by Katy Kaylee
Lisa pouted. “I’m sorry about your date, but I’m glad you two got to have dinner together. I love how close the three of you kids are. It really warms my heart, and makes me miss your Aunt Terry.”
Logan smiled and glanced over at Amber. “Well, I’m exhausted so I think I’m going to hit the hay. I’ll see you guys in the morning, okay?”
Lisa waved with a smile. “Night, sweetheart.”
Amber yawned, covering her mouth. “Yeah, me too. They served me wine there, so I’m a bit sleepy now. I love you, Momma. I’ll see you in the morning.”
Amber kissed her mom on the cheek and then her brother, before heading off down the hall and up the stairs. When she got to the top, Logan grabbed her wrist and pulled her to the side. He wrapped his hands around her face and kissed her deeply. “I just couldn’t go to bed without telling you how absolutely amazing you are and how beautiful you looked tonight.”
Amber was speechless, butterflies pelting her over and over in the chest. “Sweet dreams, handsome. Don’t let the bed bugs bite.”
Logan let her hands go and blew her a kiss as he walked into his room and closed the door. Amber held her bag to her chest and tilted her head back. She was completely smitten.
21
Logan
Logan sat reclined on his bed with his journal open, writing furiously. Sunday had been so amazing, not just the sex, but the dinner too, and he could barely get it all down on paper.
She was magnificent. She glowed brighter than the moon as she sat across from me at Ramone’s talking about her dreams, her fears, and her secrets. She let everything go with me, and I opened up to her, too. Talking about my parents was something that I hadn’t ever done, and though it hurt, it was like having my sins absolved in church. So much of that pent up hurt just flowed from me out into the atmosphere. There hasn’t been a time in my life I felt that comfortable with another person. She made me question everything I had planned for myself.
Still, my dreams for the future stay the same, and sadly, I think I have to choose. Actually, I have already chosen. I am going to make the trip and take the job, but if there is anything fateful about my existence, I hope with all my heart she will be here when I return. I don’t know what any of it will mean if I don’t have her by my side.
Logan stopped for a moment and thought about things. Everything was so hard to come to terms with. No matter what fairytale he had created out of his life there in LA, it would all become stagnant if he couldn’t move forward with his career. This internship was the answer to all of that. He knew it, even though he wanted to fight it with everything in him. He sighed and continued writing.
Even as I sit here knowing the course of action I chose, I question myself. Soon I will be boarding a plane to New York City, and I fear the silence of her absence will be too much for me to bear. If only I could say these things to her. If only I could hear her tell me…
“Hey…” Amber said as she walked into his room and froze.
Logan closed his journal and threw it in the top drawer of his bed stand. “Oh, hey. What’s up?”
Amber narrowed her eyes at him and took a step forward, pointing at the drawer. “Were you just journaling?”
Logan glanced down at the table. “Uh, no. I was just making notes that’s all.”
Amber lifted an eyebrow. “No, that was totally a journal. It said journal on the outside of it.”
Logan wrinkled his nose. “It’s just a book with paper. It can be used for anything. Notes, whatever.”
Amber walked over toward the drawer and reached out to open it. “Then you won’t mind if I take a look at your ‘notes’.”
Logan grabbed her hand and shook his head. “They won’t interest you.”
She pulled her hand back and laughed. “You totally were writing in your diary. Do you start the pages out with Dear Diary? Do you draw like little hearts on the inside and doodle pictures of us kissing?”
Logan gave her a dead stare. “Okay. That’s quite enough from you.”
He stood up and took her by the arm, turning her toward the door. She continued teasing him. “I had a diary once when I was fourteen. I was going to be Mrs. Evan Harris, this boy in ninth grade who always gave me dirty looks. I thought it was because he liked me, but it turned out he liked boys.”
Logan stopped and let out a deep sigh. “Yes, okay. I was journaling. Can we move on from this, please?”
