Burning Desire (Camren) (GxG)

Chapter 14

Camila's POV

"Camila, why don't you read the text you just got?" Logan asked looking at my phone. I'd been so surprised about the fact he sent Lauren the text that I totally forgot about her reply. I was in a daze. Just at that moment I realized that my behavior over the last 12 hours could have not been more irritating. First I approached Lauren at the party and spent the night with her, only to leave her alone in the coffee shop with no explanation. And to cap it all off, I texted her - thanks to Logan - that I wanted her. If even I thought that I was acting weird, Lauren must have probably believed that I had some sort of multiple-personality disorder or something. But right now there was nothing I could do about it and Logan was right. The only option I had to figure out what she was thinking was to read her text, but I felt anxious about her reaction. Would she be annoyed by my bipolar attitude or was there a chance that she was still interested? For some reason I felt pessimistic about that. However, I unlocked my phone and glimpsed reluctantly at the screen, but I gasped as I noticed that I had feared for nothing.

'If so, come to my place, tonight, 8PM...I can't wait!'

I read the text whispering every word just to convince myself that I wasn't imagining them.

"You can thank me later, but you're welcome. Just one last thing - no pleasure without protection!" Logan stated with a wink.

"Shut up Logan, it's not like I'd need this advice tonight," I replied unable to avoid a smile appearing on my face. At this point he wasn't yet able to understand my ambiguous answer.

"According to those texts I'm pretty sure you will. They're anything but discreet!"

"I'm not stupid Logan. Sometimes, but really rarely, I get the meaning of innuendos. But still...there's no need for protection," I said piercing him with my look. I wasn't quite sure if he'd understand, but I knew that sooner or later I would have to tell him that my obsessive object of horniness was a she. Until now, his confused expression told me that he didn't get the meaning of my words yet, but I didn't feel like telling him everything about Lauren at the moment, anyways.

"You're irritating me. Is that supposed to mean that you're on your period or what?" He asked with a questioning look, but eventually we both got the giggles.

"Logan you're such a jerk, but I love you though! However, I'll explain everything tomorrow, but right now I have to figure out how I'm gonna reply?" I said with a glance that was begging for him to help me out.

"Hand me your phone, Mila. I got this. Now go tell that dude in your room to fuck off while I arrange your love life."

"Can I trust you? Don't mess things up, Logan. I'm warning you!" I said staring at him with a stern look.

"Don't be silly, Camy! You'd have no love life at all if it wasn't for me. Now go!"

Without further ado he grabbed my phone and I made my way back to my bedroom wondering if Logan would have been as helpful as he was now if he'd known that he was texting a girl. When I entered my room explaining to Liam that he had to leave, he narrowed his eyes and I could definitely see that he was disappointed. I lied, once again, telling him that I was going to have lunch with my parents and he just nodded with a sad look. Before he left, he took the last opportunity and grabbed my waist kissing me hesitantly one last time. His lips, which minutes ago had felt so comfortable and sweet, seemed to be rough and unpleasant now. They were probably as soft and lovely as when he first kissed me, but the thought of Lauren waiting for me tonight destroyed every possible romantic moment with Liam. When he finally left, I walked straight to Logan curious about his reply.

"So? What did you text?" I asked a little worried about the answer. Without talking he gave me my phone for me to read the text. As I did so, I rolled my eyes wondering why I let him write it. A single sigh escaped from my mouth as I re-read the message: