by Kaylee, Katy
It didn’t last long; the lust and passion was just too much. It was the perfect amount of time. He thrust hard into her and grabbed her lower back, pushing himself deep as his cock began to pulsate. Her mouth hung wide as she held her breath and rolled her eyes. They came hard, frozen on top of the desk until their muscles slowly began to relax.
Logan kissed her on the nose and pulled out, pulling up his pants and tucking his shirt back in neatly. She smiled and hopped down off the desk, grabbing her panties and straightening her skirt. She went to walk past, but he grabbed her hand, about to pull her in. Just then there was a knock on the door and he let her go, clearing his throat.
Jordan walked in with a smile. “Hey, fools. I was looking for you two. Come on, let’s go get lunch.
It’s on me.”
Amber
“I’ll knock,” Bradley said seriously.
Amber giggled. “Okay, you are the man of the family, after all. Go ahead and knock.”
Amber knew that Taylor was on the other side of the door, just waiting for the little man to ring. He put his little fist up and tapped on the door. Amber stepped to the side as Taylor opened it, looking around at her own eye level. “Huh, I swear I thought someone was out here.”
Bradley put his hands on his hips. “Down here, silly.”
Taylor looked down and gasped. “I almost shut the door. Come here, you little rug rat.”
She reached down and picked Bradley up, kissing him hard on the cheek. She looked over at Amber and smiled. “Come on in. Dinner’s almost ready.”
“What are we having?” Bradley asked as they walked inside.
Taylor put her finger to her lips. “Chicken toes and monkey brains. Sound good?”
Bradley laughed. “Nooo.”
Taylor sighed dramatically. “Well, I guess we’ll just have to have the lasagna I made, then.”
Bradley put his arms in the air. “Yay!! Mommy, we are having my favorite.”
Amber’s eyes grew wide. “I know! That’s so exciting. Make sure you thank Auntie Taylor. She’s been cooking all afternoon.”
Bradley grabbed her face and kissed her on the cheek. “Thank you. Can I watch the tv?”
Taylor set him down. “Of course you can.”
Amber just grinned, watching the two of them interact. They tried to have dinner at Taylor’s whenever they could. Taylor was a fantastic cook and Amber liked Bradley to have more than just her in his life on a regular basis. Taylor absolutely adored Bradley, too. She made a big to do over him on a regular basis, ever since she found out Amber was pregnant. She bought him his first stuffed animal and came over to help design the nursery. Amber didn’t know what she would have done without Taylor during that time. She took the role of what Logan would have been, putting together furniture, checking on her, spending the night when she was super pregnant, and even running to the store whenever she had a craving.
“How are you, Miss Thing?” Taylor asked, the two of them walking into the kitchen.
Amber sighed deeply and plopped her purse on the island, sitting down on the stool. “Good. You know, living the dream at my new job.”
Taylor tasted the sauce. “Yeah? Do you like it?”
Amber nodded. “I love it. It’s the job I always wanted, outside of owning my own company.”
Taylor lifted an eyebrow. “But?”
Amber shook her head and groaned. “But… it’s so hard to be around Logan in a professional manner. We’ve had sex two more times. I seriously don’t know what’s wrong with me.”
Taylor laughed. “I knew it. I just knew it. I knew that the two of you wouldn’t be able to keep your hands off each other. Your little rule was meant to be broken, my dear.”
Amber covered her face. “No, it wasn’t. I think I’m losing my damn mind. I have always been so resolute in my decisions, but one glance from Logan and I’m panty dropping.”
Taylor giggled. “It’s not that hard to figure out, my dear. You have all the signs and symptoms. You have ever since you met the man.”
Amber didn’t look up from her hands. “What signs and symptoms? The ones that will land me in a padded room with a straight jacket?”
Taylor pulled the lasagna from the oven and set it down. “No. Not even a crazy house could cure you of what you have. You, ma’am, are still in love with Logan.”
