Playing Games

Chapter 19

LOGAN POV

Anthony and I have just been hanging out for a few hours, and as much as I like London, I'm glad he didn't invite her. Lately, I've been thinking about Candice, because after that rampant, mind blowing sex behind the club, she's been occupying a majority of my thoughts.

Her moans still echo in my head some days, and it sometimes makes me feel weak in the knees. That power she had over me for such a short amount of time left me breathless.

Literally.

The fact that she wasn't afraid to come after me is what drew me to her, just like Savannah did. Some days I can't help but wonder what I did that made Savannah leave, but there's nothing I can do now.

It was fun while it lasted.

Savannah just has something that places her over Candice and Olivia. Not only was the sex stellar, but her witty personality and sense of humor, and those gorgeous, emerald green eyes and flowing blonde hair.

God, I miss her.

"Dude, stop thinking about her." Anthony says flatly, and I furrow my eyebrows.

"What are you talking about?" I ask, and he scoff.

"You're thinking about Savannah again, and it's pissing me off."

"Why?" I ask, genuinely curious to know why what I think about irritates him.

"Because she clearly didn't care enough about you to stay, that's why she dumped you so suddenly." Anthony exclaims, and I feel a weight drop in my stomach.

In the time I got to know Savannah, I know that she cared about me. When we went to lunch together, I could tell in her eyes that she was trying to stop herself from falling for me. Everything that we've ever done together makes me believe that she still cares about me.

"That's a lie," I defensively say, crossing my arms. "Savannah does care about me, despite how heartlessly she decided to end things."

Anthony looks like he wants to smack me, but he just puts his hands in his pocket and rolls his eyes at me. I don't know why he's getting so annoyed at me for lately, but he needs to stop before I smack him.

"If she really did care, the bitch would've crawled on her knees back to you already, but that hasn't happened." Anthony replies.

Just as I'm about to say something, the door is kicked open, and Olivia is standing there, and anger is written all over her face.

"I can't believe you!" Olivia shouts, throwing her luggage on the ground.

I have no words to say, and neither does Anthony, so we just stand there in silence.

"Olivia, it's so good to see—" Anthony begins, but Olivia isn't having it.

"Shut the hell up, you stupid piece of shit!" Olivia fumes.

My heartbeat accelerates because she's been mad, but this is a whole different level. Olivia's furious, and I know we're about to get into a huge argument.