My pace quickened, and I was almost out of this building when I was grabbed from behind. Before I could let out a scream, large hands covered my mouth, and then I was dragged into the girls’ restroom.
My heart pounded fiercely in my chest as the door closed behind us, and then I was pushed against the wall near the sink while Logan checked the stall to make sure we were alone.
Once done, he turned to me, a frown on his face. “What are you doing, Hayden?”
“Shouldn’t I be asking you that? What are you doing here, at school? And how do you know Dr. Reynolds?”
He didn’t answer me. He just gave me that look that told me to run and hide from him, because I was about to lose all sense of control very soon. But I didn’t run. I bravely looked at him in the eyes instead.
“Logan.”
“Hayden,” he said back, imitating the tone of my voice. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes.
“If you don’t want to tell me, fine. But I need to leave. I have to get to work.”
He moved closer to me; his eyes dark with something potent. Something unfamiliar. I realized then that I should have run when I had the chance, because I was suddenly in trouble, and the closer he got to me, the more I questioned whether or not I wanted to run.
“Logan?” His name came out in a question this time. Did I want to know what he was thinking? He was only inches away from me then. I tilted my head back to look him in the eyes, dark hazel eyes that were hooded with some unnamed emotion. “What are you doing?”
“Something I’ve been wanting to do since that moment in your bathroom. When you had your hands all over me.”
I gasped. “I was trying to bandage you up.”
His lips curved upward in a half a smile. “I know. Still didn’t stop the thoughts, though.”
“Thoughts?”
He was full on smiling then. “Yeah.” Leaning down until his lips touched my ear, he whispered, “Dirty ones.”
It was suddenly too hard to breathe.
Goosebumps broke out across my skin, while his lips moved down from my ear to my neck. I let out a small moan. “Logan,” I breathed out. Only, I wasn’t sure what I was asking. Did I want him to stop?
I didn’t know.
“Fuck,” he hissed, sounding so much like the desperation I wanted to hear. And then he took my lips in his, and I didn’t think.
I let him kiss me. I should have stopped him. I knew that, considering where we were. But I was… incapable of pushing him away.
One large hand grasped my chin and his thumb applied a little pressure until my mouth opened for him. Logan took full advantage and deepened the kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back, loving the way his tongue moved against mine, loving the hard press of his upper body against mine, the warmth he emanated, and everything in between.
His hands moved down to my waist and pulled me in close until I could feel his erection against my stomach. Oh, God.
From this alone, and I knew he was big.
I wiggled a little, trying to get closer to him, and Logan let out a low growl. I loved the sound so much, I wiggled again. His hands on my waist tightened, and I wanted nothing more than to have his touch on my bare skin, without the barrier of clothes in the way.
My arms tightened around him, and when Logan pulled back, I tried to follow his lips with mine.
I opened my eyes to glare at him, but he only smiled. “We can’t lose control. At least not here. Not when all I want to do is take off all your clothes and lose myself in you.”
A hard pulse pounded between my legs, but his words were like having cold water splash on me because I realized just what we were doing, and where.
I pulled my arms away and would have escaped, except Logan planted his hands against the wall on either side of my head. I was trapped.
“Logan, I really have to go.”
“Let me drive you.”
I shook my head. I needed to get away from him, not let him do things for me.
“You already missed your bus, Hayden. You’ll be late for work.”
He had a good point. After some hesitation, I nodded. “Okay.”
His grin widened like he just won the lottery. I ignored that, ducking under his arms, and walking to the door with Logan following close behind me.