Amber smiled and watched him walk back over and sit on the bed. “Everyone is downstairs getting ready for dinner.”
Logan nodded. “Okie dokie. I’m starving.”
Amber bit her lip and walked over to the bed, leaning down close to Logan. He could feel the electricity shooting between them. “I’m ravenous too.”
She pressed her lips against his, running her hand up his thigh. For a moment he let it happen, wanting her so badly all the time. However, as the smell of food wafted from downstairs, he pulled back and kissed her on the nose. She pouted and stood up, putting her hands on her hips.
Logan laughed and stood up in front of her, wrapping his arms around her. “I’m not rejecting you. It’s just way too risky right now. It’s different when everyone is in bed for the night. When everyone is awake, we could be caught in a split second. I’ve walked right into your mom before because she walks so quietly down these halls. And ever since your dad put the runner in you can barely hear anyone walking.”
She smiled and turned from side to side. “But you don’t even come into my room at night. How am I supposed to survive when you are depriving me of my basic needs in life?”
Logan chuckled. “Your basic needs? I think, my dear, you might be a bit dramatic tonight. I’m pretty sure you survived eighteen years without my dick. You can do it for a couple of nights.”
Amber shook her head. “Nope, it’s like water to me now. I need it for basic life functions. Otherwise, I get so fidgety and all I can think about is that hot night on the counter top. Can’t you just give in a little?”
He leaned forward and kissed her nose, finding her unbelievably adorable. “The moment I give in is the moment your father walks in on us doing the nasty and throws me straight out that window, where your brother will then meet me to beat my ass. Do you really want to sacrifice my welfare just for my dick?”
Amber pretended to think about it for a moment. “Well….”
Logan grabbed her on the waist and tickled her. “You little vixen. I’ve turned you into a monster.”
Amber sighed and stomped her foot. “Fine. I guess you’re right. Besides, my father is already pissed enough at me for not going to Yale. If he found that out he might send me off to a nunnery and have them lock me in the basement of the church.”
A twinge of guilt pounded at Logan’s chest, but he kept a straight face, not showing it. He had forgotten that out of everything, Amber had given up her dreams to be with him and now he was dipping out on her to follow his own. With every day that passed, he was starting to feel like more and more of a terrible human being. Karma was going to strike him down for what he was doing, he just knew it.
Logan nodded toward the door. “Come on, let’s join everyone for dinner.”
They headed downstairs, secretly holding hands until they reached the bottom. Everyone was already seated around the table when they got there, and Amber took her normal seat across the table from Logan and between her mother and father, who took the two ends. Jordan was sitting next to Logan, but engrossed by his phone and paying little attention.
Lisa put her hands together and smiled. “This is my favorite, having us all here. I made spaghetti and meatballs tonight, with garlic bread and salad, so dig in.”
Logan took in a deep breath, enjoying the scent of the food. He was really going to miss Lisa’s cooking; it was one of his favorite things about her. She was an amazing mother and an amazing cook. She made all of the family favorites, including his, because she never treated him differently than her own children. They passed the plates aro
und and Logan took a healthy helping of spaghetti. Jordan didn’t respond, so Logan put some on his plate and passed it across to Lisa.
He took a bite and rolled his eyes. “Seriously, Lisa. I don’t know what your secret ingredient for this spaghetti is, but I love it.”
Lisa smiled. “It’s no secret. I make my own sauce from a really simple recipe of garlic, onion, bell pepper and one big and one small can of diced tomatoes. Then I add spices, simmer it for just about twenty minutes, and blend it to make it smoother. I add butter and garlic powder to the noodles when they are done, before putting sauce on them. It’s probably one of the easiest dishes I could make, and it feeds all of you hungry men, and us two ladies. Of course, tonight I might have more leftovers than normal because one of my children is glued to his phone.”
Amber snickered. “Better than glued to the bar.”
Without looking, Jordan picked up his napkin and threw it across the table at Amber. A smile moved over his face as he stuck his phone in his pocket. “Sorry guys, just the woman of my dreams on the phone.”
