Party Revelations

BECCA

When we went to the dance floor, the music was slow. Logan placed his hand on my waist, pulling me to him, and with his other hand, he took mine in his. My free hand landed on his shoulder, feeling his biceps through the material of his white shirt.

We danced without taking our eyes off each other, but we were silent. He was the one who initiated the dance, so it was on him to start talking. However, I was intrigued by his reasons for asking me to dance with him.

“You are the only woman who can look me straight in the eyes with such defiance.”

“What do you usually see in women’s eyes?”

“Desire. Admiration. Submission.”

“That’s boring.”

“You have no idea.” We smiled at each other. I wasn’t intimidated by him; we had crossed that line a long time ago when I had sex with him. That’s what changed my behavior toward Logan. I was able to be myself in his company.

“Where is your girlfriend? I honestly thought she would be with you.”

“My girlfriend?” Logan’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. I became very serious again. Was he going to play this game with me? Pretending that he wasn’t dating this model, Teresa?

“Well, yeah. Lil told me about your girlfriend, Teresa,” I said as I saw his features relax and he grinned at me. I was confused.

“Didn’t know that a few meetings might be considered dating. Teresa is a nice girl with a stunning body, and she’s really good in bed, but we aren’t a couple. We met each other on a few occasions, that’s all.”

“Oh... But you introduced her to Lily. And I know, you have never done that before.”

“Because she helped me find the designer of Lil’s wedding dress,” Logan said, his grip on my waist becoming more intense as he pressed me a few inches closer to him. “You know, Rebecca, for a person who hasn’t seen me for several years, you sound very informed about my life.”

“Sorry, it’s not my face that appears from time to time in every possible gossip magazine.”

“I could have gone without that, believe me.”

“Maybe you don’t need to post photos with every beautiful girl you’ve met on your Instagram. There will be fewer occasions for gossip.”

Logan stared at me, and I had a hard time trying to figure out what he was thinking. Then his lips stretched into a satisfied grin. He leaned in close to my ear, and I instantly felt incredibly alarmed.

“Are you one of my followers, Rebecca?”

“Well, I was. But you know, Logan, I am not interested anymore.”

“Why?”

“Why should I follow someone who was my friend, but who doesn’t give a damn about me now? So, I am planning to unfollow you as soon as I have time tomorrow.”

“That’s not true.” He leaned back to look me in the eyes.

“It is. Sadly, but it’s true.” I pulled my hand from his and took a step back. “Thank you for this dance, Logan.”

I turned around and was ready to go back to the bar. But I only had time to squeal in surprise. Logan’s hands landed on my waist, pulling me back to him. Coincidentally, the music changed to ~Señorita~ by Camila Cabello and Shawn Mendes.

I loved this song and liked to dance, moving my hips to the rhythm of the music. But obviously not tonight and not with Logan. This proximity with him was annoying me. I had no desire to stay with him.

“Logan, you need to let me go. You’re crossing the line right now,” I hissed in a low voice. He pressed me to his chest, keeping me close by my waist.

“You are mistaken, Rebecca. How could I let you go when you are wrong?”

“Let me go, Logan!” I raised my voice a little, but he only turned me around to have a better look at my face.

“If I am not following you on your social media, it doesn’t mean anything! My agent manages most of my accounts.” Logan took both of my arms and placed them on his neck, then placed his on my waist and slid them down to my hips.

“Okay. Impress me. What do you know about me?” Maybe he was paying attention?

“After graduation, you went to live in Miami. You have a job there at a publishing agency as an editor. Well, and that you are dating a guy, and he’s a writer.”

Okay. He knew a little bit, but it was all about my past. He knew nothing about my present. Logan looked satisfied. He thought that I was impressed, and that’s why I was silent.

“Interesting. But that’s in the past.” Logan took my hand and twirled me around him, pulling me back to his chest. This evening was so confusing. I tried to understand what was happening right now, but I couldn’t.

“Meaning?” I heard Logan’s whisper in my ear, and I shivered.

“I broke up with my boyfriend, and I live in New York.”

The song continued to play while Logan took a step back from me. His expression was unreadable, but honestly, I couldn’t care less. He wasn’t asking any questions, just staring at me with his magnetizing brown eyes. I held his gaze.

Everything was just like it was in the past. This attraction that I felt for him was still real. It was unpredictable and hard to explain, but I knew this feeling too well. This time, I was determined to erase it from my mind completely.

“Thank you for this dance, Rebecca. I won’t bother you again,” Logan nodded at me.

So politely and so emotionless, that I had a perfect understanding of his mood. Often in the past, I was able to read him like an open book, just like he did with me. Logan Jones was furious. He could hardly contain his anger behind his posture.

“You better not,” I turned around and sauntered to the bar. This time he didn’t try to stop me, but seeing how angry he was, I didn’t expect him to at all. I found Liam with my eyes and went to sit near him.

I nodded at the bartender and asked for another cocktail. Strangely, I didn’t feel tipsy or lightheaded. But it was my seventh, including tequila shots, so I needed to be careful. I wanted to have a clear mind, so tomorrow, I would be in perfect shape for the wedding rehearsal.

