~Ava's pov~After leaving Logan's apartment,the air outside was cold but I barely noticed as I dragged my bag down the apartment steps. Every step felt heavier than the last, something inside me was resisting the urge to turn back and go back to Logan.But I couldn't.Not after everything that happened.I needed time to sort out my life first.I tightened my grip on my duffle bag forcing myself to focus on the road ahead. Charlotte's apartment was only a few minutes' ride away and she had been more willing and ecstatic about me crashing at her place until I figured things out.It was the right decision.The smart one!So why did it feel like I was walking away from something that I wasn't ready to let go of?โBecause a part of you wanted him to stop youI might be going insane!.I clenched my jaw, willing the thought away. Logan didn't stop me. He let me go .That alone should be enough proof of where we stood.I called a cab and waited, my heart beating fast against my ribs. My finge
~Logan's pov~The apartment was a mess not in the way of scattered clothes or dirty dishes around,no! That kind of mess didn't bother me. This was a different kind of mess,the silence was suffocating,the apartment was empty, the emptiness suffocated me in a way I wasn't used to.Ava was gone. I should have seen it coming but now that she has already left, I don't feel good now.I ran a hand through my hair,my grip tightening at the roots. This was ridiculous. I had no right to feel this way towards her but I couldn't help myself.But I knew better! My kind of life didn't allow me to have the privilege of letting someone inโฆ not until my father is out of the picture.A sharp knock on the door. Yanked me out from my wandering thoughts.Who's it now?With a heavy sigh I pushed myself from the couch and made my way to the door. Levi stood there,arms crossed eyebrows raised in amusement.Levi looked exactly like me, he's my younger brother but we've always treated each other like twins. O
Ava's povโHurry up Ava! You're going to be late again" Charlotte yelled from her room.โGirl, chill out! I'm done" I said carrying my bag and exited the room. I had an early shift at the diner today, Debra had called me earlier today.โI'll see you later right? Or are you going out with Tristan again? I asked herShe grinned, she always does that whenever we're talking about Tristan. She's love sick I swear." Yeah! We're going out and I might actually spend a night at his apartment. You knowโฆ maybe rekindle our love..โ" Please! Spare me the details char! I don't need to know your love life with Tristan, it's grossโ. I covered my ears Even though she didn't say anything bad but I wanted to tease her.Charlotte laughed" okay Ava! Don't be dramatic,but everything is set, there's food in the kitchen and everything,so you don't need to worryโ.I nodded " I'll be fine char,now I'm gonna go see you tomorrowโ I reached the door and turned to her ,I waved at her then exited the room.I call
~Avaโs POV~I stood there frozen, did Logan Carter just ask me on a date?. my heart beating faster against my chest so loudly that I was sure Logan could hear it. He had just asked me out. Logan Carter; the cocky, arrogant, undeniably gorgeous football player had just asked me on a date.My lips still tingled from his kiss, and my brain was struggling to keep up with everything that had just happened. It seemed like I was sent into a frenzy.โIโฆโ My voice came out hoarse, and I cleared my throat. That was so embarrassing! โI donโt know what to say.โLoganโs eyes searched mine, his brows slightly furrowed like he was preparing himself for rejection. โYou could start by saying yes,โ he said, attempting his usual smirk, but it didnโt quite reach his eyes. He was scared.I exhaled loudly, stepping back slightly, needing space to think, because every time he's near me I seem to lose all my abilities to think. Logan wasnโt just some guy asking me out. He was Logan Westbridge Universi
