Another Lost Reunion

BECCA

Mr. and Mrs. Jones left the house to bring the newlyweds to the airport. Lily was talking about calling a taxi, but her dad was very convincing.

If I understood it right, John’s parents planned to see them off too, and after that, they were going to have dinner together with Lily’s parents. That decision left Logan and me alone in the house.

I was sitting in Logan’s room on the bed after I collected all of my things, and my suitcase was waiting for me downstairs. We still had two hours before I needed to leave for Tim and Kate’s house.

I decided to use this opportunity to talk with Logan about our plans. Damn, even this thought was warming my heart.

“Why do I have a feeling that there is something very serious on your mind?” Logan’s deep voice resonated with my whole body, causing a tingling sensation in my lower abdomen. He climbed on the bed and cuddled me in his arms.

“Yeah.” I wrapped myself around Logan, hiding my face in the hollow of his shoulder. He smelled very nice, like mint and something muskier. “I was thinking about a few things at once. They are all important, and I have no idea where to start.”

“I’m listening.” His fingers snuck into my hair and started combing it. Slowly and carefully. It felt like bliss.

“Well… You will be back in Philly on Friday, right?”

“Yes.”

“I can’t go with you there on Friday because I want to spend at least a few days with my parents. And besides that, I need to go to New York to collect my things. Oh, and I need to inform Mr. Wilson about the change in my plans.”

“Who is Mr. Wilson?”

“I was going to work for him. He hired me, and now I need to find a way out without creating a scandal… He won’t be thrilled, so I need to talk to him as soon as possible. That way, he will be able to find another person for the position.”

“How long will it take?”

“A week? Or two? But that’s all. I am sure of it.”

“Works for me. I will have time to tell my agent that I will be coming back from this wedding, not being single.”

“Will that be a disappointment?” I had no idea how his world works. Maybe dating a simple girl like me will be bad for his reputation.

“I don’t give a fuck about that, Becca. I am enormously happy, and I want to be with you. All the rest has no value to me. You need to know that.”

“Thank you for saying that,” I said, kissing his neck and placing my hand on his chest. “So, when I finish everything, I will buy a ticket and come to you.”

“Two weeks without you sounds so long now... I spent four years without seeing you and thought that it was okay. Now, I have no idea how I am going to survive without you for two weeks. Pathetic.”

He laughed, amused by his reaction. “I will meet you at the airport and take you to my lovely house.”

“Lovely house? It’s a freaking mansion if what you told me about it is true. And besides, I remember the photos...”

“And now you will be living in a freaking mansion. I will go to the store with you and buy you anything you need. I don’t care how much it will cost or how many of your things will be in my house. I want you there. The rest won’t matter to me at all.”

“Logan...” I murmured his name, inspired by his words.

I placed my lips on his neck again, but this time I added tongue to the kiss, caressing and sucking. I felt his hand curl into a fist, and he tugged on my hair, making me lean away from him.

For a second, I thought he didn’t like it, but then he just captured my lips with his, and I realized that he simply wanted to kiss me. God, how good it felt to be in his arms and, most importantly, how right.

I know how it sounds, but I was ready to abandon myself to this man completely. I was at his mercy and honestly, I was happy about it.

“Oh God, I will need to start hunting for a job right away... I hated this when I arrived in New York, and now I will need to go through this process again,” I said, sighing some time after when we finally ended our kiss. Logan’s head was on my lap while I was massaging his temples with my fingers.

“Rebecca, did you forget that now you are my girlfriend? I have enough money to support my parents and to live life to the fullest myself. Why do you need to work at all?”

“Logan, I hope you’re joking.” My tone of voice became severe in an instant.

“I am. I know you, Becca Dawson. I remember how dedicated to your studies you were in college. I remember how excited you were when you were telling us about your future job in Miami. I am sure that you are a little bit of a workaholic, or maybe not a little bit.”

Logan laughed, seeing my reaction. I was smiling like an idiot because of his words.

“Becca, there will be no pressure. I will give you anything that you need. But if you…”

“Logan, it’s super nice to hear all that. For now, I believe that I would be bored to death if I just sat at home. Who knows what I will say about that after I see your lifestyle for myself.

“Because even now I can tell you that I will always be by your side. I will support you. I will be waiting for you at home with homemade food. I will be there for you after your practices or cheering for you at your games.

“I have no idea how I will manage, but I am determined to do so. For you. And most importantly for us.”

“Rebecca, how are you expecting me to let you go to the Wallace’s house after such a speech?”

“Well…” I leaned to his face and stared at his beautiful brown eyes. “And you still haven’t had a chance to try my homemade food. I am very good at it… After a lot of practice and living on my own.”

“It’s not fair, babe…” Logan placed his hand on the back of my neck and pulled me to kiss him. Even if I was dying from the desire to continue this, I decided to pull away. “You’re such a tease.”

“You love that about me.”

“I love everything about you, Rebecca,” he said, sitting up abruptly on the bed and cradling me in his arms.

“Damn, do you even realize the effect you have on me? It’s exactly like it was in college, but a million times more intense and more mature. Back in college, I felt this pull to you; this urge to be close…”

“When I was with Melanie and when you were dating my best friend… It didn’t go anywhere, no matter how hard I tried to forbid myself to think about you, to imagine you in my arms… God, it feels like I am going nuts because you’re with me now!”

“Logan, I am yours. Completely. Mind, body, and soul. And what you just said—it’s the same for me. I named it the Logan Jones’s effect, and I am having it very badly.”

I nuzzled my face against his neck, moving my lips up to his jaw, only to reach his half-opened mouth. I saw him gulp. Our lips were barely touching; neither of us moved.

“I love you, Logan… So please, don’t hurt me… Because if I had to endure pain caused by you… I'm not so sure if I would be okay after that…”

“I would never hurt you or cheat on you. I’m crazy about you, Rebecca…”

Saying that, Logan moved his lips, and we started kissing again. This time slowly, enjoying every caress and movement. Soon, both of us were out of breath, but even that didn’t make us separate.

I needed him like I needed oxygen to breathe. I needed his hands on my body to feel again. Logan was everything that I ever wanted and needed.

It was so obvious that it was precisely what was missing in my life. I should have known what our first meeting in the fraternity house meant. We were meant to be together right from the start.

I remember this thought that I had after my eyes landed on him. That he was the most gorgeous guy that I had ever seen in my life. I was fascinated by him, by his beautiful brown eyes with long and thick eyelashes, by his chiseled jaw, and even by his slightly crooked nose.

Before I entered college, I wasn’t the type to sleep with someone I’d only just met, but with Logan… With Logan, I wanted it desperately a few minutes after I locked eyes with him. It should have been a red flag for me. I should have understood that it wasn’t something that happens often.

But maybe it was destined to be exactly like that? When we first met, he wasn’t single. Then I started dating Drew. I was friends with Logan, but I always knew that I had feelings for him. I thought that it was just sympathy, mutual respect clouded with this attraction that I felt for him. Nothing more.

I should have understood that I was wrong when we were at the lake after Tim and Kate’s wedding. How I reacted to his touch, how I was ready to kiss him, and how I was hurt because he pushed me away and erased me from his life.

Damn, we wasted a good amount of time with all these misunderstandings and bad timing. The last one was even the worst for us.

Perhaps it was all for the best? Because now I know how much he means to me, how much I crave him, how much I want to be with him. I will do anything for him. For this relationship to work, and for us to be happy.