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When Logan walked inside, he spotted me immediately. The way he moved was enough to make my face flush. As he smiled, I couldn’t look away from his lips. I had to shake myself to stop remembering the way those lips felt against my skin. I gulped. It was going to be an interesting night.

“You made it,” he said as he sat down across from me.

“Of course, I did,” I smiled. “You didn’t think I’d show?”

“Honestly, I wasn’t sure,” he admitted. “I was worried you might regret last night.”

“No,” I shook my head. “I probably should, but I don’t.”

“I’ll get us some drinks,” he offered. “Usual?”

“Sure.”

He came back to the table less than two minutes later with our drinks in hand. He set mine down in front of me and I immediately picked it up to take a sip. I needed something to help relax me. The alcohol burned slightly as it slid down my throat and landed in my stomach. I took another gulp. Then another.

“Whoa,” Logan laughed. “Thirsty?”

“Nervous,” I admitted shyly.

“All of this is still so new, yet…”

“Really familiar?” I asked.

“Exactly,” he said.

“I know,” I nodded. “I keep thinking I have to speed off to class in the morning.”

Logan laughed and said. “Or that I have to run off to PT before we even make it to bed. Feels like a million years ago, doesn’t it?”

“Sometimes,” I said. “Other times, I think it all just happened. Like I never even left Bradberry.”

“Sometimes, I wish I didn’t.”

Logan’s voice was low and his face fell slightly. I knew something serious had crossed his mind, but I also knew he didn’t want to talk about it. I smiled and leaned against the table. Logan’s eyes flickered down to my chest for a fraction of a second. I grinned wider.

“What are you thinking about?” I asked him playfully.

“Well, I was thinking about something else, but now I have no idea what it was. All I can think about is how amazing you look right now,” he said.

“I do, don’t I?” I said, tucking my hair behind my ears.

“You have no idea.” Logan’s voice was rough and his eyes were boring holes in mine. I had forgotten just how much we could say without speaking.

I moved my foot slowly across the floor until it touched his. When I slid it gently up his leg, he closed his eyes and exhaled sharply.

“Don’t start something you can’t finish,” he warned.

I smiled and leaned back. I finished my drink and got up to order another round. I could feel his eyes on me as I walked away. When I sat back down, he looked ready to pounce.

“What?” I asked innocently. Logan just smiled at me and drank his beer. We went through three more rounds, flirting and touching each other innocently. We talked about everything from the past to the future, all the while trying to control our urges.

After the fifth drink, I knew it was no use. We’d been in this situation before. I glanced around us to make sure no one was paying attention before I reached down and took Logan’s hand. I lifted it to my lips and slowly slide his middle finger inside my mouth.

“I want you,” he growled. “Now.”

I stood up and led the way to the back hallway where the bathrooms were. I glanced around again, making sure no one saw us slip away from the table. When we reached the bathrooms, I held my finger up telling him to wait while I pushed the door to the women’s room open. I looked in every stall to make sure they were empty. When I knew they were, I opened the door again and let Logan inside.

He didn’t wait until he was fully inside before his lips were on mine. I could taste the alcohol on his tongue and it made me feel even more intoxicated. Logan pushed me against the door and I slid my hand behind me to lock it quickly. Even drunk, I wanted to make sure we weren’t interrupted.