“What?” Logan repeated as his eyes darted from me to Maver and took a big swig of the bottle in his hand.
I turned and started down the hall. “She’s staying over. I’ll bring her home tomorrow.” Maver informed him and I closed the bedroom door behind me.
I stripped of my clothes and pulled on one of Maver’s long blue tshirts and a pair of deep blue plaid boxers. I lay down across his futon and closed my eyes, quickly drifting to sleep.
When I opened my eyes I was aware of breathing coming from beside me. “Maver?” I asked gently as my eyes adjusted to the dark windowless room. Beside me I could feel the bed shift and a muttering groan. I was right, it was Maver. I could tell from the groan.
I heaved a sigh as I scooted off of the bed. I didn’t need to bother worrying about waking him, I was sure he would be hung over. I carefully maneuvered out of the room and into the hall. “There’s gotta be some food in this place.” I muttered as I looked over my shoulder at the living room full of guys and headed for what I hoped was the kitchen.
I found it and pulled open the cupboards. “Thank god!” I smiled as I pulled down a box of poptarts. My eyes searched for the toaster and I finally found it on top of the refrigerator looking sad and unused. A hand grasped firmly on to my ass and I spun around to see Logan there with a smirk on his face.
“Hey there.” He said roughly shoving my back up against the fridge and lowering his mouth just a breaths away from mine. It all happened so fast that I blinked in surprise and looked back at him.
“Get away.” I muttered caught by surprise, setting my hands on his strong sturdy chest and giving a strong shove. He barely budged and pressed himself against me.
I could feel his hot breath tickle my cheek as he leaned forward. “I don’t think you really want me to.”
“Yes, yes I do.” I pushed his chest harder this time, using all of my force. Logan stumbled back a few steps not expecting my strength. My eyes scanned his wonderful body before finally locking eyes with his.
He smirked and moved to come towards me. “Lighten up.”
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For Hating Me You Sure Are Possessive
Teen FictionWhen Kara's best friend, Maver, moves in with his brother she isn't happy about it. Logan is nothing like Maver. He's straightforward, crude and just an overall menace. With a complicated home life, a complaint-worthy school atmosphere and Logan's a...
