Broken

by Teigen Harper

  His mouth leaves mine, and he licked, sucked, and nibbled my stiff peaks, and as he does, the ache between my legs grows. “Babe,” I whimper.

  “Hmm,” he licks me again.

  “Please fuck me,” it comes out ragged.

  He shifts his hands to my hips and flips me until he’s on top. Logan raises to his knees, he hooks his fingers in the sides of my thong, and slips it off. The moment it’s gone, he’s hovering over me again.

  Logan

  I know she wants me to plow into her now, but I love skimming her curves with my lips. She’ll be pissed, but taken care of, all at the same time.

  My lips find her neck, and she tilts her head, giving me more access to her bronze skin. With her arms around me, I kiss down her neck and between her breasts. I feel her hands move, she loses them in my hair, using it to bring my gaze back up to hers.

  “I love you,” she whispers.

  I search her eyes and smile.

  We are good again.

  We are a team.

  “I love you too, babe.”

  Her legs wrap tightly around my waist as I slip inside her, her gasp is loud, and I grin against her cheek. As I bury myself deeper inside of her, Hayley clings to me.

  The closer she builds to her climax, the harder she grips me. “More,” her breath is ragged.

  So I do as she asks, and I push further and faster. “Yes,” she repeats, and she sure as hell isn’t quiet either. She not at all concerned that we have a full house. Hayley stopped caring what others thought of her a little while ago, and I love it. I love her new attitude, so I push her over the edge, and she screams the room down. If the others hadn’t heard her, I'd be shocked.

  My body relaxes over hers, I’m exhausted but happy. “Do we have to go back out there?” I whisper.

  She shakes her head. “Nope, but you know just as well as I do that Lucas will be up here sooner rather

  than later.”

  I let out a groan. “There are like only five people I genuinely like here. The rest are hangers-on.”

  FIVE BEERS IN, I DECIDED to stop drinking, but I’d lost count of how many Hayley was up to. Never does she drink this much if Lucas or I am not with her. “Hey,” she says as she climbs up me.

  “Hey, what?” I’m desperately trying to hold back my laughter, but it doesn’t work.

  “Hey,” she slaps my shoulder.

  “What?” I repeat.

  “I want sex. Dirty sex. Now!” Her legs tighten around me.

  “Do it, bro,” Lucas calls.

  My head shifts and I search the crowd until I find him. “I’m not fucking stupid enough to say no.”

  Lucas gives me a lazy thumbs up. And my gaze shifts back to meet Hayley’s, but before I can say anything, her lips are on mine, and they don’t leave as I carry her upstairs, they also don’t leave mine when I’ve kicked the bedroom door shut and lay her out on the bed.

  Hayley

  My head is pounding. Immediately, my hand reaches out to find Logan, but he’s gone. Slowly, I open my eyes, and it hurts, but I do see a note that has been left on the pillow beside me.

  Still tired, I force my body to sit up, and I train my focus on the note.

  Hayley,

  Sorry, babe. I didn’t want to wake you. Coach called me in for a meeting. I have no idea what about, but I’ll fill you in when I get home.

  I left a bottle of water and a bottle of aspirin on your bedside table. I love you, and I’ll be home soon.

  Logan x0x

  When I see the aspirin and water, I smile to myself. Fuck, I love him.

  I take two and lay back down. Within twenty minutes, I’m feeling better. I shower, dress, and make my way down to the kitchen, where I find Zac and Lucas cooking up a storm.

  “Hayley,” they call in unison when they spot me.

  “Morning.” I climb onto one of the barstools.

  “You hungry?” Lucas asks.

  “Yeah, something greasy, but no carbs.” I had way too many last night while I was out with Logan. Lucas hands me a plate of bacon and eggs. “Thanks.”

  “No problem. Where’s Logan? He didn’t drink much last night, I was expecting to see him first,” he asks as he turns back and continues to fry up more

  bacon.

  “Coach Hadley called him in for a meeting.” I hold up my hand and stop him from talking. “I don’t know why, but Logan left a note telling me that he’ll fill us in when he gets back.” I then take another bite of eggs. But when I look up, I notice the two boys are giving each other a knowing look. “What was that? What do you pair know that I don’t know?” I drop my fork, and neither of them says a word. “You’d better tell me, Lucas, or I swear I’ll kick your ass.” I’m tense. I know that look, it means that something bad is coming.

