Chapter Eight: Second Chances

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Today is Saturday and soon i should be leaving with Zoey to go out for breakfast. If things had gone as planned i would probably be sitting in wait of her, but living with the most obnoxious boy ever has set me back a bit.

"Logan! Hurry up!" I said as i slammed my fist repeatedly on the bathroom door.

I heard the shower shut off and the curtain slide open.

"You got a date or something?" He teased through the bathroom door.

"Yeah! A date with a girl i can only pray will forgive me and being late is not a good starter!"

The door suddenly opened to reveal a very wet and very hot Logan. He had a towel wrapped around his waist which hung low on his hips. His body glistened in the light and his soaked hair was shaggy resting on his forehead.

He noticed my stare and a smirk slowly formed on his face.

"Damn princess. I didn't know you were into girls."

Trying to keep my eyes focused on his i said, "That's not what i meant and you know it."

Once again my eyes traveled down to his abs, but shot back up when i heard him scoff.

"Ill tell you what i do know. Your attracted to me." He brought his voice down low.

"Not a chance."

"Keeping all those emotions inside is bad for you." He said taking a step forward.

My breath hitched in my throat as i realized our close proximity. Not wanting to boost his ego by showing how much he made me flustered, i went with the next best option.

"Are you always such an idiot, or do you just show off when i'm around?"

I heard a low chuckle as i turned on my heels and headed upstairs to take a quick shower. That is, if i had time and if Logan had not used all the warm water.

Halfway up the staircase i heard the doorbell chime. I sighed and made my way back downstairs and opened the front door.

"Zoey!"

"Hey." She said before her eyes travelled down my body. "Your still in pajamas?"

"Um.... Yeah. There were some complications this morning."

"Who is it?" Logan said as he came around the corner in still nothing but a towel.

"Oh, hey Zoey."

Zoey's mouth dropped open so wide, i'm surprised it didn't hit the floor.

Logan made his way up to his room, leaving me and a very baffled Zoey alone.

"Riley Phillips! Are you banging the hottest guy in school?" She said excitedly.

"What! No!"

She raised her eyebrows and i rolled my eyes in response.

"I promise I'll explain everything, but i need to get dressed."

She nodded and then followed me upstairs to my room.

"So where's your parents?"

"My mom went grocery shopping and my dad is at work." I said as i grabbed a grey sweater from my closet.

"So, you're home alone with Logan Miller, who was pretty much naked and you expect me to believe your not sleeping with him?"

I glared at her as i closed the bathroom door and began to strip.

"His mom left for a business trip and he needed a place to stay. My mom offered and now he's living with me." I said through the door.

"Lucky, lucky girl."

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