Page 60 of Everything Has Changed
I pull back, ready to tell him to stop lying, but I eat my words instantly when I take in the expression on his face.
His eyes are impossibly bright as they continue to roam over my face. His naturally plush lips are red and swollen. I have a bit of pride surge through me at the thought of why they are like that. Because of me.
The aforementioned embarrassment suddenly moves within me as I take in my hands that are still touching him. Only now they lay against the wrinkled fabric of his shirt. Wrinkled because I was mauling at him, unable to get close enough as he brought me to euphoria.
I tip my face down to hide the blush that is definitely washing over me. I don’t stay that way for long as his finger pushes under my chin, forcing me to look up at him. His brows are practically touching as he looks down at me, confused.
“What’s going on in that pretty head of yours?”
I bite my lower lip, which is deliciously swollen thanks to him. “We shouldn’t have done that.”
My voice is low, but I know he heard me as his bright eyes begin to dim. His hands fall away as he takes a step back from where we were still connected. I almost weep at the loss of connection, feeling even more exposed and instantly missing his warmth.
“I thought we were on the same page.”
“We were,” I rush out. “We are. I think. I just—you just got back into town, and we have a lot going on.Youhave a lot going on.”
Logan places his hands on my shoulders, squeezing once. “Breathe, Gwen.”
His words force me to suck in a sharp breath, exhaling heavily.
“Maybe we shouldn’t have done that right now, but I think we can both agree it felt good.Wefelt good together.”
My cheeks heat up at the reminder of just how good it felt for me. “This is so embarrassing.” I continue to repeat.
Logan softly chuckles, pushing back a lock of hair that fell from my updo. “I’m going to need you to get that out of your head right now.”
“But I practically mauled you.”
“And I’ll replay that memory for the rest of my life.” His smirk sends another heat strike to my core as his eyes darken, likely already watching the scene replay in his mind.
I can’t help the scenarios playing out in my head at the thought of what this means. How this could blow up in my face. How awkward this could make life.
I’ve had hookups before that didn’t involve strings, and I have no problem being normal around them even after things end. But with Logan, this is different. He’s different. There’s too much entanglement.
“Gwen,” he says softly, and I raise my eyes back to his. I hadn’t realized I was staring off into space until his voice called me back. “This doesn’t have to mean anything.”
I know he’s right, but something in my gut twinges at that. I take a deep breath again and try to reframe this in my mind.
“It was just a one-time slip up.”
His head nods slowly. “If that’s what you want.”
“It’s the forced proximity trope.”
His face pinches, and he mutters, “That damn trope again.”
“It was bound to happen. Tension between us has been building, and now that we did that, we can start fresh. And never do it again.”
“Never?”
I raise my eyebrows. “This isn’t going to become a friends-with-benefits trope. One is enough for this friendship.”
Logan chuckles, his smirk picking up on one side, pushing a small dimple in that has me ready to swoon. “If you say so, Gwendolyn.”
“What does that mean?”
His gaze drops down between us. That’s when I realize the space between us that he placed by stepping back has disappeared. This time from me as I had unconsciously placed my feet to the ground and leaned toward him. I straighten back up and move to leave some distance again.
