"I don't understand-- I mean I'm not complaining but why the change of heart?" Logan asks, perching himself on the edge of the ring. The fight was dismissed as over when we started making out.
"I can't live without you, Lo." I whimper, pushing myself closer to him. "I don't know, I always expect the worst and once I had it in my head- I couldn't get it out."
"I would never touch anyone else, baby. I thought you knew that." He says sadly.
"I do! Mason just seemed so convinced and you seemed so sad and-"
"I was flirting with her. And yes, she kissed me. But I did push her off of me the second she did." He admits.
I frown, "But you started it?"
He nods, sighing defeated, "Yeah, I was so mad Kat, I don't even know why. I'm so stupid, so, so stupid."
"You're an idiot."
"But at least I'm your idiot?" He almost asks, pulling me close.
"At least you're my idiot."
..........
My eyes scan the medical report, straining with exaustion.
"Babe, can you bring me a drink?" I ask nicely, rubbing my eyes and yawning.
In seconds, Logan is clamoring into our room, shirtless and gorgeous, and handing me a glass of orange juice.
"You're the best." I mumble, kissing him on the cheek. And really, he was.
We were back together after countless spits and fights, and to be honest, I couldn't be more thrilled. He was the completion to me. And while he is a raging asshole, an entitled brat, and possibly dangerous; he loves me. And I love him.
His flaws are not inexcusable, but we've come to terms with the fact that we may need to adapt to life together. But we couldn't be more excited.
"Let's go to bed, kitten." He purrs into my ear, slowly kissing his way down my neck. I moan, turning my head to the side.
"10 more minutes?" I purr, running my hand boldly over his boxers. "I promise it'll be worth the wait."
He squeals, causing me to laugh. "It always is." He mumbles before getting up. "I gotta pee."
I laugh even more, then return my attention to my laptop.
I read and read, my heart finally stopping at one of the final sentences. My breathe hitches and I smile brightly.
"Logan!"
He comes rushing in, nervous. "You okay, Kat? What's wrong?"
"Nothing!" I cry, tears streaming down my cheeks. I get up, running to him and embracing him in a hug, my legs wrapping around his waist.
"What is it?"
I smile, "Logan, we're gonna have a baby."
.....
THE END
A:N:
Hi readers! It's been ages, I know. But I've been doing a lot of planning for this story! I realized that this book has strayed far too much from the original plot and is in serious need of a rewrite. I'm going to do that next, but I already have chapters made for book 2! I hope you stick around, as this book is clearly a work in progress.
Thanks! And I promise there will be more soon.
Xoxo
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Too Bad For Her Own Good
Romancea marriage law. a gang. a boy. a girl. plenty of fluff, plenty of heart. what could go wrong?