Chapter 34: Chapter 34

Missy hadn't felt this good in a long time.

In fact, for the first time in weeks, she hadn't snuck into the agency for fear of accidentally bumping into Suzan or Liam and getting some sneer or mean comment. That day, after waking up in Logan's arms, who had slept in her apartment after the special moment they had shared in front of her mirror, Missy felt content, almost euphoric. Willing to live. And so she'd dressed in her favorite Sailor Moon T-shirt, her pink Adventure Time sneakers, and walked to her office not only in a good mood, but full of energy, working all day without even feel tired. And, by the way, also without fear of meeting your ex-boyfriend or his girlfriend.

It was really amazing how, after having made all those internal discoveries the night before, it seemed like they weren't important anymore. Of course, she knew they certainly still considered her a lesser idiot.

The difference was that, now, she no longer considered herself that either.

And so, she suddenly found herself with her very advanced software, recovering in 08 hours of work what all those days of depression had caused her to delay. But still, she still felt vibrant, looking forward to doing everything she loved: talking to her friends, laughing with her sister, having game night… And being with Logan.

God, she was almost desperate to see him again. Kiss him, talk to him, tell him how his day was and know how his was, memorize every little detail on his face again... And make love. More than anything, she wanted to be in his arms again, feel him pulsing inside her, caressing every tiny inch of her damp flesh as he ran his large, deft hands over her body…but unfortunately, she knew she couldn't. bother him before the end of the day, as much as she wanted to: she knew, not only because Logan had told her, but also because of Simon, that he had several very important meetings that day. And, as much as she was burning for him, Missy would never be selfish enough to bother him knowing that she could end up harming him.

And that's how, all of a sudden, when she'd just closed her computer and was wondering what she could do while waiting for Logan's meetings to wrap up in an hour, she had this crazy idea of buying some sexy lingerie to sleep with. him that day.

Well, maybe "crazy" wasn't really an adjective that could be used to describe the act of buying lingerie, but, well, Missy had never bought one and didn't even know where to start. However, in the midst of that euphoria that still dominated her, she still did not let herself down and ran to the mall, being obviously shy, but also grateful, when one of the attendants of the first store she entered offered to help her. In the end, after a multitude of tiny pieces of silk and lace – some of which she didn't even know how to put on her body – Missy ended up walking out of there in a small, delicate dark blue lace lingerie adorned with thin silver chains. Of course, as soon as she'd tried it on, that old, familiar, insecure part of her that might never quite let go of her had attacked her, making her wonder if she wasn't overreacting to take it. However, Missy tried hard not to listen to him and bought the set anyway, trying to be optimistic when thinking about how Logan would react to seeing her dressed like that.

She had just returned to the office, wondering if she should put on her lingerie already so he could be in for a surprise when he went to undress her later, when he bumped right into a firm chest she knew all too well. . Smiling at the feel of strong arms wrapping around her waist, Missy smiled and looked up to find a pair of incredibly green eyes staring down at her appreciatively.

- There you are. - Logan sighed, looking almost relieved - When Simon told me he had seen you leaving earlier, I was afraid you had forgotten me here alone. – he made a dramatic expression that was inexplicably attractive to her, making her laugh.

- I would never forget you… – she kissed his chin, while purring – I just went to get a… surprise for you. – Smiling enigmatically, she hid the discreet black bag behind her, attracting his attention there.

- An early birthday present? He raised an eyebrow slyly, clearly interested.

- Well, you can consider it that way, if you want. – she laughed – But I have even better plans for your present, if you must know. She winked conspiratorially.

- You know you don't have to worry about giving me anything, right? Having you by my side is the best gift I could ever receive – he murmured in that sweet way that, more than ever, made her heart race.

- I know. But I'll give you something special anyway. – Missy smiled, hugging that strong chest – Because you deserve it. And I want to try to make you happy, just like you make me.

- You already do. – he returned the hug, his deep voice almost choking, but she thought she was just imagining it, since, in the next second, he seemed perfectly composed – And then? What are we waiting for you to show me my surprise?

- Don't you have to work? Missy looked around, taking in the various employees still caught up in their duties.

- I'm done for today. – Logan grumbled – I really have to slow down my work pace. These thousands of meetings every day are really wearing on my patience. I end up with little time for what is really important. – he smiled, looking her directly in the eyes, which made her blush.

Was he talking about her being the really important thing, or was that just an impression?

