Toxic: Logan's Story (Torn #4)(16)

I’d screwed up with her so badly, both in my dorm room and at Chloe’s aunt’s house. I’d taken advantage of her when I never meant to.

We’d all been staying at Chloe’s aunt’s house—well, it was now her cousin’s house since her aunt had died—and I’d offered my room to Jade since there weren’t enough bedrooms for everyone. Things had been awkward at first, especially after I’d made a fool of myself when I kissed her in my dorm room. Since that night, we had barely spoken two words to each other. For some reason, I’d thought offering my room to her would make things right. Jade and I had shared the bed while we were there, both of us staying on our own side, which hadn’t been hard to do since it was a California king. And it had worked until the night before the band and Chloe left.

Something in me had snapped. Since that night in my dorm, I’d noticed more and more how beautiful Jade was, but I’d never acted on it. I’d been ashamed of kissing her while I was drunk, and I’d had my head so wrapped up with Chloe that I didn’t want to act on it. But the night before Jade had left Chloe’s cousin’s house, I had. Maybe it had been the fact that I hadn’t had sex in months or the fact that I could hear Amber and Adam going at it like animals in the bedroom next to us, or maybe it had been the way Jade’s tiny shorts showed too much. Before I could think about what I was doing, I’d rolled over and closed the space between us.



I shoved the pillow that had been serving as a barrier between us out of the way. I moaned as I pressed my body against Jade’s. My dick throbbed as I shoved it against her ass. I needed release, and I was hoping that Jade would help me out with that. My fingers found the hem of her shirt and slid underneath to the warm skin of her stomach. I explored her, slowly making my way up to her breasts. I slid my fingers under the cup of her bra and ran my thumb across her nipple. She moaned, but I could tell that she wasn’t awake yet.

I rolled her over onto her back and started kissing along her jaw and neck. She moaned again as I covered her mouth with mine. She still wasn’t fully awake, but she kissed me back. I sighed in relief as I moved back down to her neck. I pinched her nipple between my fingers as I ran my tongue over her skin.

“Logan, what are you doing?” she finally whispered.

I ignored her question as I continued to explore her neck. God, she tasted like heaven.

“Logan! What are you doing?” she asked again.

“Shh…just kiss me, please,” I whispered as I sought out her lips.

She hesitated for a second before kissing me back. Her lips parted, and I slipped my tongue inside to explore. Without realizing it, I’d climbed on top of her. I pressed my hips against hers, and we both moaned in unison.

Her chest was rising and falling rapidly. I smiled against her lips as she wrapped her arms around me. She shuddered when I pulled my mouth away from hers, and I nibbled on her ear. My thumb started stroking her breast again, and her breath hitched.

“Logan, stop.” She moaned, her body still begging for my touch.

I ignored her as I continued to taste and explore every bare inch of her skin.

“Logan, stop. I mean it.” She shoved against my chest.

I groaned as I rolled away. My dick was throbbing so much that it was actually painful. “What? What’s wrong?”

“What do you think you’re doing?” she asked angrily.

“Kissing you?”

“No, you were trying to molest me in my sleep. What the hell?”

“Don’t try that. You were as into it as I was,” I shot back.

“You didn’t even ask. You just took! That’s bullshit, Logan! I don’t f*ck guys who I’m not dating. I’m not a whore.”

“I never said I thought you were!”

“You don’t have to. Your actions are enough!”

“What the f*ck do you want from me, Jade? A ring? Jesus. I just wanted to f*ck. I don’t want two kids and a picket fence.”

Her mouth dropped open in shock. “You’re nothing like I thought you were, Logan. You’re a total and complete * hiding behind an angel’s face!”

I watched as she stood and stomped out of the room. I groaned as I stood and walked to the bathroom. I was going to get off one way or another.



I had intended to get her alone the next morning, so I could apologize, but I’d never gotten the chance. She’d made sure of that by sticking to Eric like glue. The only time she had looked at me was when she was getting ready to climb onto their tour bus. She’d shot me a look that could slaughter kittens. That was the last time I’d seen her.

And now, it was obvious that she still hadn’t forgiven me.

I looked up as another car approached. I whistled under my breath at the sight of the expensive Mercedes. It pulled up next to me, and Danny—Chloe’s rich cousin from Maryland—stepped out.

He shot me a grin. “Logan, long time, buddy.”

I walked over and gave him a quick hug, pretending not to feel the heat of Jade’s gaze on my back.

I liked Danny a lot. He was rich as hell, but no one would ever know it by meeting him on the street. Everything about him—his clothes, his shaggy hair, the Converse on his feet—screamed typical twenty-year-old. I knew better though.

When his mother had died, she’d left him millions of dollars, real estate out the ass, and several large companies. The guy wouldn’t have to work a day in his life if he didn’t want to, but he was still going to college while his mother’s lawyer and close personal friend watched over her estate. He’d told me once that he planned to finish college like a normal guy, and then he would dive right into managing her companies.