“Is everything okay? Between you and Melanie?”
“Yes. We’re good.” Logan splashed some water on his face, and then turned to me, leaning his back on the bathroom table. “She’s just worried about her friend. Phoebe is a mess now. She ran from the bar straight to Mel’s house and couldn’t say a word for the 30 minutes. She only sobbed and cried.”
“Fuck... I had been saying to Drew, that bringing me with him will be a bad idea.”
“I told him that he needs to end things with her if he wants to be with you... I just didn’t know, he will take you with him. So I am to blame here too.” Logan finally smiled at me.
“It’s just Drew.” I smiled at him. “Will she be okay? Phoebe?”
“I think so. Mel will take care of her, but I guess she will hate you no matter what. She blames you for this. But you know, there is a silver lining here...”
“Is it?” I walked to the door, we were staying in the bathroom for too long.
“Mel doesn’t think anymore, that you are a threat to our relationship. She said that she missed me.” He was genuinely happy and I was glad to see it.
“It’s good news, really. But I think she still won’t be my number one fan, because of Phoebe.” I placed my hand on the doorknob.
“Yeah, I think she won’t.” He answered, but didn’t move. “Rebecca?”
I turned around, leaning my back on the door. I felt uncomfortable to be alone in one room with him. I wanted to go back to Drew. I was determined to forget everything about Logan and my attraction to him. I wanted to stay friends with him. It will be the best way to end this whole thing between us.
“Why didn’t you tell Drew the truth? About us?”
“Are you planning on telling Melanie?”
“Then why are you asking me this?”
“It’s obvious, isn’t it? I cheated on my girlfriend with you, while you at this time didn’t have any commitments to Drew. You could have told him the truth, that we slept together a few days ago.”
I closed my eyes. He was right, I knew this. However, even if Drew acted as if it wasn’t bothering him, he told himself, that he wasn’t okay with it. If he will know, that our sex happened not in August, but a few days ago... He most certainly won’t be fine with it. It might spoil my relationship with him and his friendship with Logan. Especially their friendship might be damaged because of this. This secret must stay between Logan and me. Letting know Drew this half-truth, already added another person to this. And I believe, that only two people could keep a secret like that.
“I thought it’s better this way. Now I can’t admit it to him... Besides, I don’t know if you know this song, but “Cause two can keep a secret, If one of them is dead.” I am sure that there is some truth to this, though. So... Adding the third person to this might be our downfall already...”
Logan laughed and stood back from the sink. I turned back to the door and finally opened it. I walked out of the bathroom and he followed me. We were keeping a distance from each other.
“We were going to watch Cruel Intentions. Will you join us?”
“Yeah. It’s classic.” Logan studied my face. “You know, I’m really happy for you and Drew. I am sure, you will be good for each other.”
We walked to the living room. The lights were off, everyone was gathered on the couch, the movie was on. I guess it was already 20 minutes since the beginning. I found Drew with my eyes and nestled between his thighs. He moved further to give me space, I leaned my back to his chest and he wrapped his arms around my waist from behind. It felt very good to be in his arms.
Logan sat on the floor, leaning his back on the couch. He sat near Lily, as Kate and Tim were wrapped in each other arms on the other side of the couch. We drank beer, ate some snacks and in the end, we watched not only the Cruel Intentions but also new episodes of How to Get Away with Murder. Strange combination, but we enjoyed it. We talked, laughed, discussing the scenario. I saw Logan, glancing in mine and Drew’s direction. I ignored it. I felt lightheaded, because of this beer. I didn’t eat much this day.
As the last episode was near the end, I felt Drew’s breath on my neck. His hands already started to roam over my body from behind. I wanted him badly, but I tried to focus on what was happening on the screen. He started kissing my neck, I tilted my head to the side, giving him better access. It was like he waited only for this, his hand slid under my t-shirt and to the waistband of my shorts. No, no, no! It’s so wrong. There were our friends, one of them could turn head in our direction and easily see what he was doing to me.
I leaned forward from him, but his hands immediately pulled me back. Drew placed one hand on my throat, while the other gripped my chin to turn my head to him. I obeyed to his touch. He kissed me and I knew as soon as his lips were on mine, how bad was his desire to me. I felt his hard-on, pressed to my butt, as I was sitting between his thighs. Shit! Where was his room? We need to go there and now.
With difficulty, I broke our kiss and stood up from the couch, turning around to look at Drew. He groaned so loud, so our friends turned their heads in our direction. Thank God, it was dark in here, or they all might be able to see how hard he was. He quickly stood up, following me, made a step closer and lifted me by my waist, I wrapped my legs around him, my hands on his neck. We stared at each other.
“If you will excuse us...” Drew said, without even breaking our eye contact.
“Night, guys.” It was all, what I managed to say before he walked me out of the living room.
Drew took me to his room, it was just around the corner from the bathroom. It was a very spacious room. There were bookshelves, a computer table with a laptop on it, a wardrobe and a big bed. As soon as we were inside, he landed me on the bed. I lay there, leaning on my elbows, observing the room. That’s all that I saw because after I saw Drew taking his t-shirt off, my thoughts disappeared. The only thing on my mind was this gorgeous guy and that he was completely mine.
As soon as there were no clothes between us, we became the one. Finding our rhythm, we also found our way back to one another. And honestly, it was the first time, when I thought, falling asleep in Drew’s arms, that he wasn’t fucking me. He made love to me and this realization enveloped me in the total bliss.