Chapter 206

**Megan**

I lay in Logan’s arms looking at the ring on my left hand. Max is snoring at the bottom of the bed, the sun cascades a golden glow into my room. Logan rests his hand on my stomach as he stirs in his sleep. 

The ring is beautiful. It’s platinum and has a massive diamond in the middle encased in a ribbon of diamonds. The ribbons turn to bows on each side of the diamond. When I turn it to the side, I can see the bows more clearly, and it looks like a rose. It’s honestly magnificent. I’ve never seen anything so beautiful.

When he showed it to me, all I saw was him on one knee proposing to me. I’d not taken it in. When he said those four words the first time, I was shocked, I thought I’d misheard. The second time I just didn’t believe he was asking me and then the negative part of my brain told me he was only asking because he’s knocked me up. I needed to ask him to give him my answer. I didn’t want that. I don’t want him marrying me because he feels like he has to. Heck, I’ve never even thought about marriage. 

Nothing that is happening right now in my life I’ve ever thought about. I knew I’d probably get married, but I never thought about it. I thought I’d think about things like that when I’d finished college. Not now, but that’s what Logan does to me. I’ve thought about our future, we’ve discussed our future. He mentioned marriage once, but it didn’t bother me. I didn’t get this sense of panic or fear. It felt like a normal thing to do. 

Logan moves and kisses my ear. 

“Why aren’t you sleeping?” he asks lazily. 

“I was admiring my beautiful ring,” I can tell by just looking at it that it cost a lot. I’d tell him off if I didn’t know what his response to me would be. I don’t know much about jewellery, but I’m sure Courtney will tell me everything about this ring when she can see it in more detail. 

“We’ve been up all night, you should get some sleep before graduation,” he says. This is true. I kept my promise of what I’d wear for him. I think he was shocked about my lack of underwear when he took my dress off. He must have thought I was lying or that I only meant I had no bra. 

“I can’t,” I tell him and turn in his arms to face him. His body presses against mine and a blaze of heat goes through my body. Logan is right, being pregnant has made me more aroused. I don’t know why. I don’t even know how I can still want him after we’ve been together all night. “I think I’m happy,” I say with a small smile. 

“You think?” he asks. 

“Well, the last time I felt happy and felt like I had no cares was before my mom died,” I confess and move my hands up his chest. “Yes, I’m apprehensive about the baby, but I know we’ll be ok with whatever happens. I don’t know I just feel carefree,” I explain. 

“Good, that’s all I want,” he says and moves one of my hands up to his mouth. He frowns when he looks at my wrist. I look too to see a little bit of redness around my wrist and bruising starting to appear. “We should probably loosen the straps next time,” he says and moves me on top of him. 

“Maybe we should get some for you,” I say with a smile and sit up. He moves his hands to my hips and tilts his head at me. 

“Just use one of my ties,” he says, and I raise my eyebrows, 

“Are you serious?” I ask. 

“I’ve never been submissive, but for you, I could try it,” he says in thought. I smile and lean down to kiss him. This man would do anything for me, I know it, and I love him for it.

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Graduation went seamlessly. Afterwards, people went to parties, I managed to talk Courtney out of going to one. I don’t feel comfortable letting her go to any party without someone else there. She seems so destructive, and I don’t know why. She won’t tell me anything. I’ve asked her, but she just shrugs her shoulders at me. 

It’s been three weeks since graduation. Courtney is now living with me, I’m not sure how that happened exactly, but she is. She told me it was only until her sister got set up in LA. It doesn’t bother me, though. She mostly spends her time in the kitchen with Lorraine as she loves to cook. 

I’ve been trying to train with David, but Lorraine won’t let me, she won’t let me do anything, so I spend my days doing nothing. I either sunbathe or play games on the PlayStation. I went shopping today with Courtney. 

The girls come and visit whenever they can, but I know they’re trying to get ready for college and squeeze as much fun as they can in. Melanie is going backpacking in Europe with Brendon in a couple of days. That was a last-minute thing, she told me Brendon came into her room one night and just asked her if she wanted to go with him, and she just didn’t have a reason to say no.

Julie is meeting Scott’s parents right now for the first time ever. She rang me a couple of days ago to tell me that they seemed nice, they weren’t too happy about her age, but Scott had pointed out it was the same age difference they had. 

Yasmin has been the most secretive, she got accepted to Harvard and Yale but hasn’t decided. She told me her parents want her to go to Harvard, and she told me she doesn’t want to go to college. This confused me because she’s always wanted to go. 

Carl turned down the job offer at the school. He said he enjoyed it but doesn’t think he will do without Logan there. So he’s gone back to tutoring. I’m also pretty sure he and Courtney are regularly hooking up. Logan said it was a possibility, but then the other day I saw some random guy in the kitchen and then I wasn’t so sure. I knew he belonged to Carl because I saw him go back towards Carl's room. Carl’s bedroom door has been like a revolving door with the one in one out policy going on. 

“How are you feeling?” Logan asks as he sits down on the couch next to me. I move and lay my head on his lap. I’ve been having pains in my stomach, I mentioned them at my last scan, and she said it was due to the baby growing and stretching my stomach muscles and ligaments. This prompted Logan to research everything just to make sure. 

