LOGIN“He seems like a nice guy.”
“He is.” Logan stepped forward and closed the gap between us. “How does he make you feel?” “You’re not playing fair, Logan.” “I know, I can’t be the nice guy if I want to get you back.” “You want me back? You never had me in the first place.” “You know what I mean.” I backed up until I felt myself against a wall. Logan stepped closer and placed a hand on the wall next to my face. My hand instinctively reached up and grabbed the lapels on his jacket. Flashbacks started flooding my mind. I felt my body shiver and ache for him, but I knew I couldn’t do that to Brax. I dropped my hands and stepped under his arm walking away. That move took everything in me, exhausting my emotions to stay in control. I had worked too hard to let one moment bring it all crashing down in front of me. He captured my hand, spinning me on my heels and pulling me into him. He cupped my face with his free hand and his lips met mine without a second thought. I pulled away and pushed him back. “No Logan!” I stormed back into the bar and grabbed my bag. I heard the calls from the girls as I stormed out the bar, followed by noises as they undoubtedly saw Logan following me outside. I found myself out the front of the bar trying to flag down a cab. Logan appeared at my side within seconds. “I’m sorry. I should have fought for you before now. But I'm here Leah. I am ready to fight for you, for us.” "Exactly, YOU'RE ready to fight for us!" I was on a rollercoaster of emotions with him. "That's not what I meant, I'm sorry." He sighed. “I can’t do this Logan. I need to see Brax.” “Let me drive you.” “Oh yeah because that will look good. Turning up at the guy's house I am currently dating with my...” I paused unsure what to call Logan. “Ex?” “I can’t call you my ex when we never dated.” “Let me take you, please.” “Fine.” I pouted. I watched as he disappeared around the corner to collect his car. He pulled the car around and I got in. I gave Logan the postcode. My phone was blowing up with messages from the girls. I put an essay message in the group chat which seemed to only make things worse. I muted my message tone before phoning Brax. I hadn’t realised that my phone had automatically connected to Logan’s car. He had never disconnected it. “Leah, is everything alright?” His voice came over the speaker. I blushed as I looked at Logan and then Brax’s name on the console screen. “Leah?” He prompted. “Sorry, are you home?” “Are you driving?” “No, I’m a passenger. Brax are you home?” “Yes, what’s going on you sound strange?” “I need to see you. Can I come by?” “Of course. Are you sure you’re, okay?” “No, but I need to see you tonight. I will be there...” I paused as I looked at Logan for the time. “15 minutes.” Logan answered. “In 15 minutes.” “Leah, who are you with?” I heard the confusion in his voice and it tugged at me inside. “Brax, I will explain everything when I get there.” “Alright, I will see you soon. Be careful.” His last two words hung in the air. His tone was soft but the warning was clear. With that he hung up the phone. The car ride was tense and silent. Logan pulled up outside of Brax’s house and I saw him sitting on the doorstep waiting for me. I was really hoping he would not see me in Logan’s car, but I guess that was out of the question, now. “I’ll wait here in case you need a lift home.” Logan said as I unbuckled my belt. “I’ll be fine, I'm a big girl. I can find my way home. Please go Logan.” He refused to budge. I grunted at him and stepped out of the car. I felt conflicted and confused as I walked up the driveway to meet Brax at his doorstep.Logan’s birthday morning came around. I was at the office early setting the presents on his desk. I logged into my laptop at my desk and did my morning rounds. I was in the morning meeting with Jack and several other lawyers, in the middle of taking notes and instructions for the team when Logan burst through the door. I saw the look on his face. He had opened the presents. “Logan, what are you doing in here?” Jack asked. “Seriously,” he said excitedly. I nodded and smiled. He rushed around the table lifting me out of my seat into his arms, cheering. The room was confused by what was going on until Logan held the scan picture out to his father as he sat me down. I watched as Jack realised what the picture was. His face softened, “Congratulations to the both of you.” I blushed as there was a chorus of cheers from the other lawyers. “Happy birthday, babe.” I kissed his cheek. Logan excused himself from the meeting and normality resumed. After we finished work, he rushed
