Page 62 of That Last Secret
I laugh lightly. “I could ask you the same question.”
“Oh.” He raises his eyebrows. “We’re playing this game, huh?”
“Maybe.” I shrug.
Logan pulls me tighter as if he can’t be close enough. His eyes scan around us, whether to search for someone or to make sure no one saw what he just did. I can’t be too sure.
I decide to do the same and notice Avery staring with her jaw on the floor, but she quickly averts her gaze when she catches me looking at her.
“You know why I didn’t bring one tonight,” Logan whispers.
I snap my head in his direction and swallow past the lump in my throat.
“Because it wouldn’t be fair to her…” Logan pauses, collecting his thoughts. “It wouldn’t be fair because my eyes would only be on you. You make it impossible not to look at you.”
“Logan,” I breathe out.
“Now tell me whyyoudidn’t bring a date,” he says. At the same time, his fingertips dig deeper into my back.
“For the same reason,” I admit without a second thought.
His head falls back. He slowly takes a deep breath before releasing all the air and looking back at me. “I’m slowly losing all restraint with you, Em. I’m trying really fucking hard here to be respectful toward you and keep my word to your brothers, but there’s only so much a man can take.”
My hand that was resting on his shoulder moves to his chest. His heart pounds under my palm and I know now the two of us are on the same page with how we feel.
My lips curve into a grin, and I watch as a concerned look fills his face.
“Think you would be able to keep another secret?”
I don’t know if it’s the one drink I’ve had or the feelings building inside me that makes me so bold, but I think it’s safe to assume that I surprise both of us when I say that.
The look on Logan’s face causes my heart rate to rev faster. He looks concerned, and my eyes land on the way his throat bobs when he swallows.
I press up on my toes and wrap both arms around his neck. In the middle of the dance floor where my brothers—or hell, even the girls—can see us right now, I press my body into him, and I swear his cock hardens against me.
I lean into his neck, and he twitches at the feel of my breath on his skin. “I didn’t bring a date because I’m tired of fighting whatever the hell this is between us,” I whisper. “I’m tired of avoiding it because my brothers might think it’s wrong.”
I thought admitting this to Logan would make him back away from me, but he tightens the hold around my waist, giving me three squeezes.
But he remains silent.
He doesn’t tell me if he feels the same way or anything.
“Am I the only one who feels something?” I question, pulling my body away from him.
“I don’t do relationships, Em,” he replies.
I straighten under the weight of his stare. He’s looking at me like he’s waiting for my reaction. Maybe he thought that statement would disappoint me.
His eyebrows pinch together in confusion when the grin on my face widens.
“I can’t do a relationship either.” I shrug. “I’m swamped with school, and I can’t commit to anyone or anything other than my studies right now.”
None of that is a lie, but there will always be a small part of me that wonders about the future. When I finish school and graduate, will Logan still be in my life? Will we still have this insane chemistry between us that’s undeniable? Or will he want to move on with someone else?
“Okay?” Logan says, but it comes out like a question.
“I was just thinking that maybe we can—” I’m cut off when Kali comes running to the dance floor.