little sex-fest, my option to dance with Tyler with Logan staring a hole into my back is even less appealing.
“Um. No, thanks.” He looks wistfully disappointed so I add. “Maybe, later.” I take a sip of my drink and suddenly feel the urge to relieve my overfilled bladder.
“Sure.” He smiles.
“I have to go to the bathroom.” I say. I’ve been fighting the urge for quite some time, hoping to avoid Logan. I can’t hold it in any longer as I slide out of the booth and stand up.
“I’ll s’go with you.” Bryn slurs. She attempts to stand but falls back down in her seat.
“Whoa.” Tyler catches her, helping her keep her balance.
Bryn laughs. “Head spin. I’m good.” She grabs my hand, finding the support to lift up and stand.
“This is a first.” I giggle at her. “You’re more wasted than I am. I think you may take my light-weight title tonight.” I say as we maneuver through the crowd, no easy task for two so tipsy. Keeping my head down and trying to avoid eye contact with anyone , we manage to get to the small, tight hallway in the back by the restrooms.
“Whew, we made it and we didn’t run into you-know-who.” I laugh.
“Who?” I hear a husky voice behind me at the same time Bryn’s mouth drops open, once again looking over my shoulder.
“ Shit .” I whisper, taking a deep breath, I turn around.
Logan is wearing a pale blue sweater, bringing out the blue in his eyes even more. I’m dizzy from too many margaritas or is it the sight of him? Or both? But I stand solid because I am frozen in my tracks, unable to take my eyes off his. My physical reaction to him hasn’t changed as much as I have tried to will it away. Immediately, my heart beats faster and my brain becomes foggy…the swoon factor.
He leans close to my ear. “You ready to go?” His warm breath and the subtle touch of his lips on my ear, makes a shiver run down my spine.
“S’I’ve got this.” Bryn pushes and steps in front of me, but as she does she stumbles, knocking us both into Logan.
Feeling his solid chest, I grab onto his firm biceps to keep balance. Our eyes lock and my heart hammers against my chest so loudly, I wonder if he can feel it. A nudge in my side from Bryn brings me back to reality. He slowly pushes Bryn and I up, as he moves us back into a standing position, I feel his intense gaze on me.
Bryn resumes her position, barricading herself in front of me. “Dammit. Can’t you just leave her alone…?” She trails off but before she finishes what she’s saying she slaps her hand over her mouth.
“You okay?” I ask.
She nods and then rushes into the bathroom.
Before I turn to follow her, Logan reaches for my arm, refusing to let me go. I look down at his hand with annoyance and he immediately drops it to his side.
“You’re with him now?” He asks and I know he’s referring to Tyler.
“I’m not with anyone now.” I snap.
“You’re usually so sweet when you have some margaritas in your system.” His eyes never waver from mine.
“Sorry to disappoint.” I surprise myself when I hear the words spit out of me.
“You know, I’m not going to give up.” His eyes skim my face to my neck.
He reaches, gently grasping the necklace with the locket around my neck. His finger softly brushes my neck and that oh-too familiar tingle runs through me.
“I’m glad to see you are still wearing this.” He smiles at me. “I still want you to take back the other necklace.” He’s referring to the other Tiffany’s necklace he gave me with diamonds in an eternity setting.
I shake my head. “I can’t.”
“Do you really think if you keep ignoring me and pushing me away that I will just forget about you?” He asks, but doesn’t let me reply. “I can promise you…that’s not going to happen.”
I take a deep breath. “I should go. I need to check on Bryn.” I say as I glance in the direction of the bathroom.
“No. You should come with me.” He says. His fingers move from