by Kaylee, Katy
“No, don’t pull that shit on me. He is my best friend, older than you, and not even staying in LA. What the hell do the two of you think you are going to accomplish with this? You can’t think that it can be serious with him all the way in New York and you and Bradley here. You aren’t thinking with your brain, you are using your emotions, and that isn’t like you.” Jordan had lowered his voice but was still jabbing at her.
Amber let out a breath in irritation. “You are jumping to so many conclusions here. We haven’t even considered anything long term.”
Jordan’s jaw was clenched. “I’m going to fucking kill Logan.”
Amber looked over at the clock. “Look, I gotta get to work. We can talk about this later.”
Jordan hung up the phone without saying another word. Amber looked at her cell and shook her head. He was having the exact reaction that she always knew he would have. The difference was, she wasn’t in a relationship with him that time around. When they were together they managed to keep it hidden. Now that they weren’t, it was spreading all over the place like she was some royal member of court.
She got dressed in irritation and pulled her hair back in a ponytail, not even bothering to put any make up on. She was so exhausted with it all already, and it had only been an hour. If it was that popular of a story, she knew there would be even more media hunting her down, and that was not something she was looking forward to. She headed to the parking garage and got her car, driving toward the office. When she arrived, there was press everywhere. She couldn’t even get into the parking garage.
The valet came running over. “They’ll never let you in there. Here, I’ll park your car.”
She grabbed her bag and stepped out. “Thanks.”
Immediately, camera flashes began to go off and she put her arm up, pushing through the crowding media trying to get to the front doors. They were yelling out questions, but she kept quiet. “Amber, how long have you been seeing Logan?”
“Amber, is it true that you have known each other all your lives?”
“Amber, can you comment on the agreement he has with the board and what this will mean for the future of his company?”
Amber shook her head and finally made it to the front door where the building security guard opened the door and hurried her inside, closing it behind her. She straightened out her wide leg dress pants and pulled her jacket closed, buttoning the middle buttons. She stepped onto the elevator and leaned her head back against the glass as the doors shut.
This was not at all what she had expected out of her Tuesday morning. She couldn’t believe that kind of drama was going on. When the doors opened several of the staff stared and whispered, but she just pushed through, walking past her office and into the waiting area of his. His door was cracked, but his secretary shook her head. “He’s been in phone meetings with the board all morning. I’ll let him know you stopped by.”
Amber gave her a comforting smile. “Thank you.”
As she began to walk away she could hear him raise his voice. “God damn it, am I supposed to spend the rest of my life alone? It was a kiss, not me wandering drunk with a prostitute.”
Amber left the office feeling absolutely terrible for him. Everything was falling down on his shoulders.
42
Logan
“I can’t fucking believe you, bro. You are my family; my best friend and you betrayed my trust like this. She is my damn little sister,” Jordan yelled into the phone.
Logan shook his head. “Jordan… it was just a kiss, and it’s not like I planned this. You had nothing to do with the thought.”
Jordan growled. “Obviously. Maybe I should have been. It’s not like it’s just some random girl I don’t know. We all grew up together. You lived with us.”
Logan winced. “Ouch, dude, I thought I was family.”
Jordan sighed. “I thought that you were too. At least, I thought you thought of us as family and didn’t hold secrets like that back from us. The whole situation is disgusting to me. I don’t need you as my best man anymore. In fact, if I ever see you again, Logan, I will fucking kill you. Stay away from my sister.”
He slammed the phone in Logan’s ear. Logan tossed the phone on his desk and leaned his head back. It was probably worse than what he had imagined it would be like when they finally found out. Only this time, Amber and him weren’t in a relationship. He shook his head and pressed the new com button on his phone.
His secretary answered. “Yes?”
“Hey, is Amber still in the office?”
“No, she left a while ago. She did come by this morning, but you’ve been in on calls all day,” she replied.
Logan nodded. “Thanks. Go ahead and get out of here for the night.”
“Thanks. Let me know if you need anything.”
Logan released the button and swiveled his chair toward the windows. The sun had already gone down and he could see the sparkling lights of LA. He felt terrible for not getting a chance to talk to Amber that day. Not only that, he felt absolutely terrible for all the things he had put her through over the years. This was just another smack in the face for her. She was going to have to deal with her family on top of everything else. That part was a bit simpler for him because he didn’t have to face them, but she did, and she would have to do it on her own.
He got up and walked over to the window, looking out over the city. He felt like total shit. Everything that had happened had been his fault. If he hadn’t pushed her to take the job, and had controlled himself and respected her wishes, none of them would be in the situation they were in. Logan had these visions of grandeur when it came to Amber, and he felt like it had clouded his judgment to the point to where he had overstepped his boundaries and it all was coming crashing down on them. He should have just stayed away from her like she had asked, made it easier on her to continue living her life like she had for the past five years.
Feeling the streams of guilt, he grabbed his suit jacket and headed out, taking the back exit and jumping into the car waiting for him. He wanted to avoid the press at all costs, and they had been waiting there for him to come out the entire time. He took the car to Amber’s house and slowly rode the elevator to her floor. He paused outside of her door, wondering if he should even be there, but before he could knock, she opened it and stared at him. There were tears in the corners of her eyes and he braced himself for the backlash.