“Well…” I turned to look at Liam. He was very thoughtful, observing me with his deep blue eyes. I already figured that he had a sharp mind. It wasn’t surprising, though; he was a doctor.

“Well?” I arched my eyebrow, taking a sip of my cocktail.

“Logan and you. That dance was rather intense.”

“Maybe.” I shrugged my shoulders.

“You have a history together. Don’t you?” Liam gulped his drink and turned his head to get a better look at me.

“We were friends. Best friends.”

“Just friends? That’s not the impression you gave me.”

“I was Drew Milton’s girlfriend.”

“Logan’s best friend?” I nodded. “Interesting.”

“Oh, stop this, Liam. We were friends, and now it’s all in the past.”

“Okay, no need to be feisty. I mean no harm, honestly.”

“Fine.”

After that, Liam kept his promise, and we talked about everything and anything at the same time. The conversation with him flowed effortlessly, without any hidden motives or desire to impress each other. It was a pleasant change from my interactions with Logan.

Even four years later, he continued to affect me. Despite my love for Drew, for Andrew or Cody. Despite everything. The most annoying thing to me was that he was able to destabilize me with so much ease, throwing me off track! Never in my life had I felt this attraction to any man.

Mostly because there weren't any particular reasons for it, it was just a fact. Even with Drew, I thought he was handsome when I first saw him, but my feelings for him needed time to develop. I needed to know the real him before I realized that I liked Drew.

When Chase asked me for the first time why I was so attached to Logan, I couldn't even answer him because there was this pull. This urge to be near him, to know about him. I was hiding from everyone that I was still interested in Logan's life.

Chase was the only one who saw right through me. He pointed it out a few times, but seeing how agitated I would become, he stopped. He was always so considerate of my emotions and feelings, it was no wonder that I was still friends with him.

“Rebecca?” I blinked and turned my head at Liam. He had a mocking smile on his lips. We had been sitting together for more than an hour, and I zoned out. It’s not surprising. I had two more cocktails since I returned to him.

“Yeah?” Okay. I even sounded tipsy. I think I will use the restroom and go find Lily and John.

“I guess we need to call it a night. It’s the second time that you have spaced out.”

“Liam, I… I am sorry…” He placed his hand on mine.

“It’s okay. Come, I will call a taxi for us and bring you home.”

“But, I need to pee.” I closed my eyes and heard Liam’s laugh. “I said that out loud?”

“Uh huh.” He was barely keeping his straight face. Great!

“I am an idiot.” I stood up. Thank God I was able to keep my balance.

“No, you’re not. Go, I will wait for you. I promised Lily and John to watch over you.”

“Thank you. I'll be quick.”

I giggled and turned around to go to the bathroom. I was in a perfect mood, all thanks to alcohol. It made me forget. At least for a little while. Well, and thanks to Liam. Indeed, he was a lovely guy.

The only explanation for what happened next might be my drunken state, the voices of other people, and the loud music. This combination made me oblivious to what I could have heard behind closed doors. I was too deep in my thoughts. Too thoughtful.

I opened the door, walked inside, and went straight to the farthest restroom stall. I pulled the door open and froze on the spot. What I saw was just insane! It made me want to vomit. All of my drinks, and all of my food. My stomach churned, and my vision became blurred. I felt horrible.

Inside the stall was Logan. Riley bent down to her knees before him. She was giving him a blowjob.

Very attentively, as she didn’t even notice that the door was open. One of Logan’s hands was placed on the wall for balance, while with his other, he was keeping her head. He was moving his hips, entering her mouth with his whole length.

His eyes were closed at first, but I think I stared too much. And too long. He opened them, and I locked eyes with his.

There wasn’t even the slightest trace of embarrassment. It looked like he was challenging me. He even started to moan, and hearing it, Riley doubled her efforts. She told me herself; she had a thing for Logan.

Of course, she wanted to use this opportunity to seduce him, while he was drinking. And he was. I saw it, even if I tried not to look.

But what amazed me the most. What made me freeze on the spot was Logan. The Logan I knew would have never done that. He would have never used a girl while she wasn’t sober. He would have never agreed to have sex in such a public place.

Moreover, not to close the door. I need to accept it. Logan Jones was a different person now. Heartless, unashamed, and an uncontrolled beast.

I didn’t want to use the bathroom anymore. I felt my eyes watering. Fuck! I need to close this damned door and flee from this place. Logan shouldn’t have seen me crying. Not anymore.

I quietly closed the door, and all the same, walked to the exit. I found Liam right away. He tried to talk to me, but soon he realized it was useless.

I entered Lily’s house and went straight to my room. I took a shower, finally used the toilet, and changed into my PJs. I acted like a robot.

When I closed my eyes, hidden under the blanket, I realized that the picture was engraved in my mind. Just like the image of the girl, who was the reason for my breakup with Drew. Fuck! Why do I always find myself in situations like this?!