  Lucas drops his head, and Zac stands and leaves the room. “Tell me!” I demand as I bash my fist down on the bench.

  He takes a deep breath, “Rumour has it that there are baseball scouts from the big league in town. That’s probably what the meeting's about.” He moves towards me, but I take a step back, my mind needs to process what he just said, and when it do, I drop back down in my seat.

  “If they do want him, he won’t go to Stanford. They'll take him from me, won’t they?” Suddenly, trying to take in oxygen becomes impossible.

  Lucas takes me in his embrace, but I’m too shattered to do or say anything. “It is just a rumor, Hayley. The meeting could be about a million different things,” he tries to assure me.

  Eventually, I hug him back. “I need coffee,” I whisper. Lucas kisses my cheek and lets go of me.

  Three cups of coffee later, I hear the front door open, and as it does, my eyes widen and shift to find Lucas’s. He gives me a reassuring smile and mouths that things will be okay.

  Moments later, Logan comes up behind me, wrapping his arms around my shoulders. I tilt my head back to look up at his beautiful, and as I do, he kisses the tip of my nose. “Hey,” I smile.

  “Hey, babe,” he then drops a kiss on my forehead.

  “So, what was the meeting about?” Lucas blurts, and my gaze moves to him. He isn’t mucking around. He wants to know, for both of us.

  The moment I feel Logan take a deep breath, I know. I know he’s going to leave me. My hands shift to find his, kissing his palm, I need him to think I’m okay. I can’t be the reason he says no. This is his dream. Since he was two years old, all he's ever wanted to do is play baseball. By the time he was five, he knew he wanted to be in the big leagues. His dream is coming true, I will not be the one to get in the way.

  “Scouts saw me play last week. They offered me a contract.” He tightens his hold on me, but I force myself not to tense up. I just run my hand across his arm, kissing his palm again.

  Lucas moves closer, “What did you tell them?”

  “I told them I’d need to talk to dad and my agent. On the way back, I called dad. He’ll be here in the morning.”

  “Who wants you?” Lucas straightens.

  “The Mets.”

  My brain wants to explode. New York. That means he'll be on the other side of the country. My breath quickens, and I almost fail at holding back my tears, but in the end, I manage to keep them at bay.

  Lucas nods. “Congrats,” he smiles.

  “Thanks, bro.” Logan rests his head on my shoulder.

  “I think I’ll go and find Zac. He’s around here somewhere.” Lucas comes closer, leans in, kisses my cheek, and then leaves us be.

  All I want to do is cry.

  All I want to do is hold onto this moment for eternity, but I also know that can’t happen. We need to talk about our future and how we will make our relationship work while apart. I don’t dare move an inch, I need his warm and tender embrace.

  “You okay?” he asks as his head rises, his lips now brushing the skin of my neck.

  “Yeah, I knew it was a possibility.” Never did I think my heart could ache as much as it is. The man I love will be leaving me.
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br />   He turns the stool I’m sitting on and takes my hand in his.

  “Come on.”

  Needing him close, I stand, his arm comes around me, and he leads us up to our room. He kicks the door shut behind him, and takes me to the bed where we lay face to face. “Thoughts?” he asks as he brushes the hair away from my face.

  I take a breath, “Honestly, I’m so fucking proud of you. You’ve dreamt about this day for most of your life. I will not get in your way, we will work it out. I want you to say yes and sign the contracts.” Truth, I’m so damn proud.

  His hand moves to the small of my back, and he uses it to pull me closer to him. “Are you one-hundred percent sure?” he’s worried.

  My lips press to his, and I deepen the kiss, but he knows what I'm trying to do, I’m trying to avoid talking, so it isn’t long before he pulls away. “You’re trying to distract me. Please tell me what’s in here?” he asks as he presses his hand to my heart. Shit, here come the tears. The moment he spots them, he pulls me closer. “Baby,” he whispers.

