Toxic: Logan's Story (Torn #4)(42)

“I’m going to shower really quick, and then the bathroom is all yours.”

I lay in bed and stared up at the ceiling as I heard the water turn on. I couldn’t believe that I’d had sex with Logan. I felt like a sixteen-year-old who had just lost her virginity. I grinned as I crawled out of bed and walked to the bathroom. Logan didn’t notice me until I opened the shower door and stepped inside with him.

“What are you doing?” he asked as he rinsed his hair.

“I need to shower, too. I thought I’d join you and conserve water.”

He laughed as he reached for me and pulled my body tight against his. Water cascaded down around us, soaking my hair and running down my face and body, but I barely noticed. All I saw was Logan, naked and wet. My body practically begged me to attack him, but I held back. We didn’t have time.

Later, I promised myself.

Instead of pushing him up against the wall and climbing him like a monkey, I kissed him lightly on the lips and pulled away. I turned away from him and grabbed my soap. Our bodies constantly brushed against each other as we showered together. I wasn’t sure which of us was going to lose control first.

When he shut off the water and grabbed a towel, I let out a relieved sigh. He shot me a quick grin before climbing out and wrapping a towel around his waist. I grabbed two towels. I wrapped one around my hair and then dried off with the other. I towel-dried my hair quickly before brushing it straight and grabbing the hairdryer. Once it was dry, I applied a small amount of makeup and hurried back into the room to get dressed.

Logan was lying on his bed, already dressed. His wet hair was hanging over his eyes, driving me wild. We needed to get out of this room and fast before my hormones took over. I dressed quickly, constantly aware of his eyes on me. As soon as I finished tying my neon-green shoelaces, he sat up and pulled me down onto the bed with him.

He kissed me for a few seconds before reluctantly pulling away. “This is going to be the longest day ever.”

“Agreed. Now, come on, let’s go before my sister thinks I forgot about her.” I stood and grabbed his hand, pulling him to his feet.

He kept my hand in his all the way to the car. As soon as we were inside, he pulled my hand back into his where it stayed until we arrived at Lily’s.

“Do you think today will go better than yesterday?” I asked as I stared out the window at Lily’s house.

“Yeah, I do. Things got a little…intense yesterday. Your sister was upset, but she’s had time to cool off now,” Logan said as he rubbed the palm of my hand with his thumb.

“What if she’s still mad at me and decides that she wants nothing to do with me anymore?”

“Jade, you’re her sister. She’s been without you for over six years. Now that you’re trying to make things right and be a part of her life, she isn’t going to just let you walk away again. You’re the only real family she has left now.”

“She has David.”

Logan snorted, and I couldn’t help but grin.

“Like I said, you’re the only real family she has now.”

I glanced down at my phone to check the time. It read 12:06, so I took a deep breath and opened my car door. The last thing I wanted Beth to think was that I’d stood her up. I didn’t want to piss her off more than I already had.

Hoping that Marie wasn’t around, I knocked on the front door. Only a few seconds later, it opened, and Bethaney stepped out of the house. She closed the door quietly behind her and turned back to me.

“Come on, let’s go.” She hurried past me to Logan’s car.

“Where’s the fire?” I called after her as I tried to keep up with her fast pace.

When we reached the car, she jumped into the backseat and quickly closed the door.

What is up with her today? I wondered as I sat down in the front seat.

“Want to tell me what that was all about?” I asked.

Logan pulled back out onto the main road.

She glanced back at the house one last time before turning her attention to me. “Marie wasn’t all that excited about my plans to meet with you.”

“That doesn’t surprise me. She wasn’t exactly nice to me yesterday. But that still doesn’t explain why you snuck off like a thief.”

“I didn’t want her to know you were outside or that I was leaving with you. She would have come out and called you a bunch of bad names. In turn, you probably would have punched her and broken her nose, and she would have called the cops on you. Then, I would have to spend my whole summer as a hooker, trying to save up enough money to bail you out and send you to some foreign country with the band so that you could narrowly escape your death sentence. I thought it would be easier to just sneak out instead of going through all of that.”

The car was completely silent. Through the rearview mirror, Logan was staring at Bethaney like she’d lost her mind. She tried to keep a straight face, but she finally gave up and started laughing uncontrollably. I lost it, too, as I watched her fall over and clutch her stomach in the backseat.

“Okay…” Logan said, glancing between the road and us. “I think I’m the only sane person in this car.”

I finally stopped laughing long enough to speak. “This is just how Beth is—sarcastic, weird, and occasionally funny.”

“The looks on your faces were priceless. Oh my God!” She tried to stop laughing at herself.