LOGINLogan woke up to the instant feeling of regret. For a few seconds, he didn’t move. His eyes stayed closed, his body still, as fragments of the night before flickered through his mind. Last night he got carried away and Hanni, who knew he couldn't resist her, took advantage of him. He hated himself for being so weak and gullible.Then he turned slightly, the other side of the bed was empty as he opened his eyes.He stared at the space for a moment, he remembered she said she had a shot early this morning, his best guess was that she left early, not wanting to wake him up. He almost did the happy dance because he just couldn't face her, not after all the dirty things they did together last night.He exhaled sharply and sat up, running a hand through his hair. “Damn,” he muttered under his breath. He needed to get ready for work because he'll be meeting with the members of the board today. They haven't really sat down to have a meeting since his father's death.He got out of bed and head
Logan didn’t realize how fast he was driving until the city lights started blurring past him. His hands were steady on the wheel, but his mind wasn’t.Not even close.Every few seconds, it drifted back to her, he left Melody's house with a boner. The way her voice softened as he massaged her feet. He wanted nothing more than to kiss her, bend her over on the sofa and fuck her so hard she'll beg him not to stop.The way the tension between them had built until it was almost unbearable was sickening. He wanted her so badly but he didn't want to cross the line. She's already made it very clear that she wasn't interested in any form of romance with anyone, especially with him.He exhaled sharply, tightening his grip on the steering wheel. “Damn it,” he muttered under his breath. He let out a quiet breath, shaking his head slightly as he slowed down, turning into his street.He just needed a hot shower and he'll be just fine. But as soon as his car approached the driveway, something felt o
It had been a week. Seven full days since everything fell apart in James’ living room, and for the first time in a long while, Melody felt like she could breathe again enough to get through the day without feeling like something inside her chest was collapsing.The new house helped. Since she and Tara moved into the new house, she's been happier. She's been running and taking long walks in the quiet streets consistently for four days now and it had helped her a whole lot. She wasn't always tired like she used to be. And now Tara has been very intentional about what she ate, she's been eating more vegetables and fruits than junks.She needed this new house because it was a breath of fresh air for the two of them. It was a very beautiful house and she had a little study corner. She and Tara almost started decorating the nursery but decided it was still too early.Boxes had come and gone. Furniture had been arranged, rearranged, argued over with Tara, then arranged again. The walls had
The airport was loud, James loved traveling but he hated airports. The only thing he needed now was to lock himself up in a dark room and just stay there for as long as he could.Announcements echoed faintly overhead, rolling one after the other in a calm, almost robotic voice. Suitcases dragged across polished floors. People talked, laughed, argued, and reunited.Life was moving, and somehow, he felt completely disconnected from it. James sat in one of the waiting chairs, a magazine open in his hands, though he hadn’t turned the page in the last ten minutes his eyes were on it even though he wasn't reading it.His mind kept dragging him back. Back to last night, back to her. Back to the look on Melody’s face when he told her he was leaving.His jaw tightened slightly. He didn’t have a choice. That was what he kept telling himself over and over again.Because the alternative? The alternative was admitting that maybe, just maybe he had made the wrong call. And he couldn’t afford that r
Melody woke up feeling worse than she did before she slept last night, like her body didn’t want to return to consciousness. Her eyes fluttered open, heavy and reluctant, her head sinking deeper into the pillow for a second before reality started creeping back in. The faint light filtering through the curtains told her it was already morning.She blinked, then turned her head slightly toward the bedside table. It was 9:17 a.m.Her brows furrowed immediately.“What…?” she muttered under her breath, her voice dry. That didn’t make sense, she hadn’t slept that long in days. Like her body had completely shut down and forced her to rest whether she wanted to or not.She swallowed, her throat dry, her eyes stinging slightly as the memory settled in again like it never left. James was leaving her and their baby, she cried herself to sleep. This was a new day and she wasn't going to keep feeling sorry for herself. This was too much heart break in a space of two months and she figured maybe it
The kiss caught her off guard for a second, Melody didn’t move. Her body went still, her mind blanking out completely as James’ lips pressed against hers soft at first, testing, like he was giving her time to pull away if she wanted to.She didn’t. Instead, her fingers curled slightly into his shirt, gripping the fabric like she needed something to anchor herself. The tension that had been sitting in her chest since last night disappeared.James pulled back just slightly, his forehead resting against hers. His hand was still wrapped around her waist.“You stress me out,” he muttered under his breath.Melody let out a soft, breathless laugh. “You stress me out too.”For a moment, they just stayed like that, close enough to feel each other’s breath, neither of them moving away. Then he kissed her again deeply this time. She responded just as intensely. She could feel him getting hard through his sweatpants.Everything about him felt familiar, his touch, his scent, the way he held her li
The plane touched down smoothly on the runway, its wheels skidding lightly before settling into a steady roll. Melody didn’t realize she had been holding her breath until she finally let it out, slow and shaky. She was in Malibu. She turned her head slightly and looked at Logan. He was already lo
Melody stood in front of the mirror, smoothing her hands over the white garden dress for what felt like the tenth time, even though it already sat perfectly on her body. The fabric fell gently around her knees, simple but elegant, the kind of dress that made you stand out. She had chosen it careful
“What the fuck is he doing here?” Tara muttered.Melody’s steps slowed. “Oh, you should know better.”As they moved closer they could see his face. The dark circles under his eyes, he looked smaller than the last time Tara saw him, with his shoulders slightly slumped. He didn't need to be here, bec
By the time the car rolled through the tall iron gates, Melody had gone quiet. She always enjoys the drive to Logan's house, the beautiful scenery and the closer they got to his place, the fewer the cars. The driveway curved like a ribbon through tall palm trees and carefully trimmed hedges, the ki