  I shake my head. “Nope, I’ll be fine. It’ll just take some time to get used to. That’s it, do not take me into consideration. I’m not fucking around, Logan. You have to say yes. You have to go. I will adjust, and I’ll at least have Abby and Lucas. You won’t have anyone.” And I cry harder at the realization.

  “I’ll be fine. Dad and Stef are there, remember?” he assures me and all I can do is nod, but the tears continue to flow.

  “When do they want you?” I manage to ask over the lump in my throat.

  “June.”

  My head snaps back. “Are you serious?” The plan was to spend the summer together. I wasn’t even going to get summer with him. I bury my head into his chest. His protective arms tighten their hold on me.

  “I want you to come with me until classes start. I want to spend every spare moment with you.” He pulls away, he wants me to look up at him, so I do. “Will you come with me?”

  How the fuck can I say no? And most importantly, I wouldn’t. “Of course, I will.”

  AFTER WE MADE LOVE, I needed another form of relief, so I changed into my swimsuit and dove into the pool. My brain was racing with thoughts of him leaving, so I pushed myself harder.

  I clung to the side of the pool when my body had had enough and looked up at the time. I’d been in here punishing myself for two hours.

  “Hey,” I hear from the far side of the room. I turn to where Logan stands, and I see him holding a towel. He walks towards me. “You’ve done more than enough. Come on, you need to stop taking your anger and sadness out on your body.” He then kneels at the edge of the pool where I’m resting.

  “It’s the only thing that does help.” My sadness is clear. “You need to focus on yourself, I’ll be fine. I just need some time to adjust,” I smile, but even I know it didn’t reach my eyes.

  “Come out, baby. You’ll cramp up if you keep going.” He’s right, so I pull myself up and sit on the edge beside him, and as I do, he wraps me up in the towel. “By the way, you are my priority. No matter what happens, I’ll worry about you. I want us to work out a way we can adjust together. We’re a team, remember?” he asks as he leans in and kisses me.

  ONCE I’D SHOWERED AND dressed, I made my way downstairs and found him in the kitchen making me a smoothie. I sat at the island and watched him.

  “Where’s Lucas and Zac?” I ask.

  Logan chuckles to himself. “He’s setting up for tomorrow.”

  It took me a moment, but then I smile. “So, he’s really going through with the whole humiliating Ashleigh thing?”

  He sets the smoothie down in front of me. “Thanks, babe.”

  Logan takes a seat on the stool beside me. “Please drink it all. And yes, he is. Tomorrow should be fun.” He leans in, kissing my shoulder. “Do you want to chill out and watch some movies for the afternoon?”

  My forehead rests against his. “More than anything.”

  And that’s what we did. We lay together on the sofa in the upstairs cinema room and watched some of the classics. Wayne’s World, Encino Man, The Breakfast Club, and Empire Records.

  There was a lot of making out, and we did stop just to stare at each other. I was going to miss him more than I’ve ever missed anyone in my life. Not even the distance between myself and my parents would ever compare to the heartache I’ll face when he leaves me.

  At some stage, we fall asleep but are swiftly woken when Lucas comes barging in. “Hey,” he calls from behind. When he moves closer, he notices that we’d been sleeping. “Shit, sorry. I saw the TV on and assumed you were awake.”

  “We weren’t, asshole,” Logan groans, his head still buried in my shoulder.

  I wipe my eyes with the heel of my hands. “Did you do what you had to do?”

  His smile is wide and devious. “Fucking oath. By eight, tomorrow morning, the whole school is going to know about the STD-infested bitch. Fuck with the people I love, and your secrets will have you run out of town.”

  My smile matches his. “I was hesitant at first, but I’m kind of excited now.”

  Logan’s eyes are still closed, but he’s grinning. “It’s going to be a laugh,” he manages to say through a yawn.

  “Good work. We’re going to bed,” I tell Lucas then lean in and kiss Logan’s cheek. “Come on, baby. You have a big day ahead of you,” I tell him. His eyes open, and I see sadness.

  “You going to do it?” Lucas asks as he leans over the back of the sofa we’re laying on.

  “I’ll talk to you in the morning. I’m tired.” I roll off the couch, and while I wait, I see the look in Lucas’s eyes, he’s asking if I’m okay, so I nod in return. That seems to keep him happy for the moment.

