Desire (completed)

•chapter 24•

Chapter 24: Us.

I could get used to this.

Waking up with Logan, showering with Logan, eating, actually talking and laughing with Logan.

It's really nice.

Things are really good between us.

I stand in front of the mirror only in my bra and panties. I notice how I've lost some weight from eating salads.

Logan doesn't like this.

"Princess, you've gotta eat properly." He says behind me in the shower. Steam flows out from behind the curtain and I can make out the outline of his body.

Yum.

I sigh. Why did life have to be so difficult.

"If it matters." He says shutting the shower off, his head pops out from behind the curtain and he grins. "I think you look beautiful just the way you are."

I slightly smile.

"Expect for these things." I comment gesturing to the hickeys that are all down my stomach. "I look like I've been beaten."

Logan laughs stepping out of the shower and wrapping a towel around his waist, slowly. I roll my eyes at him.

"Well I think they look great." He says wrapping his arms around my waist. He looks at me in the mirror. He grins at me as his hands travel down my waist.

I step away from him. "Aren't you sick of sex yet?" I ask because we've been going a lot lately.

Logan gives me a funny look, "what? No, you are too addictive." He sends me a wink before walking out the bathroom door.

Biting my lip I quickly check my panties.

Don't panic. It's been late before.

I bite my lip. I'm scared.

What if...what if I'm in pregnant?

What would Logan do?

"Princess!" Logan calls from behind the door. I straighten up, "what?" I call back.

"Hurry up I'm getting you some decent food before classes."

His words make me look at my stomach.

I used to roll my eyes at the girls who were skinny but called themselves fat but now I get it, even though I'm not skinny. You just don't feel...proud, happy or healthy.

But I soon find myself nodding at his words. I'm ready for some good food. Slipping in my jeans and a long sleeve shirt I make my way out of the bathroom. I put in a coat before turning to Logan.

He looks at me, "you ready?"

Am I?

"Yeah."

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"We're having Chinese for breakfast?" I ask ludicrously as we park outside the store.

Logan nods unbuckling his belt. "Yeah I love Chinese, do you?"

I fiddle with my fingers. "I've never eaten Chinese before."