Homecoming

BECCA

Logan left my parents’ house only after he ate a “proper” breakfast. That’s what my mom said to him when he tried to convince her that he had unfinished business to attend to before he needed to catch his plane.

He meant his talk with Drew. I knew that, but didn’t say a word to him about it. It was a sore subject, and we were trying to avoid talking about it.

Of course, I was sulking. He promised to stay longer, and now I was standing near his car, and it was only noon. We barely slept last night, and as a result, we only woke up an hour ago.

My whole body was aching, and my lips looked plump because of all the kisses we shared that night. I saw a red hickey on Logan’s neck, close to his eagle tattoo. I got carried away a little, what can I say?

“Babe, I am sorry.” I looked up and met his gaze. Logan was standing with his back pressed to the car. He was holding me close to him with his hands on the small of my back. I sighed. I can’t be mad or angry with him.

“It’s just… I don’t like watching you leave me…”

“I don’t like it either. But I need to go back, and you wanted to stay with your parents.”

“I know,” I wound my arms around his neck and kissed his full lips. As soon as his tongue slid inside my mouth, my mind became empty. We were kissing, savoring each moment. It would be so hard for me to let him go. Logan Jones and his effect on me. I was a lost cause.

“I will call you as soon as I am in Philly. My agent will meet me at the airport. I will talk to her and…” Logan was already in his car, and I was standing near him while his door was still open.

“Wait. You didn’t mention before that your agent is a woman.”

“Yeah, Leslie. She’s a nice girl. We’ve been working together for two years. She... Becca, are you jealous?” I pursed my lips. Yeah, I was. Without any reason for it. He has a lot of girls around him. If I’m going to react like that to each of them, it will be a disaster.

“I don’t know. Maybe? Just because you didn’t say earlier that she is a girl.”

“Rebecca, I don’t need anyone except you.” I looked at the ground; my smile disappeared. “Babe, look at me.”

I straightened up and stared into his eyes. I desperately wanted to believe him. I already believed in him and in us. It was just hard for me not to doubt. Not after Adam and Drew.

“I'm sorry. It was stupid,” I said in a low voice, leaned towards him, and kissed him on the cheek.

“Fuck, I hate myself for leaving you like this.” He turned around in his seat and took my hand in his. “I love you, you know that.”

“I know. I love you too, Logan.”

This time it was Logan who pulled me towards him and kissed me. I wanted to melt into him. It was so strange. I couldn't get enough of this man even though I spent almost the whole day with him. Even though he worshipped me last night, showering me with love and caresses.

These emotions were too strong. I was head over heels for him. I hoped he wouldn't be scared of me and my feelings.

When he finally drove off, I felt an emptiness inside me. Fuck, Rebecca, pull yourself together! I went inside the house and spent time with Mom and Dad. It was almost 6 pm when I received a call from Justin Wilson. Shit! I was expecting him to call me, but maybe not that soon.

“Yeah?”

“Good evening, Rebecca. It’s Justin Wilson.”

“Good evening, Mr. Wilson.”

“Well... I received your email. Can I do something for you to change your mind?”

“Mr. Wilson, I am sorry for this inconvenience that I am causing you. I... My life took an unexpected turn, and I am moving to Philadelphia from New York. The opportunity to work for you was a real golden ticket, and it was exactly what I wanted.”

“But?”

“I don’t even know how to explain it... I went to one of my closest friends’ weddings and...”

“You met someone from your past. Am I right in assuming that?”

“Yeah, and he asked me to move in with him.”

“Rebecca, I could offer you a huge boost for your career. You will be a real pro in a few years. Your salary will be damn good.”

“It’s not about money. I am sorry, but I still have to say no.”

I heard him sigh.

“Okay. It’s a pity, really. I have a few friends in Philly, and I could put in a good word about you if you would be interested. You made an impression on me, Rebecca.” I smiled despite the situation.

“Thank you, Mr. Wilson.”

“Thank you too. You informed me of your changes as soon as they happened. I wish you the best, Rebecca.”

“Thank you. Goodbye!”

“Bye!”

I ended the call and stared out of the window. Well, it’s official, I am going to move to Logan. There will be no turning back. Am I ready? Yeah, but I'm incredibly nervous.

In the next few days, Logan and I talked over the phone daily for a few hours. I spent time with my parents, but as soon as I received a call from him, everything disappeared.

Mom started to be annoyed with me. She planned our days, but I was barely participating. All of my thoughts were full of Logan. When it had been almost a week, I received a call from him in the early morning. I was still in my bed.

“Hey, baby girl! Did I wake you up?”

“Uh huh.” I turned around and plopped myself on my back.

“Becca, I miss you,” Logan said with a loud sigh.

“I miss you too. Badly. I miss your hands, your lips, your body heat. Logan, what are we doing?”

“Come to me. I will buy you a ticket. Please…”

“Logan…”

“No, Becca, listen... I know that you need to go to New York to collect your things... But right now, I have a very easy week. I could spend a lot of my time with you. I will have time to show you around. To introduce you to my friends. You could always go back to New York from Philly. Please…”

“Okay,” I said and buried my head in my pillow. Mom won’t be thrilled to hear it.

“I will buy you a ticket right away. Send me your details.”

“Logan, I will buy it myself. I will send you the details of my flight.”

“Becca...” Logan groaned.

“Let me have it my way, please.”

“Fine. But you won’t stop me from spoiling you. What is your size?”

“Logan!” I laughed and stood up from the bed. “I don’t need anything.”

“Let me be the judge here. You have been my girl for more than a week, and I still haven’t bought you even a single gift. It’s not how I work. My women don’t need to ask me for gifts, and I love spoiling them.”

I fell silent. “My women.” Other women. Heck! Why did he need to say it like that?! I closed my eyes.

“Becca, I didn’t mean it as it sounded. I…”

“It’s okay, Logan. You have a history. A huge history, according to Drew, so I am not surprised.”

“What does that mean?”

“Logan, it’s nothing. I will call you as soon as I buy a ticket.”

“Becca, what did he say to you? What are you not telling me?”

“Everything is fine. I will call you very soon.”

“Becca, don’t think that you can escape this talk. I am trying to make things right with Drew, but if he was acting shady to take you away from me by telling stories about other girls…”

“Logan, Drew told me a little about your love… or it would be better to say ‘sex life’ when we were at the wedding. I am telling you, it’s okay.”

“Fine.” I heard Logan’s steps. It sounded as if he was barefoot. “Get your pretty ass to Philly, and the rest will wait.”

“Will you meet me at the airport?”

“Absolutely! Send me the details.”

“Bye!” I ended the call and stared at myself in the mirror.

My feelings were all mixed up. I wanted to go to him. I was dying from the desire to kiss him, to feel him inside me, or even just being in his arms. But the words that slipped out of his lips started bugging me.

Add here Drew’s words about Logan and other girls, and you would understand that I was in a very vulnerable position. I knew my strong suits: that I was very smart and that men always found me beautiful and sexy. I was confident in myself when it was about my work or other aspects of life.

But when it came to my relationship... Damn, how could I be so insecure when I know for sure that this man loves me?