Ava's povThe next day, Charlotte nearly choked on her cereal when I told her about what happened with Logan."You did what?" She gaped at me from across the kitchen table."I said yes to a date with Logan," I muttered, sipping my coffee, trying to sound casual but inside I was freaking out.Charlotte slammed her spoon down. "Ava! This is huge! Logan doesnโt date. He flirts, he hooks up, and then he moves on."I winced. "Thanks for the reminder.""But," she continued, pointing her spoon at me, "he likes you. Like, actually likes you. I seen the way he looked at you everytime."I frowned. "What do you mean?"Charlotte smirked. "Ava, that boy is whipped. He is glaring at any guy who so much as glanced in your direction whenever you aren't looking. It is so hilarious."I blinked. Loganโฆ jealous? That didnโt seem like him. Am I too dense to understand anything?Before I could overthink it, my phone buzzed.Logan: Be ready at 7. Iโm picking you up.I stared at the message, my stomach flip
Avaโs POVThe night air was cool as Logan and I walked side by side, the quiet sounds of the city enveloping around us. My fingers curled around the plush wolf heโd tried so hard to win, and I couldnโt help but smile.โSo, whatโs next?โ Logan asked, tossing the last of his fries into his mouth.I raised an eyebrow. โNext? Itโs almost midnight, Carter.โโAnd?โ He smirked. โScared to stay out late?โI rolled my eyes. โI have work tomorrow, unlike you.โLogan placed a hand over his heart, feigning offense. โAre you calling me unemployed?โI gave him a pointed look. โYou literally donโt have a job.โโTechnically, I do.โ He grinned. โI play football. Thatโs a job.โโFootball isnโt a job, itโs a sport,โ I shot back.โA sport I get paid for,โ he countered.I groaned. โYou get scholarship money for it. Thatโs different.โLogan shrugged. โDetails, details.โI shook my head, but I was smiling. Being around him was easy, even when we were arguing.We walked a little longer until we reached a sma
Loganโs POVThe gym was empty except for the sound of my fists slamming into the punching bag. Each hit sent a sharp ache up my arm, but I welcomed the pain. It was better than thinking. Better than remembering.After last night, after seeing her, I hadnโt been able to get Ava out of my damn head. The way she looked at me like she saw me for the first time had messed me up more than I wanted to admit.I landed another punch, breathing hard.โYou trying to kill the bag or yourself?โI turned to see Aaron leaning against the doorway, arms crossed, his usual cocky smirk in place.What the fuck does he want?I rolled my shoulders. โWhat do you want?โHe strolled in, tossing a football between his hands. โI think you know.โI grabbed my towel, wiping the sweat from my face. โNot in the mood, man.โAaron let out a mock gasp. โNot in the mood? Thatโs funny because last time I checked, you had plenty of motivation.โI clenched my jaw. โDrop it.โHe grinned. โCome on, Logan. Donโt tell me you
Avaโs POVThe first thing I did when my salary hit my account was stare at my phone screen in disbelief.$2,000.I wasnโt used to seeing that much money in my account at once. I knew it wouldnโt last long rent, groceries, and bills would take a huge part but for now, I let myself have a moment to feel proud.Iโd earned this.The second thing I did was text Charlotte.Me: Weโre going apartment hunting today.Charlotte: OMG FINALLY! Iโm grabbing coffee. Meet me at campus in 20 minutes!I barely had time to pull on a decent outfit before running out the door. The sun was bright, and for the first time in a while, I felt like things were coming together.I was getting out of Charlotte apartment giving her a space with her boyfriend.โOkay, so I did some research,โ Charlotte said, sliding into the booth across from me at the campus cafรฉ. She had two coffees in her hands one for her, one for me. โI found a few places that are actually within budget.โI took the coffee gratefully. โHow much
