Logan?

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When we finally got out of the shower the water was cold. Daniel wrapped a warm towel around me and I stepped out of the bathroom.

"You know, if I didn't know better I'd start to assume you liked me." Daniel said with a chuckle in his voice.

"Well then it's a good thing you know better isn't it?" I couldn't hide the smirk on my face. I walked in my closet closed the door and dropped my towel.

"I can see though doors you know." He said with a chuckle.

I screamed and picked up the towel and wrapped it around me. I picked out a blue bra with white lace and silk blue panties. After I slipped them on I heard a knock at the door.

"What your going to wear is already on your bed." Daniel said, I could just see him smirking right now.

Fine lets play the game then.

I stepped out of the closet without my towel on with a confident smile. I felt Daniel's eyes on me. When I looked over I saw lust coming from his eyes. I winked at him.

On the bed were very causal clothes. Deep wash shorts and a black tee with a blood-red rose on the side. It was actually really cute.

"Alright then." I grabbed the shirt and slipped it on, but not before "accidentally" dropping it on the floor and bending over to pick it up slowly.

After I put the shorts on I looked up at Daniel, he gripping the side of the bed. Sucker.

"Something wrong Daniel?" I asked a sweet smile on my face.

"If only you knew what was running though my mind right now." He said.

"And what would that be?" I asked mockingly.

"Nothing." Was all he said as he walked out. I went out ready to follow but then something pulled me to the ballroom.

I was walking toward the stairs when I heard Daniel's voice, I wanted to stop to look back but I couldn't, my body kept walking towards the ballroom. The portraits on the wall were even more beautiful than I thought the first time I saw them. Every color was vibrant and clear. Every single one. When I reached the stairs of the ballroom, they looked like they had been made of actual gold.

I slowly walked down them, each step I began to shake more and more. I didn't see anyone in the ballroom. Then in a chair across the room, I saw my brother Logan sitting in the chair.

I did the only logical thing I could think of, I screamed.

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