Rekindled Desire
Caught Up in Between
BECCA
I stayed alone for almost an hour. I took my phone and turned the music on. At times like this, when I felt nervous or sad, I always listened to music. Very particular music. It always made me even more miserable than I was, but I knew that eventually, it would fade away.
When I decided to go back to the house, I was listening to ~I Hate Everything About You~ by Three Days Grace. I calmed down and was ready to face these people.
When I walked inside, I went straight to the kitchen. I wanted to get drunk tonight. I wanted to let go. I took a beer bottle from the fridge and opened it.
I walked outside to the terrace and realized that only Kate and Tim were there. I glanced at my phone and saw that it was almost midnight. How come they were the only ones left?
I turned around and went to the living room. There I found the answer to my question. Lily, Logan, and Drew were sitting on the couch. They were playing some game on the PlayStation. Well, Drew was just watching, while the siblings were trying to beat each other.
As soon as my eyes landed on Logan, I felt a pang in my chest, and my palm absentmindedly reached for my neck. I closed my eyes.
âI was wondering where you went.â I opened my eyes and found Drew. He was smiling at me, and it was genuine.
âI was outside. Thinking.â
âListening to music. I saw you and heard your voice. You always loved to sing along.â
âTrue.â I smiled at him in return. I was able to relax a little.
âSometimes, I miss you. Us.â
âMe too.â Drew took a step closer to me. I narrowed my eyes at him, weighing my options. I knew what could happen tonight if I said yes. Should I go for it? Remembering the old times?
âRebecca, you are so beautiful and... Fuck! This thought that you arenât mine and probably will never be mine is killing me.â
âYeah... We could have been perfect together, and who knowsâ¦â I fell silent. I shouldnât have said that.
âWho knows what?â Another step in my direction. It was so typical for Drew, so I started smiling.
âMaybe it could have been our wedding,â I said. That had bugged me since the wedding day. What could have been if he didnât cheat on me? Or if I hadnât caught him?
âThat thought crossed my mind too. And since the moment I was able to hold you in my arms... I was dying with the desire to kiss you.â
âIâm leaving for Miami,â I whispered, feeling Drewâs hand on my waist.
âI know... You are a very goal-oriented person, Rebecca, and if you want something, you will get itâ¦â He was saying all that while his hand traveled from my waist to my lower back.
âJust one night.â
âOne night filled with passion... I will take care of every single one of your needs.â
âThen kiss me.â I didnât need to ask twice. Drewâs lips crashed into mine. His free hand went to the back of my neck, pressing me closer. This kiss with him was just as I remembered it. Hot, steamy, and very tempting. I ended our kiss, and we stared at each other. âYour room?â
âWe canât go to yours because you decided to stay the night with Lily.â
âWell... I was sure that I would be able to resist you.â
âAnd Logan.â I narrowed my eyes.
âYou are ruining the moment, Drew.â
âWonât happen again,â he said. He took my hand in his, and we walked straight to his room.
As soon as we were inside, our lips locked again. We kissed with so much power that it was hard to breathe.
My hands snuck under Drewâs t-shirt, and I pulled it off over his head. As soon as it landed on the floor, Drew took me in his arms, pressing me closer to him, searing my lips with his. Our tongues played with each other sensually and passionately.
I took a few steps backward until I bumped into his bed. Drewâs lips traveled from my lips to my jaw, then to my neck. He pushed my hair to the other side, showering me with wet and fiery kisses.
I moaned, feeling his caress on my body. This man was too good at what he was doing to me, and he knew all of my sensitive spots too well.
He helped me take off my dress. When I saw how he was looking at me, I felt warmth spreading through my body. I saw admiration and tenderness.
Drew was someone I cared so much about. Someone I was in love with. And someone who was so damn good to me on every level of our relationship, so it was hard for me to get used to the idea of us not being a couple.
âNasty girl... While we were together, you always wore your underwear...â
âI am still in my panties,â I answered, licking my lips.
âNot for long.â Drew took off his shorts together with his briefs. I followed suit and took off my panties as well. I saw his lips stretch into a big smile. âYouâre on the pill?â
âLucky you.â I climbed onto the bed, observing Drew.
âDamn right, I am the luckiest man tonight because you are with me.â
He leaned towards me, and I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him towards me for a kiss. Drew responded, letting me take control.
He knew that I loved that. His hands were roaming over my body, caressing every curve, while I continued kissing him. I missed this: his lips and his tongue. I missed him.
âWill you?â I freed his lips and leaned towards his ear.
âLet you ride me long and hard? I would be a fucking idiot if I said ânoâ to this.â
âGood boy,â I said, taking his earlobe in my mouth and sucking on it. Drew took advantage of the moment and flipped us over, so now I was on top. I looked down at him, feeling a sense of familiarity. Why hadn't I given him another chance?
âRebecca?â Drew sounded vulnerable.
This night meant a lot to him, just as it did to me. I needed this to move on, to forget about his past mistake. And deep down, I knew I had made the right decision all those years ago. My jealousy would have destroyed us if we had stayed together.
âLay down, Drew,â I instructed.
He hesitated for a moment, then complied with my request. I moved my hips and took his long, hard dick inside me in one smooth motion. As he closed his eyes in pleasure, I felt a surge of confidence. I found my rhythm with him, and together we moaned and savored the moment.
I knew Drew wouldn't be able to lie down patiently for long; I knew him too well. And soon enough, my suspicions were confirmed.
He pushed himself up on his elbows and sat on the bed, placing his hand on the back of my neck. He pulled me towards him, and we began kissing, his hands exploring my butt.
We were both close already, and just like that, our orgasms hit us at the same moment. I clung to his shoulders, while he only intensified his grip on my butt. With my release, I knew that it was just the beginning.
I spent that night in Drewâs arms. At first, everything we did was rough and urgent. But eventually, the fire between us settled down.
Drew was very gentle, very careful with me. I felt desirable and loved. Everything was so natural that it started to scare me. What if I wouldnât be able to walk away from him?
âRebecca?â It was almost morning when I heard Drewâs voice. I was half-asleep, lying on his chest.
âYeah?â
âI am sorry for what I did to you. To us. You were right. That mistake cost me so damn much.â
âI know. I am not angry with you anymore.â
âWhat about Logan? I saw you two at the lakeâ¦â
âLogan is complicated as always.â
âWhy?â
âI... He... Fuck...â
âDid you forgive him?â Drew decided to change the subject a little.
âNo. He never said that he was sorry. And yesterday, he even told me that he had no idea why our friendship ended.â
âYour friendship with him was so pure, and it was ruined because of my mistake... And because he is a much better friend than I am...â
âHe should have told me the truth. At least, give me a hint that he might know who it was... I couldnât stand the feeling that he knew and was acting so surprised in front of me...â
âIt was so easy between us... Our sex just now... Our talks... We are good together, Rebecca...â
âDonât start, Drew... What you are saying is the truth. But I canât be with you... You and I in a long-distance relationship wonât stand a chance...â
âAnd that is all because of me.â
âWe are young, Drew. Anything is possible.â
âItâs possible until Logan decides otherwise.â
âWhat does it have to do with him all the time?â
âBecause I saw you at the lake... And I know that he followed you when you went to answer your phone.â
âAnd?â I wasnât following his logic. At all.
âRebecca, he chose me yesterday. Because itâs who he is. A perfect man. A perfect best friend.â
âHe chose you the day I caughtâ¦â
âIf he decided to follow his heart, you wouldnât have been with me. But he chose me, my feelings and desires over his... And I will owe him for thatâ¦â
Drew was hinting that Logan still was attracted to me and that if he had wanted it, I wouldâve been with him. He didnât know what had happened at the lake. I didnât tell Drew about my little swallow. Logan Jones and I? It even sounded ridiculous. Because what Drew was saying couldnât be real. Just no.
âDrew, letâs drop this conversation. I want to sleep at least a little. We are going back home at noon, and Iâ¦â
âSure, whatever you want, babe.â
We fell asleep together, tangled in bed, like the good old days. The only thing I was grateful for was that Lily and Logan didnât say anything to Kate. She had no idea where I spent the night.
I know that the Jones siblings knew where I went with Drew and what we were doing, but they didnât say anything. Not even Lily. She only patted me on the back and kissed my temple when I walked out of the bathroom after my return from Drewâs room.
We said our goodbyes on a lovely note. Lily and I werenât able to stop crying when I was ready to get in my car. I kissed Drew goodbye, and he had no desire to let me go, but he knew it was right. So he stepped away, only after he kissed me on my forehead.
Tim and Kate said their goodbyes and left for the airport; they were going on their honeymoon. It was all very bittersweet, but at least I had closure with all of them.
Except Logan. Since the moment he walked away from me at the lake, we hadnât said a word to each other. He was ignoring me and my presence.
I didnât have a clue why he acted like that with me or why he did what he did. All that I knew was he was the one who threw my necklace into the lake, and still, he was the one who acted like a fucking diva!
So yeah, coming back to this town, to Lilyâs wedding, was scaring me. I was afraid to see Drew because I had no idea what to say to him after four years of total silence. And I was terrified to meet Logan.
Looking at him on the TV, on Instagram, or in the media, I had the feeling that he had changed and not in the right way.
Lily was telling me otherwise, but the Logan Jones I once knew wouldn't have been dating this parade of models just for his appeal. I pictured him now as a heartless and egocentric jerk.
Who knew who the real Logan Jones was now?