“Don’t stop on my account. However I can't be held accountable for my actions if you do continue. I may be a werewolf but I’m still a man.” I attempt to quickly move out of his embrace but he just holds me tighter and laughs again.
“I’m just joking... sort of” he says in his husky voice. I'm sure my cheeks are now even redder and I attempt to bury my face in his chest all the while trying to stop my fingers from tracing the lines of his tattoo.
“I need to get up Logan,” I mumble into him.
“No, you had a very traumatic day yesterday. Just go back to sleep. No one will mind. Its not even that late, just in time for dinner.” He tries to hold me to him but lets me go when I gently push away from the safe haven of his chest. My eyes linger on his six-pack, but I’m sure there’s more than six abs there, and I totally find myself at a loss for words.
“Like what you see?” I cough and turn around embarrassed that he caught me ogling him.
“I’m just going to use the bathroom and take a shower.” I practically run to the door and shut it behind me.
First I take care of business. It appears that I have slept for basically the whole of the day. Although I was awake for most of the night, so I don’t feel too bad about wasting the day.
I look in the mirror, and decide there’s not much I can do about how I look. The bruising around the stitches over my eye are more prominent. Hopefully after a shower I’ll look more presentable.
I get dressed into some fresh clothes that have been left just inside the door, Logan’s again, guess he’s not ready for me to wear my own clothes yet. The thought brings a smile to my face, and a strange feeling in my stomach. I’m still struggling to come to terms with the fact that he does actually like me.
I hear my phone bleeping just outside the door, and find myself relieved that they were able to grab my bag and phone when they rescued me from the car.
My phone bleeps again and then starts to ring I don’t pay any attention to the ringtone. Must be aunt Sara, I’ll have to call her back, let her know how I am, that I’m okay. Am I okay though? Well I’m alive at least.
I exit the bathroom while combing my fingers through my still damp hair; Logan is stood in the centre of the room with my phone in his hand. He doesn’t look at me, so I walk slowly over to him.
“Was that aunt Sara calling? I’ll have to let her know how I am; I don’t want her to worry. Logan? Everything alright?” I reach out to take my phone. I don’t miss the electricity that’s hums through my fingers as they brush against his.
“Is it true?” He says, his voice is cold and not at all gentle and soothing as it was just moments before I went in to the bathroom.
“Is what true? What are you talking about?” I take a step away from him, and look up at him, and I’m shocked to see the hurt in his eyes.
“You had some messages, I assumed they were from your aunt too. They’re not.” He just stands there waiting for me to answer him and he nods his head to the phone in my hands and I look to my screen displaying messages and missed calls.
“Logan I...” I take another step back, and for the second time since I awoke I find myself speechless.
“Is what he said true?” he asks again, running his hands through his hair. I look to my phone again and read through the messages.
Chris: You can’t keep avoiding my calls Alex. X
Chris: We need to talk about what happened. X call me.
Chris: I know you feel something for me too. You kissed me back.
“Did you kiss him?” he asks, his voice is harsh, I’ve never heard him like this before and I don’t realise that I’m moving back until I notice that he is advancing towards me.
“Logan, it's not what you’re thinking.” I put my hands up trying to get him to stop coming closer, and he stands still.
“Did you kiss him!” he shouts making me flinch, his anger is rising but I can feel mine rising too. I don’t deserve to be shouted at like this. I did nothing wrong. Did I?
“Yes, its true.” I shout back to which he responds with a growl and storms out the room slamming the door behind him. Every time I feel like we are making some progress we take ten steps back; but this time I don’t want to. I can feel my anger building and awakening something deep inside me. I stomp out the door after him, not caring that I’m bare foot and just wearing a shirt that’s way too big for me. At least it covers my ass.
Chapter Twenty-One
Promises
I quickly follow after him down the stairs and into the hall.
“Hey stop; and quit growling at me. You don’t get to growl at me like an animal just because I...” I didn’t get chance to finish my sentence as he quickly turned around to face me and started making his way back to me. He looked furious and his eyes were the darkest I had ever seen them. People that stood around in the hall seemed to shrink away from us and kept their eyes to the floor.
“Because you kissed someone else. Yeah actually