Matt stayed quiet the whole time, sitting down the table eating his spaghetti. There was still some serious tension between Amber and her father, but Logan could tell she was trying to ignore it and enjoy the rest of dinner. Logan bit into a piece of crunchy garlic bread and thought about how he was going to have to teach himself how to cook in New York. Just as he thought that, he glanced up, meeting Amber's eyes.
Another pang of guilt rang out in his chest, but he hid it away, trying to enjoy the evening with his family. Jordan took a bite of his spaghetti and looked up at Amber. “So, how is everything going with UCLA? Did you take your placement tests yet?”
Amber swallowed and wiped her mouth. “I did, actually, today. They are graded immediately, and I was placed above what I finished at in high school, so I am happy with all of that. I also tested out of two of my history classes, but since that is where I am leaning for a major I might take them anyway.”
Matt grumbled, but everyone just seemed to ignore his grumpiness. Logan looked over at Lisa. “Are you happy that your baby girl is staying here?”
Lisa smiled at Amber. “I’m happy with whatever she is happy with. She worked so hard in high school that she earned the privilege to go to pretty much any college that she wanted to. I’m proud of her for picking a school like UCLA. They have amazing programs. I know she will do wonderfully wherever she goes. On a personal level, though, I am ecstatic to have her here with us. I would have missed her dreadfully if she had run off to the other coast. I miss all my kids when they’re gone, including you, Mr. Logan.”
Logan choked on his spaghetti and took a big gulp of water. “Oh, I missed you too when I was away at college. It has definitely been nice having a family to come back to. You guys have been my rock through the years, and I really appreciate that. So, if I never said it before, or even if I did, thank you.”
Lisa reached out her hand over Jordan and gripped Logan’s tightly. “It wasn’t a question in our minds.”
Jordan raised both eyebrows. “So, are we all going to start crying salty tears into our spaghetti here, or are you guys okay? I mean, I can move, if you need a moment.”
Logan elbowed Jordan in the side and laughed. “I’m sorry we are hurting your fragile sensibilities with gratitude. Suck it up and learn something, your new girlfriend will probably appreciate you listening and saying what’s on your mind.”
Jordan waved his hands at Logan. “Meh, she likes me for who I am.”
Amber looked up at Jordan. “A raging ass with a sarcastic attitude?”
Jordan sat up straight and proud. “Why yes, that’s exactly right.”
Everyone laughed, including Matt, and Logan couldn’t help but feel sad that he was going to miss them so much.
22
Amber
There she was again, stuck in the world of dreams, trying to figure out exactly what was happening. Amber reached her hands down by her sides, feeling the soft satin of sheets beneath her. The fog was starting to clear and she could hear the lapping waves hitting the shores. A warm sensation ran up her torso and into her chest, and she could feel the swishing of Logan’s tongue across her pussy. She looked down, finding him with his head between her knees, looking up with his incredible green eyes.
“Just relax,” he whispered as he ducked his head back down.
She leaned her head back and closed her eyes, feeling the hot sensation of Logan licking her wet mound from front to back. The sensation was incredible, and even though she knew she was in a dream, she didn’t want to wake up from it. His mouth was so amazing, swirling his tongue wildly over her clit. She gripped the sheets and leaned her head back, crying out softly into the wind. The sound of the waves faded from around her and the feeling of a soft breeze blowing over her body began to recede.
When she opened her eyes again, she disappointingly found herself awake and back in her own bed. She rubbed her eyes and groaned, still feeling the pleasure pulsating through her. It was like the dream ended, but the pleasure hadn’t subsided in the least. Her breathing was increasing by the second and she shifted her legs, freezing as she felt someone between them. She blinked hard, staring down at Logan, who was laying between her thighs, her panties pulled to the side. He wiped the glistening juices from his chin and stared up at her with dark eyes. She could barely believe that he was there.
