Tamed (Torn #5)(25)

“Sometimes, we can’t stay away even though we should,” he said quietly. “Sometimes, we have no choice.”

I wondered if we were still talking about Chloe. “We always have a choice.”

“No, we don’t. Look at the two of us, Amber. I can’t seem to stay away from you for long, and we’re not even together. We’re just having fun. The thought of leaving you alone makes me want to break shit.”

“Keep talking like that, and I’ll start to wonder if you actually care about me,” I said in a teasing tone.

“Friends care about each other.” He leaned forward and kissed my shoulder. “I care about f*cking you right now. I think it’d be a good distraction from your friends.”

I shook my head. “Not tonight.”

He paused, his lips still against my shoulder. “I knew I should have f*cked you first.”

He picked me up and sat me down next to him.

I glanced over to see him watching me. “What?”

“You going to be okay? Can I leave? Or will you go storming up to Chloe’s or Logan’s rooms?”

“I won’t go tonight, but I am going to talk to Logan in the morning. I want to know exactly what happened. I can’t believe Chloe would do something like this.”

Adam stood. “Sometimes, we all do stupid shit, things we can never take back, no matter how much we wish we could.”

“You sound as if you’re speaking from experience.”

“I am.” He looked away. “I need to go. Call me tomorrow, okay?”

I nodded. “Yeah. See ya.”

As soon as the door closed behind him, I wished that I’d asked him to stay.



Logan didn’t answer his door the next day. I wasn’t sure if it was because he wanted to be alone or if he just wasn’t home.

He didn’t answer the next day either.

On Monday, I finally caught him as he was walking into our dorm.

“Logan! Wait!” I yelled as I ran to catch up with him.

He stopped and turned toward me. Once I caught up, he started walking again.

“Logan—”

“Whatever you have to say, it can wait until we get to my room,” he said without turning around again.

I stayed silent as we climbed the stairs to the third floor. When we entered his dorm room, he dropped his books on the bed and turned to me. It took everything in me not to run and jump into his arms. He looked like absolute hell. His normally tan skin looked pale, but it was his eyes that did me in. Logan had the most beautiful blue eyes I’d ever seen. One look at them could pull you in. Right now, his eyes looked dead, and the dark circles under them said he hadn’t slept in a while.

“Oh, Logan,” I whispered as I crossed the room and hugged him tightly, unable to stop myself.

He tensed in my arms. “I take it she told you.”

“No, but Adam did. I’m so sorry, Logan. I never thought she’d hurt you like this.” I dropped my arms and took a step back.

“Neither did I,” he said as he sat down on the bed. “I love her more than anything in this world, Amber, and she completely destroyed me.”

“I know. I’ll never forgive her for this.” I sat down next to him.

He shook his head. “This shouldn’t affect your relationship with her. This is between her and me.”

“Bullshit. You’re my friend, and she hurt you. It’s officially my business.”

“No,” he said sharply, “you’re not picking sides. Chloe is going to need you to help her deal with this.”

I stared at him, unable to believe he’d just said that. “You can’t be serious. She cheated on you, and you want me to help her deal? She. Cheated. On. You.”

He winced. “I know she did. But I talked to her on Saturday, and what she did is tearing her apart. No matter how bad I want to be there for her, I can’t right now, so that leaves you to deal with her.”

I shook my head. He was being so…Logan. Chloe had wronged him, yet he was still worried about her.

“You’re ridiculous. How can you even care about how she feels after what she did to you?” I asked.

He looked away. “You wouldn’t understand.”

“Then, explain it to me, Logan!”

“Because I still love her. I f*cking love her so much it hurts. I want to hate her, but I can’t. I just can’t!” he shouted. His chest heaved as he fought for control.

I reached for him, but he pushed my hand away. I dropped it back into my lap.

“Logan, I don’t know what you want me to say. I want to make this better for you, but I don’t know how.”

“Just take care of her. That’s all I ask.”

“Okay,” I whispered even though I knew I was lying to him.

“Can you go? I just…I don’t feel like talking about this anymore.” He turned away from me.

“Yeah, I’ll go. If you need me, you’ll call?”

“I’ll call.”

I hated to leave him, but I didn’t want to make things worse, so I left. Once I shut his door, I leaned against it and closed my eyes. I hated how much he was hurting right now, and it was all because of Chloe. I loved her, but I couldn’t even stomach the thought of her at the moment. There was no way I would comfort her like he wanted me to. I didn’t even want to look at her.