Falling for the Quarterback

{"seven"}

//Edited//

It's Sunday.

I enter the gate code and the black steel gate opens to let me in. I drive up Logans driveway before parking my car next to his in front of his house.

Logan and I are going to take his car for the two hour drive to my fathers parents house. He offered for Harry to come with us but apparently Harry had other plans, plans that he failed to tell me about until he left two hours ago. He very briefly told me that he was leaving early to meet with Walter and Ben about something.

He was very vague about it, and I don't like that.

Especially because I'm pretty sure it had something to do with their 'family business'. He could be vague about it all he wants because I didn't need him to tell me, I already knew.

God, it's like he's folding right into them. He's just going in full force, no apprehension whatsoever.

He can say all he wants that mom and dad wanted this or us, that the point of them wanting us to move down to Colorado was to be closer to family, but they didn't want this.

He's forgetting that the reason dad took us away from them in the first place is because he didn't want that life for us, he wanted us to have freedom and choice, not to be hauled down by being forced to do whatever Walter thought was best.

I love my brother, but he gets blinded way too easily. Dad wouldn't have wanted this for him.

I walk quickly to the door and ring the doorbell. It swings open revealing Logan a few seconds later.

"You look beautiful" he closes the door behind me and kisses my cheek as I walk inside.

I have on a white sweater and black jeans and paired it with a tan dress coat with black buttons and a matching pair of tan heels.

"Thank you" I smile turning around to look at him. He walks over to where I'm standing and bends down kissing my lips softly.

I break the kiss and lean back scanning his body with my eyes taking in his outfit. He has on a fitted black button up shirt with his sleeves rolled up quarter length and black pants, matched with black dress shoes.

Sometimes I can't comprehend how hot this man is.

Actually no, I can comprehend that, what I can't understand sometimes is how I got lucky enough to be able to claim someone as good looking as him.

He's mine, and sometimes that concept is hard for me to understand.

But I've never been happier.

Because he's mine.

"Black looks good on you" I bite my lip running my hand over his chest and looking up at him.

"Yeah?" he smirks.

My chest gets heavy making it hard fo me to breathe as he takes my hand and puts it against his crotch. I gently stroke it feeling him get hard under my touch.

"We might have some time befo-"

"Oh are you guys getting ready to leave?"

Logan is cut off by his mothers voice as she comes out of absolutely nowhere. I quickly jerk my hand away and Logan steps behind me to hide the bulge in his pants.

"Yeah we were just heading out mom" Logan says clearing his throat.

One of his hands come up to my ass and starts rubbing it, subtly pulling me back against him. I try to swat his hand away without Diane noticing.