”
I turned my attention to the radio and started flipping channels until I found something good. “Nothing, you’re just kinda beautiful.”
He laughed, “Um, thanks I think?”
“It was a compliment.”
“Well thanks then, you’re kind of beautiful too.”
I blushed as we pulled up in front of the restaurant.
The restaurant was almost empty when we entered and we were seated quickly. I sat staring at the menu, trying to decide what to get. “What are you getting? Everything looks good and I can’t decide.”
He pointed at the top of the menu, “Why don’t we get their sausage burger? It’s seriously huge, we can just share.”
I agreed as a waitress appeared and took our order. She stayed a little longer than necessary, flirting shamelessly with Logan. I glared at her back as she went to the kitchen to place our order.
“Why are you giving her your trademark Chloe look of death?”
“She was flirting with you.”
He shook his head and laughed, “No she wasn’t.”
I looked at him shocked that he hadn’t noticed.
“Logan when a girl bats her eyelashes and twirls her hair like that, she’s flirting. I’m a girl, I know these things.”
His eyes turned serious, “Does it bother you when other girls flirt with me?”
I opened my mouth to tell him no, but stopped. Seeing her flirt with him had bothered me and I wasn’t sure why. Girls had flirted with him since we met and it had never bothered me before, I had even pushed him to talk to that girl at the bar the other night.
“I… I guess it does.”
He smiled