"Why can't you and Logan just get along?" My sister asks, I set the plates down in front of each chairs. Thanksgiving decorations adorn the room, I have no doubt each pieces of decor had been chosen and placed by both my sister and her husband.
Despite how well off they are, they don't hired help when it comes to their home.
They want to make this place their own and I respect Griffin for that, I thought he was just some rich kid and want to do everythings the easy way. But he had been putting in the work and doing things to keep my sister happy.
He's a good guy, I'll give him that. His older brother, however, is an entirely different story.
Just thinking about him, sours my mood.
My sister sign from across the table.
"I know that look" She said
"I'm not doing any look." I replied, moving to another chair.
She places the silverware next to each plates "You always have that look when we're on Logan's topic."
"I don't have a look reserved for that guy. It's just my face."
She looks up and arches her left brow at me. She decides to stop, cross her arms, and stares at me. "Seriously, what's so bad about Logan? He's a great guy, Elric. He's very charming and well mannered. I don't see what's the problem is. Not to mention, he rescued Griffin and me. The man is practically a hero!" She tilts her head like she's trying to decipher me from a different angle.
I stop putting the plates down and look at my sister. "Look, he may be a great guy to you, but not to me. I don't like the guy. He needs attitude adjustment, he smirks too much, everytime he opens his mouth its like he's looking for a damn fight. His good looks will only take him so far-" I pause when I see my sister has a weird look on her face, she clears her throat before she looks at me then behind me.
I turn around.
"Well don't stop at my account, please continue." The devil himself stands at the entrance with his arms fold, leaning against the frame.
"Logan-" my sister begin to say guiltily, but Logan cuts her off "No worries, Elena. My brother needs you in the kitchen." He said.
My sister looks between the two of us before placing the silverware down on the table and makes her way toward the entrance.
She pauses next to Logan, he smiles down at her reassuringly before she passes him.
The room is quiet, I turn my back to him and continue with my work.
Footstep walks into the room.
I ignore it and keeps working.
Not until I hear his steps getting closer and a grip on my elbow turning me around roughly.
"What the hell?!" I exclaims when I come face to face with Logan. His face is inches from mine.
I push hard at his chest when the bastard doesn't budge, I try to swing my right arm for his jaw.
He caught it between his palm and twist my arms behind my back.
How the fuck is the bastard so strong?!
"And you were saying? Continue." Logan said
I momentarily avoid his gaze, I despise the guy. But to bad mouth him behind his back is wrong.
I know it.
He dip his face close.
"You were saying something about my good looks." His voice low.
My eyes flares.
" I said no such thing." I mumbles and turn my face away.
Logan shift his body, rearrange my trapped hands behind my back. My line of sights are obscure by his big frame.
"His good look will only get him so far-"
I hear the play back of my voice on his phone recording.
Seeing the look on my face Logan replay the recording.
"His good look-"
Logan press stop, a satisfies smile on his face.
He's about to press play again when I quickly try to dislodge his phone with my face.
But before I can even make contact, Logan drop his phone without even a flinch.
His eyes on me, intense.
His chest press up close against mine. Each time I take a breath, my clothes feels tighter.
He dip his face lower.
"Logan, don't even think about it." I said
"Think about what?" His eyes downcast as he speaks.
His eyes travel up to mine slowly. A small smile spread across his lips.
"But I am thinking about it." He said
Fuck.
"I hate for you to leave the family Thanksgiving's dinner with another busted lips." I warned.
"I've gone through worse." He said
"Logan..."
His eyes slide up to mine, a pause in his movement before he releases my hands.
"Very well" He said as he steps back.
"Another day." He said as he's walking away.
Fucking hell.
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