Chapter 46: Chapter 46

Missy's mind didn't even have time to try to trick her into thinking last night had been a dream.

Because, before she could even realize that she had woken up, she felt strong arms squeezing her against the firm, warm chest she knew so well. Rubbing her cheek against his muscular shoulder, Missy felt a passionate smile spread across her face, still not opening her eyes, as memories of the night she'd spent in Logan's arms warmed her heart. Normally, she would think that something so perfect could only be the fruit of her dreams. But with his scent surrounding her, his warm breath caressing her hair, and the sweet sensation of satisfaction between her legs, there was no denying it: not even in her most romantic dreams would she have been able to fantasize about something as sublime as it had been. moment when Logan had said he loved her.

- Good morning my love. – He murmured lazily against her ear, making her smile even more.

- Good morning... – she opened her eyes, feeling her heart race as she stared at those passionate green eyes – My love. - She completed, with a shy smile, which lit up Logan's face in a breathtaking way.

- Someone made me so exhausted last night that I couldn't even get up early to make breakfast for my beautiful girlfriend. – he kissed her temple affectionately – But, tell me, now that I finally woke up, are you hungry, love? Would you like me to do something?

- No, I'm fine. – Missy smiled, delighted – All I would like to do right now is stay in that bed with you forever. She sighed, satisfied.

"I couldn't agree more…" Logan murmured seductively, shamelessly grinding his body against hers, while Missy panted slightly, resting her chin against his shoulder as her eyes, already starting to get heavy with desire again, roamed absently over his shoulder. bedside table... Until they stopped at the alarm clock nearby.

- Logan! – Missy gasped – You're hours late for work!

- Do you really think I would waste my time working today, instead of spending the day with you? – Logan laughed, completely unconcerned – They'll be lucky if they see me at the agency this week. Or rather, this month. He smirked, his fierce gaze fixed on her bare breasts.

- Are you sure? – Missy questioned, hesitating, although most of her was elated to know that they wouldn't have to separate so soon, even for a short time – I don't want to disturb you…

- Missy… – he purred affectionately, running his lips down her neck – I spent years dedicating every second of my time to the agency, ensuring that it prospered, even if that meant that I would have to sacrifice countless hours of sleep and rest. . And for years, my family criticized me for dedicating so much effort to something they considered unnecessary, since the agency was already very well established. I never really understood why they seemed so bothered... - He brought their foreheads together, looking deep into her eyes with passion - Until you came into my life. And I finally realized: I like to work, of course, but... I finally feel something much bigger. Something that motivates me, that completes me, that makes me feel alive like I've never felt. So no, love: you're not in my way. Being with you has been my highest priority for a long time now. And if to be by your side I have to give up a few hours of work, so be it. – he shrugged absently – I'm sure everyone will work very well, now that they won't have my moody and distracted shadow hovering around anymore. It will actually be a huge relief, especially for Simon. He laughed, amused.

- You are not distracted. She smiled, leaning her face against his chest again, enjoying every beat of her heart.

- Oh, yes, I am. – he laughed again – You just didn't watch me closely enough. After I met you and made the worst decision of my life by wanting to stay away, I became the most grumpy man on the face of the earth. – Logan sighed – Apart from the fact, of course, that I can't concentrate on anything else when you're around, especially after we started to get involved. And long before that, every second of the past two years, being away from you made me sad and irritable, and as much as I'm not proud of it in the least, I confess that I often couldn't help but show it to people. Lucy even suggested that I hire an exorcist. - He laughed darkly - Although Devon would prefer a hitman. Several times I escaped being strangled by him.

- Did your bad mood piss you off that much? Missy asked in surprise. After all, Devon was normally one of the most unflinching men she knew.

- No, that wasn't it. In fact, he... And was disgusted with my behavior. – Logan revealed, embarrassed – As I told you, I was the only one in my family who despised the legacy. My parents and siblings, on the other hand, considered you a blessing and just couldn't understand why I was so determined to get away from you and the happiness we could have together. But still, they tried hard to respect my decision. Except my brother. Not that I can really blame him. – Logan admitted, shrugging – The way I treated her made Megan furious, so of course he was furious too. And on top of that, he was made to watch all my ridiculous behavior: snarling from the rooftops that I would never be with you when, at the same time, I was craving every scrap of time I had with you, daydreaming about your face, created situations so I could see her, when the pain of separation became unbearable... - he sighed - And every one of those things got on Devon's nerves. He never hid that he loved to see me suffering for you, since the only ones responsible for this suffering were me and my thick head. And, deep down, I know that he, too, hoped that the pain of being away from you would finally make me see reason, as it did.

