I woke up not remembering where I was, all swaddled up alone in this gigantic bed. I started to panic until I remembered where I was and what had happened.
I was calm for maybe a second when I began to panic again. What time was it? When did I fall asleep? My parents are gonna freak. I looked out the window and saw that the sun looked like it was just coming up.
I frantically looked for my phone and found it on the side table. I turned it on only to see a message sent by me to my mothers phone.
Hi mom just wanted to let you know that I’m staying at Jess’s house tonight, working on a school project.
My mom’s response.
Ok honey, just don’t stay up too late, I’ll see you tomorrow.
My heart began to relax just as Logan came into the room from the washroom, and turned on the side table light smiling, seeing.
“Logan, who wrote this message to my mom?” Knowing very well it had to have been him.
“I might have.” He said grinning.
“Why didn’t you wake me up? I nearly had a heart attack when I woke up here.” I said seriously.
“I didn’t want to, you look so peaceful. So I just shot your parents a message and let you sleep.” He cuddled up next to me pulling me to his side.
“Did you dress me.” I said just now realizing I was now wearing an oversized t-shirt and oversized boxers.
“Maybe.” He said with a smirk. “I could have allowed you to sleep half naked but I have to tell you, I don’t know how well I would have been able to control myself sleeping next to you that way.”
“I was really that out of it that you were able to dress me and put me to bed without me waking up?” I said dumbfounded.
“Ya I was surprised too, must have been really worn out.” He responded with a satisfied smile on his face.
I rolled my eyes giving him a punch in the stomach. “Get over yourself Big Boy.” He laughed.
“Hey, I’m just complimenting your work, not mine. That has to be the best blow job I’ve received in my life.” He said resting his head against the headboard and closing his eyes.
“Your lying.” I said with a blush.
“I’m not! I don’t know where you learned that, but you certainly learned it well.”
I looked at him resting his eyes and stared. I felt some feelings stir that I never thought I would feel for him. It was a bit overwhelming and I tried to push them down, but I continued to stare at his beautiful face.
He opened one eye at me obviously getting the feeling that I was staring at him and maybe wondering why I had gone silent.
“What?” He asked.
“Nothing.” I said with a smile. I jumped up and pecked his lips. “Come on now, I’m hungry, show me to your ginormous kitchen and make me something to eat.”
“So demanding woman. Spend all night kicking me in your sleep, now you want me to cook for you?” He grumbled.
“I did not.” I said a look of shock.
“Oh you did, had to put pillows in between us so you would stop using me as a punching bag.”
I looked down and saw that indeed there were pillows lined up in between, and immediately got embarrassed.
“Don’t worry,” he laughed. “It was cute, I’ll just have to keep you in my arms a little tighter next time. Come on, I believe you demanded breakfast.”
We made our way to the kitchen passing several family photos hanging on the wall. There was one we passed of a beautiful woman, dressed in what looked to be a ball gown, and held many distinct features I recognized. The eyes, the hair. This woman undoubtably was Logan’s mother. Curiously though there was a space beside her photo that looked like it hung another, but it obviously had been taken down. A feeling of sadness washed over me and I wished Logan would tell me more about his family and what was bothering him. I kept it to myself however and I continued to following him to the kitchen.
He opened the door to what had to be the most elaborate kitchen I had ever been in. It didn’t look like one family cooked in here, it looked like a whole staff of people could cook in here for an entire restaurant. My mouth gaped open while he carried on looking for a frying pan.
“It’s not that big.” He said simply noticing that I was looking around astonished at what I was seeing.
“It’s a little too big actually, Logan where is everybody? I’m beginning to think you are alone here.” I asked.
“I’m not entirely alone, Maryanne is like the keeper of the house, and she practically raised me once my mother passed away. She will be here around nine.” He responded a little bit guarded.
But where is your father? I questioned in my head not wanting the cross the line again. I could tell that I had dampened the mood again and he had gone a little silent while cracking eggs into the pan.
“Ok come here.” He startled me out of my train of thought and I smiled once again.
I went over to him and he quickly lifted me up onto the countertop, resting himself in between my legs.
“I think you will see that I am not just good at last nights activities but I am also an exemplary cook.” He said giving me a peck on my nose.
“Is that so.” I responded beginning to kiss his neck. “How good are you?”
“Stop that or your gonna make me burn the eggs.” He said pushing me away while I giggled.
I sat there and watched as he added the bacon and put some toast down. I couldn’t help my foot from lightly brushing his perfect backside however while he cooked and he was doing a pretty good job at ignoring my advances but I could tell I was getting to him a little making me smile.
“You are dangerous,” he said while trying to concentrate on the food. I grinned even further and bit my bottom lip while continuing. He placed the food on the plate and turned around at that moment, catching my foot.
He put the plate beside me. “Your food madame.” He whispered with both arms on either side of me leaning on the counter.
“I’m suddenly not hungry anymore.” I said wrapping my legs around his body.
“Thank god.” He responded suddenly crashing his lips on mine.
Things were getting pretty hot in the kitchen when we heard someone clearing their throat behind us.
My eyes shot open and I broke the kiss, not daring to look behind me. Logan however had clear view as to who was here and didn’t seem to be all that embarrassed.
“Logan, really, in the kitchen?” A woman’s voice sounded behind me.
Oh my god I was mortified.
“Relax Maryanne we were just kissing.” He laughed. “Maryanne this is Princess, Princess this is Maryanne.”
I turned around to see a stout woman who had grey hair all tied up and a kind face.
“Ah Alicia actually.” I narrowed my eyes at Logan. “It’s nice to meet you.” I said while jumping down from the counter and began to feel underdressed, and quite nervous.
“Don’t worry about me my dear, I won’t cause you any trouble, it’s that one there you need to worry about.” She said nodding towards Logan with a sly smile taking her jacket off and hanging it off a chair.
Logan laughed while cracking some more eggs into the pan “Thanks so much Maryanne.”
“Honey I just call it as it is, and you sir have been trouble since day one. Now make your poor Auntie Maryanne some breakfast too I’m famished.”
He smiled responding with “Yes ma’am.”
I smiled too at their banter and sat down with my plate to eat. I wondered a little bit more about this woman. I didn’t want to invade Logan’s privacy but he was making it very hard to get to really know him and his life.
Maybe now he will open up to me.