Don't Let Me Fall(85)

“The case has nothing to do with me. It’s about Alice. And I wasn’t pregnant so I don’t know if they raped me. I was really depressed and stressed. That was why I didn’t get my

period.” At least that’s why I’m saying it was. Still am. “And they have evidence of me f-ucking one of them in the alley. It won’t stand up in court anyways. Alice’s parents

would love to make me involved in her death. They’ll twist it into a lover’s quarrel ending in murder or something.”

“Rebeckah, you thought you were pregnant so you tried to end your life,” Logan said slowly so every word got through. I swallowed the lump in my throat as I thought about

something.

“Did you know?” I asked. I took a shaky breath and caught his eye. “Did you know about that?” Logan nodded. Thanks, Dad. You really spilled the beans on this one.

“Awesome,” I said dropping my eyes to his chest. He pulled me closer, his arms and body swallowing me whole. I closed my eyes and sank into him. “So does this mean you won’t

throw me out of the window?”

I pinched his side and he laughed.

“I should probably protect my nuts then.”

“You’re probably right,” I said.

We stayed like this for a bit until I pulled away and looked up at him. I can try and say that I hate this guy and his blue eyes are the ugliest thing in the world and he sucks at

having sex but I’d be lying.

Logan Mercer is the best thing that has ever happened to me. He was my best mistake. We weren’t supposed to date. We weren’t supposed to get close.

My family wanted me to get help. I got it. They just didn’t plan on me falling for the guy helping me.

“Why did you kiss me the first day of school?” I asked, sliding my hand up to touch his lips softly.

“Because it was the only way to remind myself that I couldn’t have you. I at least wanted something to think about at night.” Logan smiled and shook his head. “That sounded

better in my head. Your dad was clear that I can’t touch you but when I met you I knew that would be the hardest thing I ever had to do. I thought if I just kissed you, I’d get it

over with and we’d part ways after.”

“Then you did it again.”

“And you kneed me in the balls.”

“You asked for it.”

“Well, I’m sorry you had to be so damn beautiful and such a bitch. And you did ask if I wanted to have sex with you. You have no idea what I was thinking at that point. Then you

broke my heart when you said it wasn’t going to happen because you know my name.”

“You knew my story. You understand why.” I shrugged.

“Actually, I don’t,” Logan said, brows furrowing. “That’s the one thing I could never really place. You had sex with other guys before and I’m sure you knew their names.”

I won’t comment on the way his jaw twitched saying that.

“Alice’s mom said something the night she died,” I whispered. “She said, ‘the next time you have sex, don’t even bother with their name. God knows they won’t remember yours

in the morning. You’re worthless.’” Logan’s hands slipped to the side of my neck and into my hair.

“She sounds like a bitch.” He has no idea. “And you’re not worthless.”

“The first time we were going to have sex…that popped into my head. I couldn’t trust that you’d look at me the same way afterwards,” I said shaking my head slowly.

“I did look at you differently,” Logan whispered. “I saw past the lonely girl you were trying to be. I saw you.” A tear slid down my cheek as he leaned into me. “I fell for you

the day I saw your neck tattoo. And I knew I was one hundred percent in love with you the day we had sex.” Dammit. I can’t pretend he didn’t say that because he felt me tense.

Now how can I move past this? “Don’t shut down on me. I’m not pressuring you into saying anything back. Just know that I love you, Rebeckah.”

He pressed his lips against mine and I turned into ash.

I honestly can’t say how long we stayed like this because I don’t know. Time stopped when his tongue met mine and I couldn’t think about anything except Logan. His smell. His

touch. His words. Him.

Logan pulled away from me but the look in his eyes told me he didn’t want to. “We should stop,” he breathed. Who’s he kidding? A smile started on his lips and that damn dimple

came out.

I’m done. Just throw me on the bed, strip me naked and take me. I don’t care if my family is sleeping on the other side of the walls.

“You came into my room,” I said tilting my head up.

“Mhm.”

“What makes you think you can call the shots?”

His smile turned into a mega-watt one as I pushed him back until he landed on my bed with a thump. Shit, I hope no one heard that. They should be sleeping not listening to things

that happen in my room.

I climbed onto him and brought him back to my lips.

A giggle (I know! I f-ucking giggled. What the hell is wrong with me?!) escaped my lips when he grabbed my ass and ripped my shorts in the process. He’s going to regret that. These