- I'm glad you don't have to suffer anymore. – she murmured, kissing his cheek lovingly, while something he had said piqued her curiosity – What do you mean by “creating a situation so you can see me”? she repeated, confused.

- Oh… – fascinated, she watched his cheeks gain a pale shade of pink – About that… Well… Remember all those times I called you about my computer problems?

- Yes... I remember... - Missy spoke slowly, slowly realizing something that was actually quite obvious.

- Well, actually, he never really had any flaws. – He admitted, confirming her suspicions and making her smile, amused – And I'm not exactly an expert, but I'm not that bad at dealing with technology either. In fact, I purposely created minor glitches and complications on my computer because... I really wanted to see you. – he sighed, now with a slightly deeper blush – It was torture to have you so close and at the same time so far away, especially when I had to see you with Newton… – he grunted, disgusted – So… Asking you to handle my computer was the easiest way to get us alone so I could… look into your face. – Logan revealed in a low voice, with a shy smile – It was a delicious relief… And it still is. He caressed her chin, looking almost hypnotized as he watched her intently.

- Well, I think that explains a lot. She laughed, quickly remembering all those strange and inexplicable repairs she always ended up having to do on his computer. Repairs, which, come to think of it, had become more and more recurrent as time went on – It's almost funny. Come to think of it, it now seems obvious that you were only doing this to see me. She laughed, delighted.

- Oh, and not just that. – He accompanied her laugh, although he was still a little embarrassed – Remember all those nights when we ended up meeting each other at the office, after hours of extra work?

- Was that on purpose too? Her eyes widened, stunned.

- It is like. – he laughed, awkwardly – I spent hours with my ears attentive to the conversations you had with Simon, Lucy, Emily and Angela, to know if you would stay a little longer that night or not. My plan was to be able to offer you a ride on one of these nights, or even invite you to dinner, if I could be a little more daring, but… – he grunted – Simon unfortunately is a very competent assistant and always did these things. overtime with me, even when I tried to insist that he leave. Which always ended up resulting in the two of you talking for hours and leaving me with no room to act. – he confessed, although there was a sweet smile on his face – But I can't really consider these nights a total failure. Thanks to them, I was able to discover a lot about you, through the conversations you had with Simon: what you liked to do, what you didn't like, your favorite stories, your love for your profession... - he sighed, nostalgic - And, each new night, I left that agency more and more in love.

'I had no idea…' she gasped, gaping.

- And how could it? – he laughed – I spent all my time with my face turned in the opposite direction, when you were around, while secretly looking for some glass that I could look at, so I could see your reflection... Hell, Devon has reason, I was pathetic. He sighed good-naturedly.

- No, it was not. – she consoled him – You were a sweet and traumatized man, who didn't know how Deal with what you're feeling. There's no need to torture yourself about all this. After all, we're together now, aren't we? Missy encouraged him, kissing her jaw.

- Yes, love… – he purred, inhaling deeply into her hair – And I will never allow anything to separate us. – he promised solemnly, making her smile.

- Got any other cute stories about you finding discreet ways to see me? – she questioned, delighted – I know it's strange, but I'm loving each one of them.

- I have countless. As long as you don't mind hearing about how jealous I was. He smiled sheepishly.

- I'm sorry you felt jealous. - Missy lamented, running her hands through the soft and thick copper locks, consoling him - You are so superior to that man... I hate to know that you had to go through this.

- Do not worry, love. That cretin can no longer harm any of us. – Logan pulled his hands to his lips and kissed them, although there was a hint of a growl in his voice – And, if he ever decides to try any joke again, like when he tried to grab you before Megan stopped him, I'll clean up the mess. floor with his face again....

- Wait, what? You know it? – she asked, in shock – And you hit him? But, Logan, what if he decides to sue you or...?

- I'd like to see you try to find better lawyers than mine. Weakly, I don't think even Newton would be so stupid as to sue me. And even if it was, believe me, love, the biggest loser would be him. - Logan calmed her down, interrupting her questions full of concern - Especially since it won't be the last time I'm going to hit him, if that piece of shit tries any joke again. – he stated, determined, between his teeth – I should have taught him a lesson a long time ago, after all, instead of taking it out on that glass...

- Glass? - She frowned, not understanding - What are you talking about?