My birthday was the next celebration to arrive. Logan made a point of making a big deal out of it after how bad my last one was. He booked a fancy restaurant, followed by a night in with my favourite dessert and movie, topped off with a video call to family. Over the next few weeks, I started to plan a birthday surprise for Logan for just the two of us. On the lead up to his birthday and during my secret planning sessions I had started feeling off and I had thrown up a few times. It was only when I slowed down and took some time to myself, I felt the worst. When I was rushing around and busy with other things the sickness, although there, was not at the forefront of my mind. I decided to book a doctor's appointment. It was unusual for me to be sick so I thought it would be best. I didn’t want to bother Logan with it as he was busy on an important case. I managed to get into the doctors the following afternoon. I mentioned the appointment to Jack as it would mean I would have to l
The next few months went by in a blur. Work was great, life with Logan was great, family was great. The one-year anniversary of what happened to me had arrived. Logan did a fantastic job of making a bad time into something good. I thought I would have nightmares but Logan managed to distract me at every turn. We booked the day off work and he took me to a zoo. We had a picnic lunch in the zoo gardens and he took me to a restaurant for tea. We finished the night with a movie and popcorn, cuddled up on the sofa. That night Logan never let go of me in bed. If I wriggled out of his hold, he would maneuver so that his arms were still around me in one way or another. Over the next few months, we found one reason after another to celebrate and live life to the fullest together. From weekends away on mini vacations to nights in watching movies and cooking dinner. I didn’t think life could get any better. One morning when I arrived at work, I had already been sent a meeting request by J
Monday morning felt strange getting ready to go to work with Logan. I was a bundle of nerves so he offered to drive. Arriving was surreal, after checking in at reception I was handed my lanyard with my badge on to get me through the building. Julie met me a few moments later to start my induction. Logan wished me luck and kissed me goodbye. I went through my induction and was given an office. As Logan thought my office was on the same floor as his. Julie started to set everything up for me and started my training. Julie headed out for lunch and gave me the option of exploring, staying at my desk or heading out for the hour. I chose to stay and messaged Logan. ‘Are you busy, do you fancy grabbing some lunch together?’ Just as I was about to hit the send button there was a gentle knock on the door. I looked up to see Logan leaning against the door, smiling. “Don’t let Julie catch you on your phone.” He chuckled. “I was just about to text you to see if you wanted to grab lunch
Three hours later, I arrived at the house. The traffic on the motorway was horrendous. There had been an accident that had closed one lane off. Because of this I managed to catch the removals truck up and arrive with it to the house. Logan rushed out to meet me. Taking a box from my hands and putting it down. He scooped me into his arms kissing me. “I can’t believe we are doing this.” I spoke. “I can. I can’t wait to make a life with you.” “I know what you mean.” He placed me down and picked the box back up. Once the movers were complete, we looked at the house covered in boxes and furniture. We set to work in the kitchen first and unpacked a few boxes before getting distracted with each other. Logan had not unpacked much of his own things and now mine were on top there was a lot to do. I banished him to another room to try and get things done quicker. We had the weekend to try and unpack and set up as much of the house as we could before I started work on the Monday. Someho
Once I was home, I headed straight over to my parents and asked Abigail to meet me there. I broke the news to them. They were all happy and excited for me, just a little sad to see me go. That week flew by, because I was out of work and I was excited for the upcoming move, I found myself packing up as much as I could. I headed out to the local supermarket to grab some boxes. It was a tiring week and I was on the phone more than ever to Logan. It seemed like accepting the offer to move in, made him miss me even more, but I knew the feeling well as I couldn’t wait to start our life together. Over the next few weeks things started to move quickly. Logan signed all the paperwork for the house while I finished packing my house up. I ended up leaving a lot of things behind and choosing only what I needed and wanted to take. Each weekend I took as many boxes as I could with me at a time, to Logan’s apartment. It was going to be a lot cheaper move from his than from mine otherwise. It di