To his surprise, though, she stepped to the side, whispering, “Come in. We have to be quiet. Bradley is asleep. He could tell something was wrong with me, so it took me a while to get him down.”
Logan stepped inside and waited for her to close the door. “I promise you, I have no idea how the picture got out. They must have been at the restaurant with us the day before. Amber I am so sorry.”
Just then the vision of him running into the guy with camera flashed through his mind and he groaned, rolling his eyes. She looked at him, confused. “What?”
He shook his head. “When we were coming out I ran into a guy with a camera but I just thought it was some tourist. He must have been photographing us. Fuck. I’m so sorry.”
She wrapped her arms around herself and shrugged. “It is what it is, I suppose. I don’t think you did it on purpose. Hell, you have more to lose than me. I read about your agreement with the board. I think it’s crazy, but I get it.”
Logan looked up at the picture of the family on the wall. “And your family. They must have had so many questions.”
She followed his eyes to the picture. “Mom and Dad not so much, but Jordan yes. I ended up just telling him that it happened this time around. I was too afraid to tell him about last time because I knew he would be even more pissed than he already was.”
“He called me and let me have it, then banished me from the title of best man. He also told me he would kill me if he ever saw me again.” Logan sighed.
Amber rolled her eyes. “He is so dramatic. It’s my life, I don’t know why he thinks he can run it with
idle threats and bullying. Still, I understand why he is upset and I made sure to just downplay everything as much as I could. I didn’t want an incident at your office to make things ten times worse. These things can spiral out of control before you even know it. One day you are Brittany cutting your hair, the next day you are crazy Brittany with a baseball bat.”
Logan laughed, but in a sad way. “I understand. It’s for the best that at this point they know as little as possible. There is no reason to tell them about before. It will only bring more drama.”
Amber gave a comforting smile. “I heard you talking to the board earlier. How are they taking it?”
Logan groaned. “Exactly how I thought they would. They aren’t happy about it at all. From the way the media spun it to be some sort of sorted affair, the stocks started to fall. I don’t understand why people think if a man is in a relationship he can’t run a business.”
“I think it’s more the drama behind it than anything,” she said, shrugging.
Logan nodded. “I think, though, if I can spin it, I won’t lose my investors. If I can’t, then they will all start to pull out. They all rely on each other’s intuition and kind of follow the leader on things like this. So basically, if I lose one I’ll end up losing them all. It’s like a whirlpool sucking everything right down the drain. Once it gets going it doesn’t stop. They are old crochety men who see scandal as weakness and they are terrified that it’ll go from a kiss in a café to a crazy binge drinking weekend in Vegas. They weren’t my first choices in investors, but when I started the company I was really a nobody and had to go with who I got.”
Amber shook her head. “I understand that, though. When you are starting out you just want to see it happen. How were you supposed to know they would be this strict down the line?”
“I should have. I should have thought about the fact that I wouldn’t stay single for the rest of time, and in this day and age keeping a relationship quiet is almost impossible. Between citizen journalism, social media, and money hungry paparazzi, it’s a no-win situation. The thing about it was, it was a clause that expired when I turned thirty. I figured I could hold out until I was thirty considering I was going to be building a business and wouldn’t have much time for anything else anyway.”
Amber chuckled. “Well, you almost made it to thirty. Damn me, I’m always throwing a wrench in your plans, aren’t I?”
Logan put his hand to his chest and stumbled back a bit jokingly. “Ouch, that was a low blow.”
Amber grinned. “I think after all this time I was allowed at least one low blow.”
Logan nodded. “I think you are aloud a lot more than that after everything that I have put you through. First, I leave with no word and then this, your business and life spread all over the front page, and it was right before you told me to knock it off, too. It’s funny how the universe likes to play little games with us, isn’t it?”
Amber widened her eyes. “I am starting to think the bitch hates me and has some weird extermination plan for me. She is taking me down some twisty roads in this life time.”
Logan shoved one hand in his pocket, thinking about Bradley. “Yeah, I guess you’re right.”
Amber took a deep breath. “So, what is your plan to spin this all for good? I have a hard time figuring out what would possibly make them see it in a new light.”
Logan stared at her standing there in her nightgown, her bare feet tapping on the wood floor, and her hair all around her shoulders. He smiled and stepped forward. “I have some ideas.”
He leaned down and kissed her lips, taking her breath away. She looked up at him curiously. “At least we know there aren’t any paparazzi hiding in my closet.”
“True, and I figure if its already out there, why hold back right now?”
She bit her lip and contemplated it. He stood there with his arm around her waist, watching her face go from curious to mischievous in about two seconds flat. She put both her arms around his shoulders. “Well, if you lose your company you can rent a room from me. Doubt my dad would be up for you moving back in there.”
Logan’s eyes flashed dark. “I think being your roommate would entail a lot of extracurricular activity that we are supposed to be refraining from.”
Amber giggled. “Hey, you’ll be out of a job. Beggars can’t be choosers. You’ll have to work that rent off somehow, right?”