Was what she was about to ask, when a mocking voice interrupted them.

- Well, look at that… – Suzan laughed falsely, approaching the two slowly – If it isn't the agency's favorite couple! – she waved, running her eyes over Missy's clothes with obvious disdain – If I were you, I'd be careful. Even if the company allows relationships between employees, over-the-top displays of affection can lead to layoffs. As you know, our director and founder is very strict and old-fashioned about this. I wonder why he still hasn't said anything about you two... - She ran her eyes suggestively over Logan, who looked possessed - Oh, yes... Now I remembered why. - Suzan laughed evilly.

- I would like to remind you, Foster... – Logan practically roared, hiding Missy behind him – That the director and founder of this agency can put you out of it at any time...

Missy watched Suzan's expression sour for a minute before she composed it, replacing it with a superior smile. “Well, and would the director be willing to risk that I—”

- Logan? – Missy interrupted her softly, surprising both of them – Your appointments are over, aren't they? Could we go? I'll need some privacy to show you the surprise. She smiled brightly and took his hand, pulling him leisurely to the elevator, not even bothering to cast another glance in Suzan's direction, who, from the gasping sound, seemed to be hyperventilating in revolt behind them.

- You ignored her! – Logan exclaimed, pleasantly amazed, as soon as they entered the elevator.

- I think I'm going to do that a lot from today... - Missy laughed - Do you mind?

- Is playing? I feel like I was literally born to see you putting her in her shoes. - Logan smiled delightedly - And, more than that, I feel that I was born to see a smile on your face. And wearing your favorite clothes, of course. – He closed the distance between the two so he could caress her face – You really are much better, aren't you? – there was so much joy in that question that she couldn't do anything but smile at him.

- Yes I am. I... I had forgotten how much I like these clothes... - Missy admitted, with a contented sigh - How much I like all these stories... - She ran her hand gently over the not at all discreet print on her shirt - How much I like being me. - She summarized, with a shy laugh - In fact, I think few times in my life I allowed myself to be really happy just for being who I am. But I'm feeling that way right now! - Wrapping her arms around his neck, Missy rested her cheek on one of his broad shoulders - And it's just great! Yesterday, after everything that happened... I could see what you were describing. – Raising her head a little to look him in the eyes, Missy confessed, slowly – I looked in the mirror and… I saw myself. And for the first time, I didn't feel angry or sorry or disgusted with that girl. I felt... That she always did the best she could. That she always strives to be understanding and kind to people like she promised her father she would. And that, therefore, he would be very happy to see what she has become, not only professionally, but also as a woman. I... I felt good seeing that girl. - Slowly, Missy turned and looked at herself, through the reflection of the mirrored wall of the elevator - I felt that I like her. I felt... I felt proud to be her. And, even if others don't like it, I like being who I am. - She shrugged shyly, turning her attention to him again - And, in the end, that's what matters... Isn't it? she asked, a smile growing on her face.

- Yes my love. – Missy's heart sped up, with that yet unnamed feeling rising again in her chest when she realized how much Logan was genuinely proud of her. Almost as if seeing her happy and at peace brought him redoubled joy and peace.

Those recurring little moments when he made it clear, even without words, how much he truly cared for her, always took her absolutely breath away.

And, more than ever, she had to stop herself from jumping on top of him and making love right there, in the middle of the elevator.

- We're a little impatient today, aren't we? - He laughed, as soon as the two got out of the elevator and she began to pull him anxiously to the car.

- I'm curious to know if you'll like the surprise. - Missy justified, without giving too many details, while he opened the door for her.

- If it came from you, then I know I'll like it. – he smiled fondly, as he sat down next to her and began to drive calmly.

Or, perhaps it would be more accurate to say, slower than Missy could bear it, forcing her to press her thighs together again and again, seeking some relief, as she watched the movement of the large hands and strong arms as they drove, imagining the what could they do with her later...

- So... - Logan's voice, low and husky with desire, drew her attention to his expression, which made it clear that his state of excitement had not gone unnoticed by him - You said you needed privacy to show me my surprise… – he licked his lips, devouring her with his gaze almost as if she were already naked – Would my bed be private enough?

- You'll find out if you drive faster. – Taken by desire, Missy purred, turning around in the driver's seat suddenly, so she could put into practice the idea that had flashed in her mind – Or maybe, I can give you a little incentive...