Amber’s head flew up, her hair falling in her face. “Oh no. No, no, no. That is absolutely not true at all. You are crazy, there is no way after five years, him leaving me, me raising a child, and moving on with my life that I am still in love with him.”
Taylor pulled down the plates and turned, looking at Amber. “You never really moved on with your life, Amber. You always had this little whisper of Logan in the back of your mind. You would bring him up nonchalantly in conversation, you shoved a picture of the two of you in the drawer in the living room, but I know you look at it from time to time.”
Amber pointed at the other room and lowered her voice. “Not because I love him, but because ten times a day I see his dimples, his smile, and that stubborn look he would give. That all shows on Bradley’s face when I look at him. There is no way that he can’t be on my mind. I care about the fact that he is the father of my child, but that is it. I am not still in love with him. I… I…”
Taylor shook her head, getting the other dishes down. “You… you… you… what? If you put as much effort into denying your feelings for the man that you put into just caring about him, you two might actually have a very successful relationship. You might actually work out. But you are so damn stubborn.”
Amber gasped. “I’m not stubborn, I’m realistic. I don’t live in the clouds.”
Taylor shook a fork at her. “No, you do live in the clouds, ones where you want to torture yourself, for some reason. You are still in love with that man, no matter what type of ridiculous excuses you give. I think the fact that Bradley crinkles his nose or laughs or whatever like Logan makes you love him even more than you already do. It’s like you were able to hold onto Logan even after he was gone.”
Amber just stared at her hopelessly, knowing there was no reason to fight Taylor on this. She would never believe her anyway. “Regardless of any feelings, he is not here to stay. He has a life, and that is that.”
Taylor stopped and looked at her seriously. “Are you ever going to tell him about Bradley’s dad?”
Amber shook her head. “No, absolutely not. I have waited far too long to reveal that information. Now, it would only upturn everyone’s worlds. My parents and brother would go crazy. Logan would be completely blown away. And then there is the most important person out of all of this, Bradley. I can’t let him get attached to someone that just might up and leave the next day. No.”
Taylor just stared at her. Amber glanced up at her grounding glare. “What? I know you never understood why I didn’t tell him or anyone else. I know you think I should just throw myself at him and hope for the best, but it’s not something I am capable of.”
Taylor let out a deep breath. “Amber, I got it when you chose not to tell anyone before, and I get it now. Do I think it’s the right decision? No. But I am not Bradley’s mother, and I am also not your heart. I can tell you up and down what I think you should do but, in the end, you have to do what you feel is right, and I will support that. With grumpy commentary along the way, of course.”
Amber chuckled. “Of course, and thank you. This is why I desperately need to stop sleeping with him. Every time we sleep together, it gets easier and easier to let my guard down. That is something that can’t happen. It can’t happen because of Bradley, but also because I do not want to get hurt. I don’t want another replay of five years ago. If he would leave when it was simple and amazing, he would have no qualms about going back to New York now. I just don’t think I was ever as important to him as he was to me. He showed me that when he left.”
Taylor smacked her lips. “No, he showed you that he cared about you and his future. He told you in t
hat letter he left you that he couldn’t be the man you deserved unless he made something out of himself. I don’t think that was bullshit. I think he really meant it.”
Amber looked over her shoulder to make sure Bradley wasn’t coming in. “It doesn’t matter what I feel for the man. I made my choice when Bradley was born and I have to stick to that. There is nothing for me to do.”
“You should tell him the truth before you ruin whatever bit of friendship that the two of you have left,” Taylor said.
Amber couldn’t even fathom that conversation. “I just don’t think that I can. I don’t think that I could bring myself to do it. I don’t even know how I would approach it. I wouldn’t even know what to tell my son, and he trusts and understands everything I tell him.”
Taylor shrugged. “Just think about it, Amber. Think about it long and hard, because it will never be easier than the moment you are in. Time will continue to make that revelation harder and harder to share. I just want you to know that.”
