My Unwanted Admirer **COMPLETE**

Chapter Thirthy

Logan's POV

After hearing the bad news Lilly's just gotten all I want to do is scoop her up and give her a big cuddle. I hate that so much stuff is going on for her. She has enough happening and now this.
I can't even begin to imagine how she is feeling. She didn't always have the best relationship with her parents but still it's got to hurt all the same. We have to go back for her mothers funeral. I can't let her miss it. It's against protocol but damnit she needs to be there she'll never forgive herself or me if she doesn't. She needs to be there for the grieving part and I'd never stand in her way. I couldn't possibly, she was there for me when I lost Amelia. Oh god. . . Amelia. Please help me out here. I don't know what to do. How do I tell her that it was murder and not an accident. She doesn't even know what happened and now I've to tell her. How do I tell her that her mother owed money for drugs when she was meant to be clean. How do I tell her all this and try and get her to accept it. That right there is torture. It's going to break her. But i have to because someone else will tell her if I don't and I can't have anyone doing that to her. I'll let her release her anger at me. At least I can take it and I know she's grieving. I won't hold it against her.
She needs to know that I would do anything for her. She needs to know that I'm going to be there with her every step of the way. I promise. I hadn't even realised that we had got inside the building. It's a safe house the FBI have in this location and no one knows where it is. I only know because the director told me to go here. Me and Lilly. We're here but I have to get her back home. I need her to go back home. I'll speak with the director tomorrow, but for now I'm going to sit here holding Lilly in a tight embrace showing her she's not going through this alone and that it's not the end!

Lilly's POV

I hadn't realised I had still been sitting on Logan's lap but this time we were inside some sort of house. We were sat on a fake leather couch. I hadn't even taken note of where we went when Logan picked me up and started walking. It's like I couldn't care less. The feeling of security I had being in his arms. Everything in my life is going down hill but this, this just feels right. Being in his arms has an effect on me. I looked up at Logan his eyes met mine and for a few moments we just sat staring in silence. My voice felt like it needed to be exercised so I spoke hoarsely "thank you Logan. I'm so sorry" I bearly managed to get it out before I could feel a bubble form in my throat again. The look on his face as I spoke. He was worried. "It's okay Lil! Honestly, I'm happy to be here for you." My heart jumped out of my chest at his words. "I'm bringing you home tomorrow. You need to go and I'll be with you every step of the way." I was so grateful to have him here. The way his body language spoke to me almost as if our body were intertwined and they were having a conversation of their own. I couldn't form how lucky I am to have him here in this moment. My weakest moment. It went silent again but it was comfortable. A while later Logan suggested that I lay down and get some sleep. " I don't want to be alone. Please stay." I begged.
"Of course" Logan replied. He moved me into the bedroom and lay me on the bed. He climbed in bed behind me and I've never felt safer. I turned to look at him and his beautiful eyes said a thousand words that he could not. In his eyes I could see fear, sadness, loneliness and last but not least love. I could get lost in his eyes they truly are mesmerising. We just lay there comfortably while he shifted on to his back and I moved my head over to his chest. His heartbeat sped up and honestly, so did mine. This is where I belong. I belong here in his arms once again. Listening to his heart beat I couldn't help but trace small circles on his stomach. That toned stomach . . . Wowee I've forgotten what it was like. It's definitely more toned now that before but that body, my my is it getting hot in here?

Logan's POV

Before long I could hear soft snores , knowing she was here and she was safe was all I needed to relax. How could such a young girl have to go through so much drama. It pains me to see her like this. She deserves better and of course I had rejected her just a few hours ago. Why did I reject her? She so desperately needed me in that moment and me . . . Well I could have been there for her. But not like this. Not the way she wants me to be. She needs someone who can be strong and someone who can keep her safe, not someone who will take advantage of her current state. She needs a friend nothing more. I need to stop thinking. I'm giving myself a headache. I turn my head to my left hand side and my left hand reaches for her beautiful and silky hair , I've found myself dreaming about this day for the last couple of years, well since I've left her really. She's the one that got away. Well more like I moved from. I didn't really have a choice but to leave. Maybe we would still be together had I not left. Maybe we had always meant to be. When the time is right I will talk to her but until then I must keep things to myself.

It will be harder than I realise. Just the thought of being able to call her mine again is taunting me. She doesn't seem to have any interest in any other man but maybe if I wait too long she might not feel the same. Heck, who knows if she even does now. But there's only one way to find out. To tell her how I feel. Maybe if I explain to her that I want to build my life with her but just wait until everything is sorted before we do she might understand. Hell I hope she does. I will not loose my chance with her because of this freak. And if I do he will pay severely.