“What are you doing?” she asked, still unable to move.
Logan sat up a bit. “Well, I was laying in my bed dreaming about you bent over the railing of that restaurant I took you to. Your dress was around your waist and I was pounding my cock into you over and over again. Your screams echoed all over Los Angeles. When I woke up, my cock was as hard as a rock and I knew I had to have you. So, I figured this was the best way to wake you up.”
As he talked, he slid his fingers down and pushed inside of her. She gasped and glanced up at the clock on her wall. It was only three in the morning, hours before her father would wake up for work. She knew they had plenty of time to get it all out of their systems, at least for the next few hours. She bit her lip and stared at him intently as he continued to finger her, licking her taste from his lips.
Finally, after some persuasion, she let go of her fears and nodded her head. She laid down on her back, feeling him sliding her panties off. His face moved across her thigh and he skimmed his plump lips across her mound. She shifted, whining slightly, wanting to feel his tongue again between her legs. He pushed her legs further apart and dove down, licking and lapping at her clit.
She moaned as she allowed her legs to fall to the sides and felt his fingers push through her folds. He slipped them down and began to finger her as his tongue flickered against her nub. Shimmers of shock vibrated against her nerves, making her legs shake. She lifted herself up on her elbows and watched as he licked her like a lollipop. He glanced up her, watching her squirm, and smiled.
He sat up and crawled toward the head of the bed, laying down on his back. “Come here and sit on my face.”
She grinned and turned, bringing her legs up and straddling his face. She hovered a few inches away and he grabbed her hips, pulling her hard down onto his face. She reached back and grabbed onto the headboard, feeling his tongue moving from her clit down and pressing inside of her. She moaned and groaned, keeping one hand firm while the other grasped her tits hard. He swirled his tongue around and flickered against her clit, making the heat in her belly begin to simmer.
“Fuck,” she whispered, throwing her head back.
Logan gripped tightly to her thighs as he swished his mouth back and forth in her folds. She had to put her hand over her mouth to keep from screaming out in ecstasy. As he flicked at her clit again she growled, falling forward and grasping her head board with both hands. She started moving her hips greedily, grinding down on his face. He moaned, licking wider and wilder as she pressed her juices over his chin.
She could feel the heat start to rise higher as she pus
hed herself to the limits. She dropped all of her inhibitions and let him pleasure her in the best way he could. He reached up with both hands and grabbed onto her ass, gripping it tightly as he moved his face in circles over her pussy. She could feel the soft whiskers on his chin smooth over her clit and she moaned, white knuckling the headboard in front of her.
Amber opened her eyes and looked into the mirror, seeing their reflection. The sight of the two of them in the throes of passion was more than she could bare. She moved her hips wildly over his face until the heat inside of her exploded. She screamed out and arched her back as he pulled down on her, lapping at her juices flowing from her vibrating pussy. He continued to lick until her clit was so sensitive it almost hurt to touch.
Amber rolled off of him onto her back and he followed, taking her leg and pulling it up to her side. She stared at him, dizzy, as he swooped his hips down and over her, pushing his cock deep inside. Her mouth opened, but nothing came out as she clung tightly to his shoulders. His cock was harder than she had ever felt it before and he pushed deeper and deeper inside of her. She dug her nails into his skin, feeling the pleasure pulsating through her body.
Logan growled, putting both of his hands on either side of her head and pumping his hips in short bursts. His body slammed against hers. She took her hands away and put them up over her head, pushing against the headboard for leverage. They were trying hard not to lose complete control and make too much noise, but the springs on the bed seemed to have a mind of their own.
Logan slowed his pace, pulling out and then pushing back in, slowly and steady. He lowered his body on top of hers and she wrapped her legs around him. As he pushed in, he rubbed his lips across her sensually and with caring. She ran her hands up his neck and cupped his face, pulling his lips to hers. He kissed her so gently, she could feel her heart thumping in her chest. He reached under her back and they rolled together until she was on top of him.
