Micah (bxb)

drawing the line

(Micah)

I found Logan easily the next day; all I had to do was tell him to meet me, and he would drop everything to be with me.

I couldn't understand why he had been so overprotective since I got pregnant. It felt like he was treating me like Arlo, and I didn't like it at all.

I decided it was time to have a serious conversation with him. I needed to tell him to give me space and focus on his life and his mate.

I waited for him at a small café that I had visited with Landon during our road trip. I wanted to talk to him privately so that I wouldn't back out.

As expected, Logan arrived soon after. He greeted me with a smile, but it disappeared when he saw the serious expression on my face.

“Micah, what's wrong? You look upset,” Logan said with concern as he sat across from me.

I took a deep breath, preparing for the conversation I had been rehearsing in my mind.

“Logan, we need to talk. I appreciate everything you've done for me, especially since I found out, I was pregnant. But… you need to give me space.” Logan looked surprised.

“Give you space? What do you mean?” he asked, sounding as if he had no idea what he was doing.

“I mean,” I said, trying to keep my voice calm.

“You're being too overprotective. It's like you think I'm Arlo, and I'm not. I need my space, Logan. You have your life to live, and Chandra needs you too.” He leaned back, crossing his arms defensively.

“I'm just trying to make sure you're okay, Micah. I don't want anything to happen to you or the baby.” He was acting as if he were the one who got me pregnant!

I wiped that thought from my mind the moment it entered. There was no way that Logan had a crush on me—that would have been too much for my poor heart.

“I know you care, and I appreciate that,” I softened my tone slightly.

“But you're smothering me. I need to be able to live my life and make my own decisions. Chandra is your mate; you should focus on her instead of me and my relationship with Landon.” He looked away as if he didn't like what I was saying.

Did I care? Nope.

It was time for him to hear the truth and to know that I hated the way he was acting towards me.

“I still don't get it. We used to have fun before. I taught you how to be a perfect barber, and you enjoyed it. I have done things for you that Landon hadn't even thought twice about doing!” he shouted, making me flinch.

I looked around, seeing a couple of people looking our way. But I didn't care about them. Nosy ass humans.

“Look, I am not going to tell you again. It's either you do as I say, or you don't get to be a part of my life or my baby's life. Your choice.” I was serious this time; he needed to hear this. I didn't care if it hurt his feelings. If he didn't stop, then I'm afraid that Landon is going to beat the crap out of him, and I didn't want that.

“Fine! You know what? I don't even care anymore. I'll back off, but you won't get rid of me that easily, and for the record? I had never once thought that you were Arlo.” He got up and left before I could say anything else.

I watched as Logan stormed out of the café, his words still echoing in my mind.

I felt guilty for doing this, but he needed to hear it. What he was doing was affecting my relationship with Landon, and I couldn't allow that to happen anymore.

I just hoped he wasn't too mad at me.