Don't Let Me Fall(71)



“Trust me?” Logan asked.

I nodded. “I mean, there are easier ways to kill me so I don’t think I have to worry,” I said. “What are we doing here?”

“It’s a surprise,” he said, winking.

I looked away from him because those damn blue eyes are going to make me do something in this elevator if he keeps looking at me like that.

The doors opened and Logan walked out into a hallway.

I was in shock when he pulled out a key and unlocked the door to an apartment. I glanced at him. He was all smiles.

We walked in and my mouth hit the floor. I literally can’t explain it. The view inside and out is surreal. Breathtaking.

“You’re renting this place?” I asked. That’s the only thing that makes sense. Why would he have a key to a place that looks new? There is some furniture in here but it looks

like it was never touched.

“Aimee and I decided to stay local this year because honestly, we lived our entire lives in Maryland so we need to explore. We’re just in the dorms because Aimee was dating Victor

and they had plans.”

I caught his eye and he gave me a panty-dropping smile.

“We’re heading back for the holidays and since we have this place, which will be empty and lonely, we thought we’d leave it to you. It’s a Christmas present.”

“What?” I asked. “No. I can’t stay here.”

“I didn’t get to the best part,” Logan said. “I’m heading home for Christmas and New Year’s. The other days, I want to spend my time away from the dorms where I’ll have some

privacy.”

“With me?”

“No, I’m actually dating someone else so she’ll come over,” he said giving me a look. “But you can come.” I nudged his shoulder and he grabbed me, pulling me against him.

“Yes with you, Rebeckah.”

Man, all the feelings rushing through me feel great. I feel like I’m being hit by a tidal wave of…I don’t know. Love. Happiness. Hope. I feel so wanted and cared for that this

doesn’t seem real.

He wants me to be here with him. Over winter break.

“Would you like a tour? The place is very nice,” Logan said lacing our fingers together. His thumb drew circles over my skin and I thought back to the night Alice was killed. She

drew hearts on my hand. It was our thing. “Rebeckah.”

“Lead the way,” I said, blinking back to now.

We walked through the apartment and I can say that I’ve never been so speechless before. The three bedroom apartment is huge and beautiful and…

“Hey…I didn’t see the third bedroom,” I said turning into Logan.

“Aka my bedroom.”

Shit, that just made the inside of my thighs heat up.

We walked over to his bedroom and I walked around, getting used to everything. “When do you move in?” I asked.

“Tomorrow after class.”

“Caleb staying?” I asked.

Logan laughed and walked into the room. “Aimee said he can have the spare bedroom then they both laughed and said he can sleep with her. I thought it was a good idea at the time

but now I’m not so sure. My horny sister will be sleeping in a room nearby.”

“You don’t need to hear that,” I said, crinkling my nose.

“Nope.”

I didn’t realize I stopped at the bed until Logan was standing beside me. We glanced at each other and I couldn’t help but blurt out the first thing that came to mind. “Wanna

break it in?”

“And seem like an * for bringing you up here, making you skip lunch, only to have sex with you in my new apartment.” Logan’s fingers laced through mine. “I’m not that

bad.”

I smiled. Now seems perfect to tell him.

I grabbed him and sat him down on the bed. I finally get to be the taller one now. He’s looking up at me for a change.

I slipped my arms around his neck and kissed him lightly on the lips. “I have to tell you something.” I can’t keep it in any longer. Ever since that day I exploded and he brought

me back, I’ve known. And I want him to know.

“Please don’t let it be bad,” he said with a small smile.

I slipped my hands to the side of his face as I studied every curve and muscle. I see the dimple. That freaking dimple that makes me want to bite him. Lick him. Anything with him.

“I know I’m really hard to understand,” I said finding his eyes. “I’m annoying and frustrating and whatever else you might think. I get–”

“You know I don’t think that,” Logan said wrapping his arms around my waist, playing with the small of my back.

“I wasn’t done,” I said tapping his lips lightly. “I’m a hard girl to be around but when I’m with you, I don’t feel like that. I feel happy. I feel wanted.” I dropped my

eyes to his mouth and forgot what I was saying.

Happy, wanted, keep going!

Right.

“I don’t know how you did it but you broke through, Logan. I go to bed excited, waiting for the next time I’ll see you or hear from you. I really changed and it was a good

change. It’s because of you.” I don’t think of hurting myself that much. I just think of him. I found his eyes and smiled. “I’m falling in love with you.” God, that sounded so

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