Secrets and Intentions

“Is everything okay between you and Melanie?”

“Yes, we’re good.”

Logan splashed some water on his face and then turned to me, leaning his back on the bathroom counter.

“She’s just worried about her friend. Phoebe is a mess right now. She ran from the bar straight to Mel’s house and couldn’t say a word for thirty minutes. She only sobbed and cried.”

“Fuck… I told Drew that bringing me with him would be a bad idea.”

“Well, I told him that he needed to end things with her if he wants to be with you. I just didn’t know that he would take you with him. So I am to blame here too.” Logan finally smiled at me.

“It’s just Drew.” I returned his smile. “Will she be okay? Phoebe?”

“I think so. Mel will take care of her, but I guess she will hate you no matter what. She blames you for this. But you know, there is a silver lining here…”

“There is?” I walked to the door. We had been in the bathroom for too long.

“Mel doesn’t think that you are a threat to our relationship anymore. She said that she missed me,” he said, genuinely happy. I was glad to see it.

“That’s good news. But I still don’t think she will be my number one fan because of Phoebe,” I said, placing my hand on the doorknob.

“Yeah, I don’t think she will be,” he answered but didn’t move. “Rebecca?”

I turned around, leaning my back on the door. I felt uncomfortable being alone in one room with him. I wanted to go back to Drew.

I was determined to forget everything about Logan and my attraction to him. I wanted to stay friends with him. It would be the best way to end this whole thing between us.

“Why didn’t you tell Drew the truth? About us?”

“Are you planning on telling Melanie?”

“Absolutely not.”

“Then why are you asking me that?”

“It’s obvious, isn’t it? I cheated on my girlfriend with you, while you, at this time, didn’t have any commitments to Drew. You could have told him the truth that we slept together a few days ago.”

I closed my eyes. He was right, but I knew that even if Drew acted as if it wasn’t bothering him, he told me himself that he wasn’t okay with it.

If he knew that we had sex not in August, but a few days ago, he most certainly wouldn’t be okay with it. It might ruin my relationship with him and his friendship with Logan.

Their friendship, especially, might be damaged. This secret must stay between Logan and me.

Only two people could keep a secret like that, and by letting Drew know this half-truth, we had already added another person to the mix.

“I thought it was better this way. But now it’s too late to admit it to him. Are you familiar with the song lyrics, ‘Cause two can keep a secret if one of them is dead’? I am sure there is some truth to that. And adding a third person to this might be our downfall.”

Logan laughed and stood back from the sink. I turned back to the door and finally opened it. I walked out of the bathroom, and he followed me. We were keeping our distance from each other.

“We were going to watch ~Cruel Intentions~. Will you join us?” I asked.

“Yeah. It’s a classic,” Logan studied my face. “You know, I’m happy for you and Drew. I'm sure that you will be good for each other.”

“Thanks.”

We walked into the living room. The lights were off, everyone was gathered on the couch, and the movie was already playing. I guess it had already been twenty minutes since the beginning.

I found Drew with my eyes and nestled between his thighs. He shifted to give me more room. I leaned my back against his chest, and he wrapped his arms around my waist from behind. It felt perfect.

Logan sat on the floor, leaning his back against the couch. He sat near Lily, while Kate and Tim were wrapped in each other’s arms on the other side of the sofa.

We drank beer, ate some snacks, and in the end, we watched not only ~Cruel Intentions~ but also new episodes of ~How to Get Away with Murder~. It was a strange combination, but we enjoyed it.

We talked, laughed, and discussed the plot. I saw Logan glancing at Drew and me, but I ignored it. I felt lightheaded because of the beer. I hadn’t eaten much during the day.

As the last episode was nearing its end, I felt Drew’s breath on my neck. His hands had crept from behind and had already started to roam over my body.

I wanted him badly, but I tried to focus on what was happening on the screen. He began kissing my neck. I tilted my head to the side, giving him better access.

His hand slid under my T-shirt and to the waistband of my shorts, as though he had waited only for this. No, no, no! It was so wrong.

Our friends were all around, one of them could turn their head in our direction and easily see what he was doing to me.

I leaned forward and away from him, but his hands immediately pulled me back. Drew placed one hand on my throat, while the other gripped my chin to turn my head to him. I obeyed his touch.

He kissed me, and I knew as soon as his lips were on mine, how strong his desire for me was. As I sat between his thighs, I felt his hard-on pressed against my butt. Shit! Where was his room?

We needed to go there, ~now~.

With difficulty, I broke our kiss and stood up from the couch, turning around to look at Drew. He groaned so loudly that our friends turned their heads in our direction.

Thank God, it was dark in here, or they might all be able to see how hard he was. He quickly stood up, following me. He took a step closer and lifted me by my waist.

I wrapped my legs around him, my hands on his neck. We stared at each other.

“If you will excuse us...,” Drew said, without even breaking our eye contact.

“Night, guys.” It was all that I managed to say before he scooted me out of the living room.

Drew took me to his room. It was just around the corner from the bathroom. It was a very spacious room. There were bookshelves, a computer table with a laptop on it, a wardrobe, and a big bed.

As soon as we were inside, he set me down on the bed. I lay there, leaning on my elbows, observing the room.

That’s all that I saw because as soon as I saw Drew taking his t-shirt off, my thoughts disappeared. I was only focused on this gorgeous guy and how he was entirely mine.

As soon as there were no clothes between us, we became one. Finding our rhythm, we also found our way back to one another.

And to be honest, it was the first time I thought that he wasn’t fucking me. Drew made love to me, and this realization enveloped me in total bliss as I fell asleep in his arms.