Amber nodded. “I know.”
Taylor handed her the plates. “Good, now, let’s go feed that adorable little human out there and try to have a good evening. Just know that it’s something you will have to face eventually. It may be when Bradley is twenty, but eventually you will have to come to terms.”
Amber took the plates and sighed. “I know. I’ll think about it. I promise.”
Taylor picked up the lasagna and they headed to the dining room. “Little man, dinner is ready.”
Amber watched as Bradley jumped up off the couch and ran across to his chair, climbing up on it. She loved her child more than she loved anything else in the world. Part of her wondered, though, if Taylor had been right. Did the fact that she saw Logan in Bradley’s face on a daily basis play a role in her not being able to get over Logan? Did she hold onto him through her baby?
He was there, right in front of her now. She could give up her body and have amazing sex with him, but what she couldn’t bring herself to do was give up her heart. Maybe she was still in love with him, but it wasn’t something she was going to allow herself to get trapped in. She spent too many nights crying, too many nights lonely, too many nights longing to turn back around and just let him do it to her again. She couldn’t bear it if he did the same thing to Bradley. Her son was too caring, too trusting, and something like that, finding his dad, loving him, just to have him leave would break him.
Amber shook the thought out of her mind, deciding to enjoy dinner with her best friend and her son. All of this had come down on her in such a short amount of time, and it was starting to feel like too much to handle. Her mind was tired and her heart ached, and she didn’t like either feeling in the least.
Logan
Logan stepped out onto the curb and took a deep breath, readying himself for a Monday at the new office. There were going to be a lot of new faces there, and he knew that even more were on their way for interviews. It was starting to actually look like a company, and he loved it. On top of that, he knew he was going to see Amber for the first time since Friday, and he could already feel the fluttering in his chest.
He took the elevator up, greeting some of the new employees in the sitting area in the front. As he walked down the hall, Amber walked out of her office, almost making him stumble over his own feet. Her hair was down and in bouncing curls. She was wearing more makeup than usual, and her outfit was something he hadn’t ever seen before.
The tight black skirt was shorter, coming part way up her thigh. She had a tight red tank top tucked into it and a black, open dress coat that came to her waist. Her legs shimmered in the black stockings that had a black line that ran up the back of both of them. Her shiny stiletto heels finished the look off. She looked even sexier than she had the previous days at the office.
She put an envelope in her box outside of the office and walked back inside, only glancing at him for a second. He walked around the corner and smiled, nodding at a woman leaving her office. He leaned against the doorframe and watched her perfect frame move over to her desk and sit down. She looked up at him and crossed her legs.
Logan cleared his throat. “You… you look fucking amazing. I saw you when I was coming down the hall and I had to tell you.”
She pursed her lips looking almost as if she was hiding a smile. Logan narrowed his eyes, wondering if she looked that hot on purpose, to make him suffer. She glanced back up at him. “Thanks.”
He stepped into the office, looking at her suspiciously. “You wouldn’t happen to be doing that for my benefit, would you? Because if it’s to tease me, you are doing one hell of a job and I don’t want you to stop.”
She burst into laughter. “Oh sweetie, if I was doing it for you, you would know it. I happen to actually take pride in my appearance now. I’m no longer under my mom’s fashion thumb and my focus isn’t squarely on getting into a college. I tend to enjoy looking my best when I go somewhere.”
He raised an eyebrow. “Well, keep it up. You are putting every other woman in this city to shame.”
She cleared her throat, her cheeks going red. “Um… are we still having that meeting this morning?”
Logan smirked, looking down at his watch. “Yeah, give me about ten minutes to get situated.”
She nodded not looking up at him. He turned and walked down to his office, greeting his secretary with a bit more cheer than normal. “Morning there. I have a meeting with Amber in ten. She can come on in when she gets here. Make sure we aren’t disturbed.”
The secretary nodded. “Of course.”