  When we’ve reached our room, I strip down to my birthday suit, because the room is hot and climb into bed. A minute later, Logan is spooning me from behind.

  “Are you okay?” he asks.

  “Yeah. I’ll be fine, babe.” I shift my head and kiss his arm.

  I feel his body press against mine. “I love you.” He kisses my neck.

  “I love you, too.” I let go of a sigh. “It’s going to be hard, that’s all. So if I get mad or even if I fail at not crying, don’t you dare feel bad. It will just be me being an emotional bitch. I’m so fucking proud of you, but we’ve never really been apart, it’s something I’ll have to get used to. It’s going to kick me in the ass, but at the end of each day I’ll still know how much I love you.”

  He tightens his embrace. “It’s going to be a kick in the balls for me too.” His lips find my neck, and he kisses down to my bare shoulder. “Never will I not love you.” He continues to kiss across my back while one hand moved to my hip. “We can and will make it work.” He moves his hand up my side, he cups my breast, and I can feel his hardness press against me. My eyes drift shut as he tenderly caresses my skin.

  Reaching back, I take him in my hand, stroking him, while his fingers circle my erect nipple. My leg lifts and I hook it back over his, inviting him in.

  Logan

  The meeting was what I thought it was going to be. They wanted me. The New York Met’s wanted me, and instead of being excited, my heart broke. I'd miss out on college, I'd miss being with Lucas, but Hayley, Hayley is an entirely different story.

  The girl is my life.

  While driving home, I call my dad and put him on speaker. “Dad.”

  “Logan, everything okay?”

  “Yeah. I just had a meeting with the coach. The Met’s want me, dad.”

  “That’s amazing. I knew you could do it, I’m one proud father here.”

  “Thanks, but can you come out just for tomorrow? I want you to look over the contracts. I’ve already spoken to Damien, he has them. He thinks it’s an amazing deal and is urging me to take it, but I need to know I’m going to be happy. He’s my agent, and his cut from what they’re offering is huge. I need someone that won’t benefit, to have a look.”

  “Of course. I’ll be out tomor
row morning.” He pauses for a few moments, before asking, “How does Hayley feel about you possibly moving across the country?”

  “I’m on my way to tell her now.”

  “If you need anything, call. Tell Hayley the same goes for her.”

  “Thanks, Dad.”

  “It’s my job, son.”

  As I pull up the drive, my stomach falls. I don’t want to tell her. Selfishly, I want to ask her to fuck college off and come with me. I want to make her my wife, now, so she would, but I know she’s looking forward to college. I can't do it to her.

  I WATCHED HER INTENTLY for two hours as she swam lap after lap. Hayley had no idea that I was there, but I needed to be, I was worried about her. I saw right through the brave façade she put on upstairs when I got home. She kept telling me she was okay and that she was proud of me, but her eyes told me a very different story. She was worried. About what? I wasn’t sure. All I could hope was that she didn’t think I’d cheat on her, or leave her.

  Standing, I grabbed her towel, I was going to stop her from swimming anymore, and as I did, she held onto the edge of the pool. I wasn’t sure if she was just taking a breath or if she was finished, but I knew she would cramp up soon.

  THAT NIGHT AFTER WE’VE made love, I hold her. I hold onto her for dear life. “What the fuck am I going to do without you? I don’t want to be selfish, but I don’t sleep well without you.” She nuzzles her head into the nook of my neck.

  “We’ll make it work. We’ll figure it out, babe.”

  “I know we will. I’m just scared we’ll grow apart. That you’ll be leading this awesome life, one that will keep you on the road, and I’ll see you like, once a month.”

  My eyes close, she’s scared. She’s scared I’ll lose interest in her. “Baby, we will be okay. We will still be together in the years to come. My focus will be on the game, and you.” I press a kiss to her forehead.

  “We need to sleep. Tomorrow is huge for you, although I wish you'd be at school when Ashleigh assumes it was me that put out the flyers and banners.” Hayley’s lips meet mine.

  “Why don’t you skip and come with me?” I want to spend every single moment I can with her.