~Ava pov~If someone in the past had told me that Iโd be going to the mall like a normal girl with a boyfriend who treated me like I hung the moon I wouldโve laughed until I cried.But here I was. Saturday afternoon. Wearing real jeans. Not Loganโs shirt. And for once, my mascara wasnโt waterproof because I wasnโt expecting to cry today.How life changes.โYou need new shoes,โ Charlotte declared, arms crossed as we stood outside one of those fancy stores with mannequins. I blinked. โI have shoes.โShe gave me a long, questioning look.โYou have Loganโs slides and four pair of combat boots that look like they fought in two wars.โโโฆExcuse you! It's fashionโโTheyโre tragic.โI sighed. โFine. But Iโm not spending more thanโฆโโGirl, hush. Tristanโs paying.โI stared at her. โWhat? Why would he pay for me?โShe grinned, wicked and proud. โ Okay it was Logan, that said that.It was his idea. โGet Ava some proper shoes so she doesnโt show up to your birthday dinner looking like an ancient
~Ava's pov~I stared at the man in front of me, my hand still clutching the doorknob like it was the only thing keeping me standing.The silence between us stretched thin. His eyes raked over me judgmental, cold, furious.I shrank back instinctively, pulling Loganโs shirt tighter around me.โReal classy, Ava,โ my father sneered, his voice dripping with disdain. โThrowing yourself at the first guy with a bed.โMy stomach twisted painfully.Before I could utter a reply, heavy footsteps approached behind me.Logan.โWho the hell are you?โ Loganโs voice was sharp, edged with protectiveness. He moved beside me, wrapping a strong arm around my waist without hesitation, pulling me slightly behind him.My fatherโs lip curled into a sneer.โAnd who the hell are you?โ he shot back. โAnother loser sheโs using to pay her bills?โThe words hit harder than I wanted to admit.I flinched, shame flooding through me.I couldn't even believe if this was my father talking before me.Logan stiffened, hi
~Avaโs POV~I wish I couldโve stayed like that forever. Wrapped up in Loganโs arms, feeling the steady rhythm of his heart against my ear, his hand lazily drawing circles on my back.It was easy to forget the rest of the world existed when I was with him.I smiled against his bare chest, feeling a strange kind of peace settle over me the kind I hadnโt felt in years.My phone buzzed somewhere on the nightstand, vibrating against the table.I groaned, not wanting to move, but Logan chuckled and gave me a playful smack on the hip."Better get that, baby," he said, his voice thick with sleep.I stretched, feeling deliciously sore, and reached over to grab it.Charlotteโs name flashed across the screen.I frowned. Why was she calling so early?Sliding off the bed ignoring Loganโs mocking whine as I stole his warmth I padded across the room. I was dressed in nothing but a pair of Loganโs loose basketball shorts and his t-shirt, which hung almost indecently off one shoulder.My neck tingle
~Loganโs POV~The first thing I became aware of was the warmth.Soft,Sweet., and Familiar.I shifted slightly, blinking against the early morning light leaking through the blinds.And there she was.Curled against my chest, her head tucked under my chin, her arm thrown lazily across my waist like she belonged there.Like she was meant to be there.My heart clenched painfully in my chest.For a long minute, I just stared at her, afraid to even breathe too loud in case it shattered the fragile peace wrapping around us.She was beautiful.More beautiful than anything I deserved.Her hair was a wild mess against the pillow, her cheeks still flushed from the night before, her lips parted slightly as she breathed in slow, even rhythms.I tightened my arm around her instinctively, pulling her even closer.Mine.She was mine!The thought echoed in my head, loud and possessive.She was mine.And nothingโฆ I mean no one was going to take her from me.I pressed a soft kiss to her forehead, lettin
~Logan's POV~The sunlight streamed through the windows of the apartment, but all I could see was her.Still sitting cross-legged on my couch, her hair a messy bun around her head, her eyes were so soft and trusting, even after everything I barely managed to tell her last night.She didn't even freak out as i was expecting. I didnโt deserve her.But selfishly, I wasnโt going to let her go.I pushed myself off the wall where Iโd been leaning and crossed the room toward her.She smiled up at me, the kind of smile that made the tight knot in my chest loosen just a little. The kind of smile that lit up my whole world."You doing anything later?" I asked, my voice coming out roughly from lack of sleep and too many emotions.Her head tilted slightly. "No... why?"I smirked and sat on the coffee table in front of her, close enough that our knees brushed."After football practice," I said, reaching out to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, "I'm taking you out. Proper date. Just you and me