Looking slightly regretful of what he'd just said, Logan scratched the back of her neck, as if he was unsure whether he should answer the question she'd asked or not. Finally, after a long sigh, he finally spoke again.

- Remember that afternoon, before that horrible night... When my hand was bandaged and you asked me if I was okay? he asked hesitantly.

- Yes, I remember... - Missy replied, not understanding why he had remembered that.

- Well, what happened was... The day before, I was supervising some of our photography projects, when I suddenly walked into one of the studios and... I heard Newton and a colleague of his talking. He was... bragging... about sleeping with you. - Logan said, looking as enraged as he would have been if Liam was really there, saying those things out loud next to the two.

- I remember you mentioned that, too. – Missy sighed, a little uncomfortable – But… What does this have to do with a glass and the bruises on your hand?

- At that moment… - Logan continued, dismayed – I was just… furious. I know you think I'm just kidding when I talk about how much I'd like to kill him for what he did to you, but... sometimes it's not just an exaggeration. That day, when I heard him say that... It was a very, very short time before I strangled him on the spot for talking in that disgusting way about you. – he exhaled, seeming to want to calm down – And, in the middle of all this torrent of hate… My fists clenched before I could even understand what I was doing and… I was holding a glass of water in the hands, which ended up breaking.

- Did you break it with your hand? – she gasped, horrified – Is that what hurt you? She whimpered, pulling his hand to hers and looking at it closely, looking for any scars or signs of pain, worried.

- Fortunately, it was nothing more than a few cuts. – he reassured her, brushing a lock of hair away from her forehead – And, it was almost worth it, since you noticed me because of it. He smiled charmingly.

- Don't joke about it. – she scolded him, continuing to caress his hand between hers – You could have seriously hurt yourself!

- Don't be like that... – Logan tried to console her again, gently kissing her temple – That's in the past, like everything else, so don't worry, okay? My hand and I are perfectly fine and I promise never to break a glass again as long as I live, if that will make you happy.

- It's really good. She sulked, though she couldn't resist pressing her body even closer to his under the sheets.

- Oh, don't make that face… – Logan purred, amused – Why don't we talk about happier things? Like, for example, what would you like to do today, on our first official boyfriends day? he asked, looking genuinely excited to hear her answer.

- Well... thought for a second – Last week, Angela told me that one of the new ice cream parlors that opened in the mall near here has Star Wars themed decor and… No, forget it. – she interrupted herself suddenly, embarrassed – It's silly. And there's nothing romantic about it...

- I disagree. – Logan gently rubbed his nose against hers – If we are together and happy, then I think that any place can become incredibly romantic. Besides, Star Wars makes you happy and your joy makes me happy. So I honestly can't imagine a better lineup. – he opened one of those devastating smiles, leaving her momentarily without reasoning – And then? Would you like to go now? he urged, seeming satisfyingly aware of her reaction to her smile.

- I would love to go, but… – she ran a fingernail gently along his chin, down his neck, until she reached his muscular chest – Not exactly now… Do you understand?

- Oh, yes… – she gasped feeling the touch of those long and agile fingers on her pussy, still deliciously sensitive from the previous night – Which reminds me… – he gave a malicious smile that made her belly squeeze – I bought a small... Gift for you. After all this excitement, I forgot that I was planning to show it to you.

- What kind of gift? She licked her lips, already knowing from the perverse expression on his face that, whatever it was, it would be something to do with pleasure...

Much pleasure.

Still wearing that sly grin, Logan hopped nimbly out of bed, looking pleased, even excited, at the obvious interest in her voice. In total silence, he just quickly went through the last drawer of his wardrobe, before returning to her with a small box in his hands, sitting on the bed again as he handed it to her.

Fearful, Missy also sat between the sheets, before opening the small thick cardboard box, facing... Something she didn't know what it was. It was a small object made of shiny metal, with a thick, massive drop-shaped tip and the other end of which tapered into a circle with some sort of dark blue jewel at the tip.

- Hmmm... Sorry, but... - Missy laughed shyly - I have no idea what that is. What is it for?

- Well… – the smirk on his face increased – Remember when I said I was going to fuck your ass one day, but I needed to prepare it first? – He waved towards the metal object – Well, this is an anal plug, love… And… It serves specifically to help you… Be a little more comfortable. One of his eyebrows rose slyly.

A second passed as his words swirled around in her brain, slowly settling down, until she finally realized just what exactly that droplet-shaped tip was for and where it would go.