The past three weeks, I’ve felt horrible. The morning sickness got worse, and I tried everything. I’ve still not put on the ideal weight, but my baby is healthy, although a little small. The doctor told me not to worry about it, as all pregnancies are different, she said some babies don’t start growing in length and weight until around 20 weeks, but she could see everything was developing nicely. 

I wince as pain shoots up the side of my stomach when I lay down. Logan gives me a sympathetic look and moves his hand through my hair. He’s been stuck in the study doing work all day. 

“Yeah, just tired,” I say and move my feet so that they’re elevated. “On the plus side my boobs don’t hurt anymore,” I add, making him smile a little. 

“I guess that’s good,” he mutters and looks at the television. I had decided to put Netflix on and watch friends. “Have you taken your vitamins?” he asks. I nod as I stroke my stomach. I have the tiniest of bumps. To other people, I just look like I’ve put weight on or that I’m bloated as Courtney told me. 

“Lorraine has made sure,” I tell him as Courtney walks into the room. She’s wearing a gold satin mix print backless mini dress. I’m pretty sure if she bent over, I’d see everything. She’s teamed it with black strappy heeled sandals and a tiny clutch. She looks at me as she puts her earrings in. Courtney recently dyed her hair black. She’s always been blonde, and now she looks like Megan fox. 

“Where are you going?” Logan asks her. 

“A party,” 

“Where?” he demands. She looks at him then at me. I shrug at her as I don’t know why he’s been so bossy. 

“Why?” she asks with her eyebrows knitting together. 

“So I know where to collect you when you’re too drunk to get back,” 

“What makes you think I’m coming back? I intend to stay out tonight,” she says. I sigh and slowly get up. 

This is usually how it goes when Courtney is about to go out for the night. Logan gets annoyed because she ends up calling him in the middle of the night to pick her up. He gets upset because she’s too wasted to even walk into the house. He ended up putting her in our room on the couch to make sure she didn’t throw up and choke on her own vomit last time. 

I wince a little as I get another pain. Courtney looks at me a little, and I catch the worry on her face before she quickly hides it. 

“Are you ok?” Logan asks me. I nod, “Where are you going, if you need something I’ll get you it,” 

“It’s fine, I’m only getting water,” I say and walk out of the room and as I do I hear Courtney talk to him. 

“Are you feeling guilty because your pull out game is weak?” Courtney asks, and I laugh. 

“Courtney,” I warn as I get into the kitchen. I fill a glass up with water and then walk back in to see Logan glaring at Courtney. Courtney is sitting on the other couch looking through her phone. “You two need to get on,” I say as I sit down. 

“We do get on,” Courtney states. 

“Ok, then where are you going?” I ask. “Whose party?” 

“Nate’s,” 

“See that wasn’t difficult,” 

“Well I don’t see how it’s a problem,” she says.

“It’s not,” I say before Logan says what he’s thinking, judging by the anger in his eyes, he’s close to blowing up on her. “Have fun, just be careful,” I say. She looks up from her phone at me. “He asked if you were coming,” 

“No,”

“Obviously,” she says with a roll of her eyes. Logan’s eyes narrow a little bit before he turns his attention to the television. 

“Don’t be bringing anyone back with you,” Logan tells her. 

“But Carl can?” she asks him.

“Carl won’t be bringing people who know Megan and me,” he states. 

“Fine,” she sighs and stands up. “My ride's here,” she says and walks out of the room. The front door shuts, and Logan looks at me. 

“What is going on with her?”

“I don’t know,” 

“The attitude isn’t needed,” 

“Logan,” I sigh, “what do you want me to do? She can do whatever she wants,” I say to him. 

“I know that it’s just she’s so destructive,”

“I know, I’ll speak to her,” I say and lay back down so that my head is in his lap. His fingers stroke through my hair. 

“On another note, at your next scan we can find out the sex of the baby,” he states. I turn so I’m laid on my back and looking up at him. “Do you want to know? Or do you want to wait?” 

“I’m not sure what do you want?” 

“Well I’m not too fussed about what we’re having as long as it’s human,” he states, and I smile. 

“Are you trying to tell me you’re not human?” 

“Maybe,” he grins and leans forward to kiss my forehead. 

“If we don’t find out the sex then we won’t really know what colour clothes to get the baby,” 

“True but I would say the baby can wear any colours,”

“Well yeah but then people won’t know the sex themselves and will probably get it wrong most of the time,” I explain. 

“We could do a gender reveal, people do that sort of thing,” 

“Yeah, I guess,” I say and close my eyes as I start to feel tired. 

“I’ll ask Lorraine, she seems really invested,” he says, making me chuckle to myself. 

“David let slip she’s already bought a few things,” 

“Yeah I know, you’d think she was the pregnant one,” he says with a smirk. “Are you having a nap?” 

“Yeah because I want to have sex tonight,” I say making him chuckle. We’ve not had sex for just a little over a week because of the pain and how tired I’ve been. 

“Well, in that case, you have the best energising nap you can have, I’m looking forward to this trimester,”

“Why?”

“Well apparently the second trimester is a lot more manageable, you should start to feel more human,” 

“That’s good,” I say sleepily. 

“Also you should be hornier,” 

“Of course you’re looking forward to that, although you complained the other week,” 

“I have more free time now,” he says and caresses his fingers through my hair. I smile a little and let sleep take hold of me. Logan does this a lot, and it always helps me fall asleep.