~Avaโs POV~We stood there for a long moment, just breathing the same air, the world outside Loganโs apartment became blurring.Finally, he pulled back, threading his fingers with mine. His touch was hesitant, almost like he was afraid I'd remove my hands if he held on too tightly."Come inside," he said.I nodded and stepped in, letting him close the door behind me. The apartment was dim, the only light coming from a small lamp in the corner. Logan led me to the couch and sat down heavily, pulling me down beside him. He stared at the floor for a long moment, his leg bouncing slightly."I don't know where to start," he muttered."Wherever you want," I said softly. "I'm here."He glanced at me,gratitude flickering in his blue eyes."I guess..." He let out a breath. "I guess I should start with my mom."I waited. He rubbed the back of his neck, the way he always did when he was nervous."My mom was the best person I ever knew," he said, voice thick with emotion. "She was...kind. Gent
~Ava pov~The cafeteria buzzed with a lot of noise, voices bouncing off the walls, trays clattering. I sat across from Charlotte, my fingers wrapped around a cold coffee cup, staring blankly at the swirling cream inside.I hadn't taken a single sip.Charlotte was yapping about some group project disaster, but I wasn't listening to her. I was busy lost against the storm in my head.I couldnโt stop thinking about last night.What was going on with Logan? Why did he leave like that? The way heโd bolted from the apartment without even meeting my eyes. The haunted look when he returned, hours later. "Okay, you're scaring me now," Charlotte said, dragging me out of my thoughts.She leaned forward, eyebrows furrowed. "What's wrong?"I hesitated, the words sticking in my throat.Finally, I set the cup down with a soft clink and whispered, "It's Logan."Charlotte's eyes sharpened immediately. "What happened? Did he cheat on you?!" โWhat? No!" I saidShe frowned โthen what did he do to get
~Loganโs POV~My phone buzzed again.Blocked number.I didnโt want to answer it. Every part of me wanted to toss the damn thing into the ocean and go back to cuddling Ava on the bed, pretending like nothing could touch the peace weโd just found.But something in my stomach twisted, cold and sharp.I answered.โLogan,โ came a voice I hadnโt heard in months, smooth and sharp as broken glass. โGlad you picked up.โMy chest tightened. โWhat the hell do you want, Vincent?โVincent. My fatherโs right-hand man. The guy who delivered threats with a smirk and cleaned up blood without blinking.โIf you donโt want to work with your father, thatโs your choice. But heโs thinking about bringing Levi in. And I figured youโd want a heads up.โI froze. โWhat did you just say?โโYou heard me. Levi. Heโs almost twenty one right? Perfect age to start learning the family business.โโWhere is he?โ I snapped, already reaching for my jeans. โWhereโs Levi?โโHeโs with your father. Dinner. That place on Riverv
~Avaโs POV~The beach trip ended with more laughter than scandal, thank God. Charlotte and Tristan gave us hell all the way back endless teasing, exaggerated side-eyes, and dramatic sighs every time Logan and I so much as breathed in sync.โYou two seriously need a warning label,โ Charlotte huffed as she rolled down the window. โCaution: PDA ahead.โTristan snorted. โForget that. I need bleach for my eyes after walking in on...โโDo not dare to finish that sentence,โ I cut in, hiding my burning face in Loganโs shoulder.How can someone be so dramatic? I bet they do more indoors than us,but the way they're overreacting, make them seem like saints.He laughed, rubbing my arm. โStill worth it,โ he whispered, pressing a kiss to my hair.When we pulled into the driveway, Charlotte and Tristan practically launched themselves out of the car like it was on fire.โNever again,โ Charlotte muttered, slamming the door. โNext trip, weโre getting separate cabins.โโOr a new hotel! cause I don't wan