The meeting went off without a hitch, both of them focusing as much as they could on the work at hand. Logan couldn’t help but catch glances of her legs every now and then, though. He was powerless against her sex appeal. By the end, he knew he wasn’t ready to let her go.
She straightened her papers and looked at her watch. “Lunchtime already.”
Logan smiled. “Can I take you to lunch? I know this amazing bistro down the street. I think you would like it.”
She looked at him for a second, but finally agreed. “Let me grab my purse. I’ll meet you at the elevator.”
They headed over to the bistro in his car and walked inside, being greeted happily as he usually was when he was in LA. They sat in the back corner and Logan noticed immediately how much more relaxed around him she seemed than the week before.
“I like that tie. It brings out the color in your eyes,” she commented.
He looked down at it. “It was a gift from the board when we signed the deal for this LA office. But thank you. My eyes were always a point of conversation with people.”
She put the napkin in her lap and looked up at him strikingly. “They are gorgeous. They always have been.”
“I have to be honest, the first time you really looked at me, I thought my knees would buckle from your eyes,” he said.
She blushed and smirked. “Looks like we could have a staring contest that ended with us both on the floor.”
Logan chuckled. “I don’t think I would mind that too much.”
Amber’s lips curled to one side. “From past experience, I don’t think either of us would mind that too much. Though I’m pretty sure they might have rules against that here at this restaurant.”
Logan waved his hands. “Meh, let them watch. I’ll leave a big tip.”
She laughed loudly. “Wow, look who developed a pretentious attitude, Mr. Big Bucks.”
He shook his head. “Nope, just telling it like it is. Besides, you are too beautiful for people not to look.”
She wrung her hands. “Then I guess they would have one hell of a show.”
They were both being extremely flirty with each other. Logan noticed, though, that in between she would look down at her lap and take a deep breath. He felt like she was hiding something from him. “Are you all right? You look like you have something on your mind. I’ve seen that look a million times and it says, ‘I am hiding something.’”
She immediately looke
d up and plastered a smile on her face. “No, I’m fine. Just a little hazy because it’s Monday, that’s all.”
Her calming smile led him to believe that she was telling the truth, so he let it go. They continued on with their lunch, talking and flirting the entire time. It was like old times, when they didn’t feel like they had a care in the world. It was so easy for them to be comfortable with each other. When Amber let her guard down, he could see how much she enjoyed being around him. He loved the way that she smiled at him and the way she put her hand on his when she laughed. It was just a, easy swipe of her hand against his, but to him it was everything.
His attraction to her deepened every time he was near her. With every laugh and every smile, he wanted to kiss her more and more. At the end of lunch, he paid the tab and pulled her chair out for her. As she stood up, putting her jacket back on he stopped her in her tracks, grabbing her cheeks. Leaning down, he pressed his lips softly against hers and held them there for several moments. Her hand patted against his chest, but she wasn’t pushing him away, just strengthening the connection between them. He could feel the breath catch in her throat, and it did the same to him.
When he pulled away, she smiled abashedly and shook her head. “You couldn’t help yourself, could you?”
Logan chuckled, rubbing his chin. “I suppose not. To be honest, I can’t stop thinking about being with you, being near you, making love to you. It’s on my mind constantly, and if we are throwing it out here, its driving me a little crazy. Every time I get anywhere near you, I want to take you somewhere private and strip all your clothes off.”
She grinned and tapped her hand against him, pushing in her chair. “Well, you’re just going to have to figure out how to stop feeling that way. I made a rule and we seem to not be able to keep ourselves from breaking it. Don’t get me wrong, I really had fun, and it was hot and everything that goes along with it, but it was irresponsible. We tried this, Logan, and it didn’t happen, and now life is different. I have a son to think about and I can’t go throwing my career away because I can’t control myself. I’m an adult now, and so are you, and with that comes a lot of responsibilities. As adults, we can’t just give into any little whim we have at the drop of a hat. We have to think about the people around us.”