“You’ll meet her when I bring her over.”
“It’s fine.” Angel’s voice is so soft. “I’m Angel.” I watch as she puts a fake smile on her face and holds out her hand.
My brother smirks, taking a step forward to put his hand out but I shift, stepping in front of Angel and motioning for him to get on the elevator.
“It’s like that?”
“Get on the elevator or I’ll put you on it.”
“I’m sorry my brother is such an asshole, Angel,” Chad says but gets on the elevator. “See you soon.” He winks at her as the doors slide closed. Lucky for him because another second and I was going to mess up that pretty face of his.
I pull my phone out, calling Nick. He answers on the first ring. “What the fuck was he doing up here?”
“I’m sorry, sir. I tried to tell you. He had a key.” I take a breath, getting my anger under control. I can see the uneasy look on Angel’s face. “I’ll have the locks changed.”
“Get it done tonight,” I say before I end the call.
“So you and your brother aren’t on the best of terms, I see.”
“He’s an asshole.”
“I think he might say the same about you,” she teases me. This time the smile she gives is real, and I feel myself relax. “Are you okay?” She puts her hands on my chest. “That was intense.” I have to admit that it feels good to have someone be genuinely concerned about me. It causes that warm feeling to form in my chest again. The one that seems to be a constant now that Angel is around.
“I don’t want him bothering you.”
“He’s your brother.”
“Don’t go thinking he’s a good guy because he’s my brother. He’s nothing like your brother.”
Her smile grows bigger. “Did you just call my brother a good guy?” A laugh leaves me. Fuck. How does she do that? I was ready for a fight with my brother a second ago. Normally my mood would be shit after seeing him, but instead she has me laughing.
“He is a good guy.”
“I’m glad you like him. It means a lot to me.” She pulls me down for a kiss. I’ll have to compliment her brother more often if this is how she reacts. “Now let’s stop talking about our brothers and show me your place.”
That I can do.15AngelI run my fingers through Logan’s hair. I don’t know how we got in this position, but I love it. Logan’s head is currently resting on my stomach. His arms are wrapped around me in a tight hold as he sleeps. He’s holding me as though he never wants to let me go. It’s not only endearing, but it pulls at everything inside of me. Thoughts of us doing this for the rest of our lives dance through my mind. I push them down, knowing that it’s only wishful thinking.
After getting a taste of his family last night, I don’t think Logan’s life has been full of much love. For a moment I was pretty sure he was embarrassed of his brother. If I had to guess, I’d say that before me he probably didn’t give a shit what people thought of his family.
Some guilt nags at me. From the small pieces I’ve gathered of his family it’s not a great one. And he spent the whole day before with mine. Almost a modern-day Mary Poppins in comparison.
After his brother left, Logan showed me around, and it didn’t take long before we ended up in his bed. His place is nice. It’s a little bare but still clean and shiny. It almost reminds me of a fancy hotel more than someone’s home.
Again he didn’t press us to take things further. Even now I’m completely naked and he still has his boxer briefs on. I’d even made a move to try and touch him, but he distracted me with that mouth of his.
For someone who said they want to have sex with me, he’s not pushing for it. I trail my fingers down his face. His gorgeous green eyes slowly open, locking with mine. My heart melts at the sight of the big smile that forms on his face.
“Bathroom,” I tell him. He turns his head and places kisses on my stomach before letting me go. I slip from the bed, hurrying into the bathroom. I’m still not used to walking around naked in front of anyone.
A plan starts to form in my mind as I use the bathroom and try to tame my hair. It’s a mess from Logan always having his fingers in it. When I slip back out, he’s lying on his side of the bed. His eyes are closed again. I move quickly, knowing this is my chance.
You can do this. I give myself a silent pep talk. I push away my shyness as I climb back into the bed. I slip under the sheet with him before I crawl on top of him. When his eyes begin to open, I kiss him.