And if you think I am and this isn’t about the fact that we’re good together. if you’ve missed what’s going on with us. if you take this, what just happened, and don’t call again. all I can say is. your loss, Logan Judd.”īut I also did it completely terrified by the very idea that he might not call again. He pulled his face from out of my neck and I instantly missed his heavy breaths there.īut when his eyes caught mine in the moonlight, I suddenly declared, “I’m not easy. Which, with the rate I was going, would take another date.
No, when I first saw him walk into Kellie’s house.Īnd I was still doing it and knew I’d keep doing it until the deed was done. It was that I’d started doing it at his first “hey.” All this because I was connected to Logan, feeling complete when I didn’t know I was incomplete and it was crazy, totally nutso, but I knew it to be true.Īnd I also knew it was no longer that I could fall in love with Logan Judd. It was also the first time a man had made love to me.Īnd I lay under him, feeling his weight, smelling his hair, my body sluggish in a way I liked, at the same time I was crazy-giddy like the night before, except in a quieter way I liked better. It was slow and sweet and exploratory until it got faster and more urgent and finished on totally explosive. Logan liked what he was getting and Logan knew how to guide me to giving that back.Īnd then the talking stopped and it was just kissing until it turned into Logan making love to me on that blanket by a lake in the Rocky Mountains. None of that feel you’d get from a guy like he knew he was lucky he managed to get his mouth on you and the second he did, he was thinking about what else he could get.
My first kiss from Logan Judd had been a revelation. Thus I’d learned on our date that Logan Judd was wise.Ĭonversation had while eating changed into conversation had while cuddling and talking and staring at the moon on the water.Ĭuddling had gone from just talking to talking with some kissing. But do it knowin’ you might have to cut ties if their shit starts leakin’ and becomin’ yours.” Just be there for them while they sort their shit out. “One thing I know, darlin’,” he’d said gently when we were talking about Justine. And I’d told him I thought she was lost and freaked about her future and instead of finding her way, she was getting drunk a lot. Then, when the first two colleges she applied to didn’t take her, she’d quit applying. We talked about the fact that I was worried about this because she’d screwed up on her SATs, refused to take them again, and she’d had a really bad couple of semesters, so her GPA was shot.
We also talked about how I was kind of worried that Justine was partying too much and getting blasted out of her mind when she did.
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