A Divine Lust {Stud×Fem}

xx. overreacting

quinn (flashback)

Logan and I have been dating for months, she asked me out and I concurred, she knew how to use words in such an enchanting manner.

I was in love.

I felt loved, I was loved, she meant the world to me. I wanted to be her wife, her child mother.

I lived with her, assisted with bills, our life was incredible, the sex was breathtaking.

I was home from work, I sat in the living room and watched a film.

"I'm home!" Logan shouted. "I'm in the living room!" I said.

Logan walked in and looked at me. "Hi, bae."

"Hi, love." I said, she leaned over the couch and kissed me. "You smell nice." Logan told me. "You smell like onions." I told her.

"Girl."

I smiled. "I'm fresh from the shower."

"You took one without me? I feel backstabbed." Logan frowned.

"You'll be ok."

"Mm, I'm coming back." Logan left to shower and returned minutes later, sitting beside me.

"I've been looking at locations for the restaurant." Logan noted. "You've found one?" I asked.

"Yeah, it's in a decent area too, Brickell."

"Ooh." I beamed. "How much is it?"

"Too fucking much. I'll have to take out a loan, there's a shark Dillan recommended."

"Yikes, but it's the dream, so achieve it. You'll earn it back, double the amount."

"I need to brainstorm some more." Logan stated, lifting her cell. "Yes, do that." I said, caressing her chin. Logan sent a text and started cheesing. I was irked.

"...who is that?" I asked.

"A friend."

"Do I know her?"

"It could be a male."

"Babe... don't do that." I stated.

"It's a new chef at work, she's cool."

"Oh, ok." I murmured.

The room fell silent. I felt unsettled.

"And how does she have the number?"

"The woman asked for it, I didn't want to be mean, she isn't familiar with the others."

"You don't even know if she has intentions."

"The woman started this morning, what intentions could she have, Quinn?"

"Don't fucking call me that, it's either bae or babe. You know this."

"You're overreacting, there's no need to even curse." Logan stated.

"I'm overreacting?" I asked. "I'm cooling, love."

"You want me to delete it?"

"Yes."

"You're cruel, she's a newcomer."

"You know what, leave it." I walked out. "I don't care."

"Bae, come back here." Logan chased me. "You have to quit acting like this whenever I'm nice to someone or social with them. I'll delete the number."

"No, leave it, I'm over it!" I shouted, walking into our room.

"Bae, fucking hell." Logan whined, coming in behind me, viewing her cell. "I deleted it, it's unsaved." I sat on the bed and looked.

"You think she'll steal me?"

"...I don't."

"You took a while to answer."

"It doesn't matter."

Logan embraced me. "You're the one I want, no one else, remember that."

"You love me?" I asked. "I do, so fucking much."

"I do, too." I kissed her on the cheek.

Her and I remained one, no matter how bad the clash, but... I went too far one evening and our wedding was called off.