The Summer. Our Summer

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Chapter 25 (v.1) - Perfect

Submitted: November 21, 2010

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Chapter Twenty Five

“Hey Carol,” I greeted unenthusiastically.

Logan wasn’t here yet and I was already aching to see him.

“Hello sweetie. What’s wrong?” she asked me.

I closed my eyes and tried to push back tears. I had asked the same question yesterday and look where it had led me.

I heard Carol gasp and then I felt her arms wrap around me and that made it. That broke me. I broke into erratic sobs and cries.

“Dear God, what’s going on?” Luke demanded walking on us.

“I don’t know,” Carol answered, patting my back.

“Did he break up with you?” Luke demanded going all big brother on me.

I shook my head as I sobbed hiccupped.

“I’m leaving,” Logan’s voice broke through my sobs.

“You’re what?” Luke demanded.

“I’m leaving. I’m leaving to London in two weeks,” he said and his voice sounded pained.

“Oh Avery,” Carol murmured and hugged me tighter.

I sniffed and looked over Carol’s shoulder at Logan, who tried to smile. I tried to smile back, but we both failed miserably so.

*

I had calmed down by now and having Logan wrapping his arms around me certainly served me well.

“I can’t believe you’re leaving!” Carol exclaimed.

I swallowed and Logan didn’t reply.

“Carol,” Luke muttered.

She looked at us and nodded.

God this felt so odd, like everyone was tiptoeing around us in case one of us might lose it and start another sob session like the one in the morning. It was even more odd I couldn’t find comfort in the walls of what had always been my safe solace. The spines and smell of book didn’t comfort me in the least.

“Hey,” Mark smiled as he entered the shop, bright as ever.

I frowned at him. What was he doing here? And how come he was smiling?

“Hey Mark,” Carol told him, looking down at her feet.

Mark looked at all of us and his smile flattered. “Are you ready for therapy?” he asked Carol.

She nodded. “Let me get my purse,” she said and left the scene.

Mark shifted his weight uncomfortably. “So how are you guys?”

I just stared at him.

“We’re managing, you?” Logan answered him, ever so polite.

“Managing as well,” he tried to smile.

Luke sighed. “I’ll be over by my work place.”

I nodded at him and watched as his slumped figure retreated into the coffee area.

“Let’s go,” Carol told him, smiling briefly at us.

Yeah they were all tiptoeing around us and I hated it.

*

“So how are you babe?” Rowan asked me as she sat in my bed.

“I’m okay, I think. I’m still trying to accept it,” I told her.

She nodded. “I understand. So if I heard right Logan’s parents are out for the weekend?” she wriggled her eye brows suggestively.

I stared at her. “Yeah.”

“So aren’t you spending the night over by his?” she asked.

I shook my head. “No I’m not Rowan.”

“Babe, I mean you two so love each other so why not, you know, have your first time with him? It would be like the perfect closure or something.”

I didn’t answer her. I didn’t know how to answer. Yes I did love him and yes it would be kind of corny and romantic and sweet, but I didn’t know if I was ready for that experience quite yet. And maybe circumstances were perfect because his parents were going out for the weekend in an annual field trip Logan had refused to go because he wanted to spend as much time as possible with me and Mom was gone for the weekend too with Andrew in a romantic getaway. So maybe the universe was telling me to go for it. But I wasn’t sure if I was ready quite yet.

“I was just saying. Let’s forget I mentioned it, shall we babe?” Rowan said, just as easily changing the subject to shoes.

*

Logan traced soft circles in my arm as we watched Dear John the part when he and Savannah go to the stables and she has her first experience. Right now Amanda Seyfried’s face is illuminated by the moonlight and Channing Tatum is on top of her and that kind of steamy stuff.

I cleared my throat and Logan looked down at me chuckling. “Too much for you Ave?”

I rolled my eyes at him. “Of course not Logan Trainor. It’s just awkward seeing those kind of scenes when you have tour boyfriend nearby,” I mumbled without thinking.

He snickered. “So it’s awkward because you’re thinking of what?” he asked me.

I glared at him. “I’m so not thinking about that!”

He laughed. “You are too cute for your own good, like with the ice cream thing.”

I blushed and shoved him away playfully. “You’re such a cocky jerk.”

“You know you love me Ave,” he winked.

“Sadly, I do,” I told him and for one during this hell of a week I was feeling like everything was normal again. Like Logan wasn’t leaving in two weeks and that it was just he and I and a year ahead of us. But as in the movie that feeling didn’t last forever.

“I love you too,” he told me, looking right into my eyes.

I bit my lip and decided I wanted to kiss him and I wasn’t stopping myself. So I stretched a bit and captured his lips in mine.

He was surprised at first, but as I insisted his lips relaxed and kissed me back like never before. I didn’t know what possessed over me but I was straddling his lap and I was playing around with his hair as he placed his strong hands around my waist, pushing me closer and I was teasing him biting his lip here and there and dropping my hands to his chest as he moaned a little bit every time.

He was doing his stuff too. I mean his hands couldn’t help but to roam over to my butt and squeeze it lightly and his lips were fire against mine. My hands roamed around his shirt and I tugged at it to see if he got I wanted to take it off.

“Avery,” he whispered.

“Yes?” I purred.

He sighed and stood up, just like that and I wrapped my legs around his waist and kissed him more. I couldn’t get enough of his lips, of him. I didn’t realize he was carrying us upstairs until I heard a door close behind us and I was set down in his bed.

He took off his shirt and I marveled at how perfect his chest and abs were. It was just making me lusty. Maybe Ro was right, maybe it was the perfect omen or something. I didn’t have time to think too much about this, because he joined me again and his lips assaulted mine, more urging than before.

His hands touched the skin under my shirt and I sat up in his bed, taking off my shirt as well and he stared at me like I was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen and that helped me ease the self-consciousness a bit. Just because he thought I was beautiful.

“Ave, you are the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen,” he murmured.

I smiled and kissed him again this time he was touching me more intimately and I was just about doing the same and I could feel his growing desire and it made me want to giggle for some odd reason. I felt so naughty and I’m not even going to lie about it.

I fumbled with his pants button as his lips kissed my neck making my eyes roll back into my head with pleasure. He caught onto what I was trying to do and helped me, becoming free of them. I blushed at his image in just boxers and he smiled at me and I smiled back.

Somehow I had lost my pants too and we were both just in our undies our skin touching, sending an electric feel all over me as he kissed me more and more and I got lost in him and he got lost in me, but I wasn’t ready for the other part quite yet. I knew it as he pressed against me.

I pushed him away and murmured, “I’m not ready yet Logan.”

He nodded and sat in bed. “Okay, we’ll wait. I’ll wait,” he told me sweetly.

“Are you sure?” I asked him, more than breathless.

“I’m sure Avery,” he told me and lied down with me in bed.

I nodded in the dark a huge grin taking over my lips.

“How about if we just sleep? Huh?” he murmured.

I nodded. “Sounds good to me. May I sleep in your shirt?” I said the last part almost to myself, that I might have just been thinking it.

He got off bed and brought me his shirt. “Here, I’ll go and put something on.”

I nodded and flung his shirt over my head and breathed in. It smelled of him and I loved that smell. I adored it. I looked over my shoulder to see him getting in pajama bottoms and I smiled at him.

He joined me in bed again and wrapped his arms around me, his bare chest and beating heart against my back. “Sleep tight Avery and I love you,” he murmured.

“I love you too,” I told him and turned around so my face was facing his chest and I kissed him right where his heart was located.

He hummed approvingly and soon we had drifted off. It was perfect and I hoped we would never wake up, so things could stay this perfect.


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