Chapter 177
**Megan**
Laying on my bed in my nightie, I wait for Logan to come out of the bathroom. We showered together, and I can honestly say this man has more stamina than a horse. There wasn’t much time spent getting clean once he decided to join me. I’m not complaining. At this moment I’m playing on my phone, Brendan had texted me not long ago asking for me to call him. He probably wanted to explain to me why he did something so nasty, but I don’t want to know his reasons. He shouldn’t have done it.
The bathroom door opens. I look up from my phone to see Logan stood naked with a towel on his head. I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone with such confidence in their body. He ruffles the towel on his head to dry his hair before walking towards me. God his body is perfect, the perfect amount of muscle everywhere. He’s lean and muscular; he has a dark trail of hair from his belly button down to his crotch, his legs are strong and powerful, he looks like one of those statues you see in a museum.
“Do you want to take a photo?” he asks.
“Yes,” I say and hold my phone up to him. He smiles and gives me a pose. I laugh and open my camera to take a picture of him.
“I better look good,”
“You do,” I say and hold the phone out to him.
“I do,” he says nodding and laying on my bed next to me.
“I’ve never known anyone to be so comfortable naked,” He shrugs at my comment and pulls me close to him. He kisses the top of my head and pulls the sheet over us.
“Are you ok?” he asks. I place my phone on the bedside table.
“Brendan has been texting me. I’m ignoring him,”
“I see,”
“You said that on purpose didn’t you, in front of me I mean,”
“Yes, every time I see you both together he gives me this look, and it just irritates me, so I figured, I’d make him feel like shit,” I sigh and lay my head on his chest. I get what he’s saying.
“I’m sorry,” I pause, “For everything when I noticed you were seeing other people I just didn’t see the point anymore. I thought you had moved on from me and I just didn’t know what else to do,” I sit up and look down at him. “You probably think I’ve slept with loads of people,”
“I don’t. I did because there are so many rumours about you,”
“5 people,” I say to him.
“I know, I was there when you told Tyler, that was hot as hell by the way, when you punched him in the face I wanted to kiss you,” I laugh.
“Yeah, I still need to thank David for teaching me that move with the finger break,” I say, and he laughs. “I want you to know who I’ve slept with, so you don’t go around questioning who it might be,”
“Ok,”
“So you, Brendan, Tyler which you know about,” he nods, “Nate and urm...Carl.” I say nervously.
“It’s ok,” he says, moving his hand to my cheek. “I’m not innocent,”
“I know, I just feel bad, Carl is your best friend, that is the ultimate betrayal,”
“I heard you and Carl talking earlier in the bedroom at the party,” he explains. “We’ve both made some shit choices over the past few weeks, I don’t know the number of people I have slept with,” I pull a face, and he smiles. “I used a condom with all of them,”
“That’s good I guess,” I say and look down. “I used condoms too,” I say looking at him.
“So you didn’t sleep with Kenneth?” he asks, and I smile.
“No, he was lovely, we made out, and then he brought me home. He told me he didn’t want to leave me at that party on my own with how much I had drunk,” I pause, “I mean Kenneth is very good looking, I probably would have slept with him if he had taken me up on my offer, I think he has a thing for Courtney though,”
“I think he would have squashed you,” he says, making me laugh.
“Are you jealous?”
“He’s a giant,”
“He is, makes you wonder if he’s the same downstairs doesn’t it,” I tease and he frowns at me. “He’s not from what I felt I would say he’s probably the same as you,”
“You said you just made out,”
“Yeah, I mean we made out and got a bit touchy,” he sighs and looks up at the ceiling.
“I guess that makes me feel a bit better,” he looks at me. “I couldn’t even get off without thinking about you, which annoyed me because I was angry at you for breaking up with me. Which meant I’ve just been angry fucking for the past six weeks, I’ve not had sex for a week,”
“I’m sorry,”
“It’s ok; I get it, you were scared, hearing me tell you I loved you, scared you,”
“It’s not that, when you said it, I wanted to say it back, but I remembered that Jonathon would make me say it all the time. He would tell me that he only did everything because he loved me and that if I loved him, I would allow him,” I pause, “plus look at what happens to everyone that I have ever loved, they leave me, and I didn’t want you to leave me,” I play with the sheet and look down at my hands.
“When I was in hospital I promised myself I wouldn’t allow myself to love again, that I didn’t want anyone to love me either, because, in the end, I’ll end up alone and hurt,” I explain. “That’s why I broke up with you; I realised when you said that you love me, that I didn’t keep the promise to myself and I had let you in,”
“I understand, I love you Megan, and like I said downstairs, I’d hurt myself before hurting you,”
“I love you too,” it’s getting easier to say those words the more I do.
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