Logan pulled her closer and threw his head back, laughing. “You are bad.”
She leaned in and sucked his lip into her mouth and then pulled away. “You haven’t even come close to seeing just how bad I can be.”
Shivers ran down Logan’s spine and he dug his fingers into her back. Slowly he ran his hand down and under the back of her short nightgown, cupping her bare ass. She just stared at him with low eyelids and leaned forward, running her tongue down his neck. He breathed heavily, smelling her sweet scent and feeling the bulge in his pants getting harder and harder. He reached his other hand down and grabbed her other ass cheek, squeezing it and pulling it apart. She moaned against his skin as he slipped his hand down further, running it back and feeling the wetness dripping from her.
There was no doubt in his mind that she wanted him as much as he wanted her. He had already crossed boundaries and gotten them caught. At that point, there was really nothing to tread carefully through. If she was open to it, he was ready to give her all he had. Her tightened body against his was exactly the kind of release he needed, no matter what his conscience was telling him.
43
Amber
Amber didn’t care anymore, not about people finding out about them. The cat was out of the bag. As far as Bradley was concerned, Amber had no intention of letting that out. She knew that Logan would eventually leave and go back to New York, but for the time being she was done fighting herself. She couldn’t not be with him. He was so hot, standing in her entrée way with those puppy dog eyes staring back at her. When he put his hands on her, she just melted right into him.
She ran her hand up his side and leaned back as he cupped her ass, looking deep into his eyes. She reached down and took his hand, turning and strutting along down the hallway in front of him. The way she moved her own hips, the way she could feel his eyes all over her, was so incredibly hot. If she didn’t get him to her room she knew she would just fall to the ground right there and make love on the wood floors. That was too much of a risk with Bradley in the other room, so she took the moment and led him to her bedroom.
They went inside and she closed the door behind her. As she walked toward him, she lifted her nightgown up and over her head, stepping across the carpeted floor, butt naked, staring him in the eyes. He licked his lips and looked down her body, rubbing his palms over her skin. She reached up and undid his tie, tossing it over on the end of the bed. Carefully, she unbuttoned his expensive button-down shirt and slipped it over his strong, broad shoulders. She kissed his skin, loving the smell of him, missing that heat that rose from his body.
She tossed the shirt on the dresser and kissed his lips as she unbuckled his belt, undid the button, and slowly slid the zipper down. She dropped his pants to the floor and he kicked them to the side. He took off his shoes and socks and stood there just watching her as she slipped her hand down his stomach and inside of his boxers. As her hand wrapped around his huge, hard shaft he gasped, closing his eyes and tilting his chin up. She ran her hand down his dick and back up, his boxers still snuggly wrapped around his body. She stepped closer and kissed his chest as her hand moved again, sliding down and back up to the tip. She rolled her hand over, letting the head roll over the palm of her hand.
Amber could feel the juices dripping out of her, sliding down the inside of her thighs. Her body pulsated with need, but she wasn’t ready to jump in head first just yet. This time they would take it slowly, sensually exploring each other’s bodies. She wanted to taste him again, and she wanted to feel his tongue on her as well. She stepped back and slowly dropped down to her knees in front of him.
Hooking her fingers in the waist band of his boxers she slid them down and threw them to the side.
His cock bounced out and she grabbed it, leaning her head forward and running her lips over the tip as she stared up at him in desire. She could feel the goosebumps pop up all over his legs and she smirked, parting her lips and lowering her head down over his shaft. She closed her eyes as she dipped down low, opening her throat and taking in the entirety of his cock. When her lips hit the base, she reached up and caressed his balls. Slowly she raised her head back up to the top and quickly went down again. She bobbed her head up and down, listening to the groans coming from his throat.
His hand reached down and wrapped through her hair, pushing her down to the base and bobbing up and down just slightly. Slowly he pulled her back up, letting her get her breath, and then pushed her back down again. She moaned as he pulled up, sucking with the back of her throat all the way to the tip. She turned her head from side to side and back again, feeling his cock sliding up and down her tongue. She swirled it around, wrapping it around the tip and gently nibbling on his skin.
She looked up at his face, covered in ecstasy, and pulled back, standing up. She put both hands on his chest and pushed him down on the bed. Slowly, she crawled over top of him and turned around, sitting down on his face. As she leaned forward, he grabbed her hips and immediately started to go to town licking her pussy. She screamed out as she shoved his cock in her mouth. She moved her head up and down, faster and faster, deep throating his cock and bouncing back up. The faster she moved, the faster his tongue moved with her.
Amber could feel his hand slide up and two fingers shove deep inside of her. She turned her hips, groaning, trying to focus on his cock but the pleasure was too much. She sat up and grabbed her tits, closing her eyes and throwing her head back as he continued. He licked her pussy up and down, stopping and massaging her clit. His fingers rammed in and out of her and he groaned, his tongue slurping at her juices as she rode his face. She gripped tighter to her tits, feeling the heat blowing through her. As he slipped a third finger deep inside of her, she called out, feeling the explosion rock all over her. As she shook from head to toe, gripping her tits, he slowed his tongue, pulling his fingers out, and lapped at her.