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'Team Logan' or 'Team Kamron' ;)
And why? Xx
I really hope you enjoy this chapter :)
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I grabbed my cup of tea that I left on the coffee table a little while ago, and brought my knees up to my chest. I held the cup in between my legs and chest and traced the rim of the cup with my index finger.
"Sweetheart?" He cooed softly, placing his index finger on my chin. Lifting my head slightly.
"Yeah?" I asked, acting as if I hadn't heard what he said earlier. My eyes still glued to my cup.
"Why were you crying?" He asked, more determined than before.
I didn't know if I should trust him, with everything? I mean, my whole life story. What if he changed how he felt about me? Or if he never wanted to see me again..
'You need someone..' My wolf sighed, causing me to look up at him. His beautiful piercing grey eyes staring at me, waiting for me to answer.
I let out a sigh and my eyes fogged up again. "It's a really long story Logan.." I said deflated, and he shifted closer. Motioning for me to take a sip of my tea, I did as he asked and he took my cup from me.
He placed it on the coffee table again, and moved closer until he sat right next to me. His upper thigh touching the side of my leg. He picked me up and put me on his lap, my eyes widened and I placed my hands on his chest immediately.
"Logan.." I said quickly, trying to get off of him.
"Trust me." He cooed, his voice was sweet and tender as he spoke.
I stopped squirming long enough for him to wrap his arms around me and shifted me on top of him until my head was on his chest, and I was seated comfortably on his lap.
I blushed and he held me tight.
"Sweetheart," He said softly, "What made you cry?"
"Uhmm.." I muttered.
"Come on, you can trust me.."
For some reason, I felt like I could.
I told him everything.
I opened up and told him about Kamron, and how we used to be best friends until he changed. I even told him how we're mates, but he didn't want me and I didn't want him.(So I lied a little..)
Logan listen intently as I rambled on about everything, my voice trembled and broke a little every now and then, and the occasional crying happened. He never said a word. All he did was listen and hold me tighter whenever I needed it, in sync and on cue.
He was exactly what I needed right now.
When I eventually finished explaining everything, Logan slipped his arms under my legs and behind my back.
He picked me up in one swift movement, and walked me to the kitchen.
He placed me sitting up right on the counter and held my face in his hands as he stood in between my legs.
He used his thumbs to wipe away the tears that remained and smiled sweetly before saying, "I should've kicked his ass when I had the chance."
I giggled slightly, and his whole face lit up. I wiped my face myself and he watched every move I made with so much care.
"Why are we here?" I said steadying myself on the counter while looking around the kitchen.
"I thought you needed new tea," he stated, "I'm pretty sure the other one's cold by now"
