<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">He asked, “What did you say?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">I cleared my throat, my face flushing red as I stammered, “I mean… it’s not like… we can’t. Can we hold</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">hands?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Logan was visibly taken aback for a moment, but then he chuckled again.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">I nced at him, muttering under my breath, “We… we already kissed…”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">This time, he definitely heard me. Slowly, he nodded, his tone yful. “You’re right. We already kissed. Pretending to y it cool now would just be silly.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">My face burned with embarrassment. “That’s not what meant…”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">I didn’t even get to finish my sentence when Logan suddenly pulled me in again, capturing my lips for another kiss.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">This time, I was more aware, more present, and I found myself awkwardly trying to respond. I had no idea what had gotten into him, but his body was growing hotter, pressing closer.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Realizing where things were headed, I quickly pushed him away while I still had some semnce of self- control left.</font></font>Content ? N?velDrama.Org.
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">We stood there for a moment, a small distance between us, both struggling to catch our breath and calm down.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Uh today doesn’t count,” I blurted out.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Logan’s eyes darkened, his curiosity piqued. “What doesn’t count?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">I avoided his gaze, nervously ncing around the room. “I mean today… it doesn’t count as… you know, touching me.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Logan finally understood, and the realization hit him. He couldn’t hold back hisughter. At first, he tried to suppress it, but soon enough, he wasughing loudly</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">I panicked and hurriedly covered his mouth with my hand. “Don’tugh! Teri’s still around!”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">His dark eyes sparkled, brighter than I had ever seen them. I was momentarily stunned, caught off guard by how breathtaking he looked when he smiled like that.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Logan hugged me gently, his voice soft as he whispered, “Alright. It doesn’t count. It does starting from next time though, you silly girl,”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">I stammered awkwardly, “Wh–who says there’ll be a next time?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">His smirk deepened. “You don’t want there to be a next time?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Without thinking, I blurted, “Of course I do, I- The words slipped out before I could stop them.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Realizing what I had just said, I wanted to disappear on the spot. What was wrong</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">with me?</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Well, it’s gettingte. I’ll take you to dinner,” he said casually, heading for the door. I followed behind, feeling awkward and flustered</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The room we were in was a small, private meeting room, so when we stepped out, we entered therge, open living room.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Logan nced back at me and said, “Go change into something nicer. I’m taking you to a dinner event.”</font></font>
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<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“A dinner event? 1 repeated in surprise.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">He nodded. “Yes,”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">1 hesitated. “Do I have to o</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Since everything had happened, I’d developed an aversion to leaving the house. I didn’t even want to go downstairs most days.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Logan shook his head. “Yes, you have to. Besides, it’s been three or four days since you’ve gone out.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">I weakly protested, “But I went to the hospital.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Logan gave me a patient look. I sighed, realizing he wasn’t going to let me off the hook. “Fine. I’ll change. Give me half an hour.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">I headed to my room to get ready. The moment I opened the door, Teri practically jumped out at me from</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">inside.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Why are you here?” I asked, startled.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Teri hopped off the bed, her face full of mischief. She circled me, inspecting me from head to toe, even going so far as to sniff the air around me.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“What are you doing?” I asked, baffled.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">With a sly grin, Teri said, “You kissed him, didn’t you?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">I nearly jumped out of my skin. “No! I didn’t! Don’t say stuff like that!”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Her grin only widened. “Oh,e on! I can smell it on you. There’s men’s cologne mixed with your scent. Don’t lie to me, girl.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Mortified, I rushed into my walk–in closet, desperately looking for something to wear. A whole row of dresses hung in front of me, but I was too flustered to pick one properly.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Teri, seeing my state, casually grabbed a bright pink dress and tossed it at me. “Here, little girl. This one.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">I nced at the dress, wrinkling my nose. “No way! It’s like Barbie pink.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Teri snorted and threw it back at me. “Wear it. It makes you look younger. Logan will definitely like it.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">I shot her a re before reluctantly burying myself back in the racks, searching for something less outrageous.</font></font>