Midnight Call

BECCA

I barely slept after Drew’s call. I tossed and turned, and considering that Chase was sleeping near me, he knew that perfectly well. Thank God that he left for work in the morning. I wouldn’t be able to repeat what Drew had said to me. It was disgusting.

I got out of bed when it was almost 11 am. My head was killing me because of the lack of sleep. I was also hungry. I washed my face and went to the kitchen. Jenny wasn’t home, but she left a note for me on the table.

~Good morning, sleeping beauty! Food is in the fridge. Feel free to eat whatever you want. Yesterday I stepped aside because of Chase, but tonight you are all mine. We are going to the bar. No excuses.~

~Love ya, J.~

I smiled. This little note cheered me up at least a little. I would love to go to the bar with Jenny. I always had fun with her.

I made breakfast using only milk and cereal. I wasn’t used to eating a lot these days. Logan was amazed when he saw it. He said that I eat like a bird. He even teased me by calling me a hummingbird.

I smiled, remembering our interactions. He should be busy right now, but in an hour I will try to call him. First, I need to talk to Drew. I dialed his number while standing near the window and staring at the streets of Brooklyn.

“Good morning, Drew.” My voice was dry and cold. I wanted him to understand my mood from the start.

“Hey, Becca. Is there a reason for your call?” Is he kidding me or what?!

“Yes. Did you already forget that you called me last night?”

“Wha… Fuuuuuck…” I heard Drew sighing. Was he that drunk that he didn’t remember anything? “I am so sorry, Becca. I was drinking and…”

“I am aware. You were incredibly rude. Bullshitting Logan…”

“Rebecca, I am sorry for calling you last night and for waking you up. I don’t remember a thing about last night… Well, except for the beginning when I opened the second bottle of whiskey. Did I wake Logan up too?”

“No, but only because I am in New York. I came to pick up my things.”

“You won’t be in Philly?”

“I will be back on Saturday.”

“It means that we will have a chance to meet. I will leave on Sunday.” I heard steps. “Sorry, Rebecca. It won’t happen again. I need to get going.”

He hung up on me. I bit my lower lip in annoyance. I didn’t get the opportunity to call him out on his words, to tell him that Logan didn’t deserve to be treated that way. He was waiting for Drew and hoping to make things right with his friend.

I changed and went for a stroll. I was finally able to get used to the city, or maybe I was just in the right state of mind after starting my relationship with Logan.

I was enjoying my time here. All the busy streets, the people in a hurry, the stately skyscrapers—I found beauty in every moment and every place. Yeah, I guess Logan had influenced me.

I received a call from Logan when I reached the top deck of the Empire State Building. Could he read my mind? Or was he just missing me? I answered his call, feeling my lips stretch into a big, happy smile.

“Hey, babe. How are you?”

“Hey, I'm at this breathtaking place, and the only thing missing is you.”

“Let me guess. You're at the Empire State Building?”

“How did you know?” My smile grew bigger.

“The view from there is marvelous. There is no other place like that in New York. It’s one of a kind. And yeah, I would have loved to be with you,” Logan sighed. “Tell me something else. Picturing you all alone in New York isn’t helping.”

“Well, Jenny and Chase were incredibly happy to see me. We had dinner together, and we ate, drank, and chatted. Chase stayed with me…”

“Wait. What?” Logan’s voice became worried in a few seconds.

“We talked until late into the night, and he fell asleep on my bed. We were both fully dressed, and I think he regretted staying with me. I tossed and turned without being able to fall asleep for some time.”

“Okay… Still, Becca, I don’t like hearing that another… even a married guy slept with you on your bed.”

“I am sorry…” There hasn’t been anything romantic between Chase and me for years, so hearing people’s worries was strange for me, but I could relate. If Logan told me that he had slept in the same bed, even with Kate, I wouldn’t have been comfortable. “How are you?”

“Bored. I miss my girl and her delicious food. The lasagna you made for me was perfect.”

“I'm happy to hear that. It's because I made it with love.” We both laughed. “How was your practice?”

“Rough. But I'm used to it.”

“No new bruises?”

“Nope. Rebecca, while I'm still being honest, Teresa called me. She's in town and wanted to meet with me. I accidentally answered her call, but I think now she understands that I'm not interested.”

“Thank you for telling me.” Though I felt a little pang in my chest, I dismissed it very quickly. I can trust him.

“What are you going to do this evening?” Logan cleared his throat.

“Going out with Jenny. She invited me for a drink.”

“Will Chase be with you?”

“No. It's just a girls' night. There is a pretty cool bar not far away from their home.”

“I might feel jealous and worried.”

“Oh, please. Don’t tell me that when Drew comes to you, you'll be staying in your house. That’s me who should be worried, not the other way around.”

“I haven’t planned anything yet. We need to talk. Other things can wait.”

“Okay.” I won’t tell him about Drew’s call and his words. I don’t want to make things even worse than they are right now. “I love you, Logan.”

“I love you too, Becca. Have a nice day, and don’t forget to call me when you're in bed.”

“What if it gets late?”

“Doesn’t matter. I'll be waiting for my beautiful girl to call me. Deal?”

“Of course! Bye!”

I ended the call and stared off into the distance. I had been dreaming about living in this city for so long, and now I was leaving it without any regrets.

I know that I made the right decision. I will be happy with Logan. We have found our way to each other, and I have no intention of letting him go. Indeed, he is my everything.

I had been back for one hour before I met with Jenny. She went home, changed her clothes, and we went to the bar. We ordered cocktails and talked. We were so focused that we didn’t notice any men glancing in our direction.

I can’t blame them, Jenny and I were beautiful, and we were like black and white, complementing each other’s looks.

She bombarded me with questions about the wedding, my relationship with Logan, and my meeting with Drew. But when she changed the subject and asked me about sex with Logan, I realized that she was more than just tipsy.

Jenny had never talked to me about sex with Chase. But I guess there's a first time for everything, right?

“Becca, tell me, what was Chase like when you first met him?”

“He was a bartender, dreaming about moving here.” I furrowed my eyebrows and stared at her.

“No! Silly! I was asking about your sex with him.” My eyes widened a fraction. Was she serious?

“It was so long ago, Jenny…” I tried to deflect her question. Chase liked rough sex when we first met. He could also be tender, and he was with me. I remember having a bruise on my butt; that's how hard he was squeezing me.

“No, Rebecca, that’s not how it works. I never said a word about you and him sleeping in the same bed. You owe me.”

“Your hubby liked it a little rough. He didn’t hurt me, but it was rather intense.”

“Hmm, he has changed. He has always been tender with me.” She turned her head away from me and fell silent for some time. “How is Logan in bed? Looking at him, I presume that he’s a beast?”

“Jenny!” I started giggling, and she followed. Loud and infectious. “He’s an amazing lover. The things he does to me, damn…”

“Must be coming from experience. He probably had a loooooooot of girls.” She snorted and started laughing, but then the realization of her words dawned on her.

Her face changed; she pressed a palm to her lips. “Becca, I am so sorry! It’s not my business, really, and… What I said just now is so horrible! Can we go home?”

How could I be angry with her? She just stated the facts, without wanting to hurt me. I get that. I nodded at her, stood up, and we both moved to the exit of the bar.

The walk home was silent. We were lost in our thoughts. I wanted only one thing: to call Logan and hear his voice, which I did as soon as I was in the darkness of my room.