Commando (Rogue Rebels MC 1)

Our speed increased, our bodies taking over for us. I sat up and gripped his hair. My hips had a mind of their own. They propelled me up and down on top of him, my toes beginning to curl. He groaned into my neck, trying desperately to stay quiet.

The way he said my name when he finished sent bolts of lightning flying through my body. I felt him shudder inside of me and I knew I could never feel more complete than I did in that moment.

We fell back against the pillows, not bothering to get dressed. We were physically and emotionally drained from the day, but we refused to let go of each other. I listened to Logan’s heart beating as I fell asleep.

Twenty- Eight

Logan

“There’s a barbecue today,” Piper whispered, “Three o’clock. You should come.”

It was five in the morning and I was half naked in Piper’s childhood bedroom. It was pitch black outside, but I knew the sun would begin to rise soon. Piper’s parents were home and Lilliana would wake in just a couple hours. The last thing anyone needed was to find me there.

“I’ll be there,” I promised. I pulled on my shirt and leaned down to kiss Piper’s lips.

“Three o’clock,” she said again.

“Three o’clock,” I smiled. With that, I ducked out in the hallway and hurried down the stairs. I glanced at Lillianna’s bedroom door. It was closed tight and I breathed a sigh of relief. My feet barely made any noise as they tiptoed through the living room and into the kitchen. I’d snuck out of the Prewitt’s house before and I knew the front door made way more noise than the back. When I reached the kitchen, I moved quickly to the door, but a small cough stopped me in my tracks.

I turned around slowly. Piper’s dad was sitting alone at the kitchen table with a cup of coffee in front of him. If I’d been paying more attention I would have been able to smell the coffee brewing the second I stepped downstairs. Damn, my skills were slipping.

I sighed and walked over to sit beside him. He watched me carefully, his eyes narrowed and his hands wrapped tightly around his coffee mug.

“Good morning, Mr. Prewitt,” I said simply.

“Coffee?” he asked.

“Thank you,” I nodded. Mr. Prewitt stood up and grabbed a mug from the cabinet above the stove. He filled it to the brim and set it down in front of me.

“Black, right?” he asked.

“Always,” I said. I tried to smile, but it was a weak attempt. I knew he had something to say and I knew I wouldn’t like it.

“What are you doing here, Logan?” he asked simply. His question was an obvious one, but I still didn’t have an answer for him.

“Piper and I fell asleep last night,” I said. “I’m sorry, sir. We didn’t mean for it to happen.”

“Which part?” he asked. “Falling asleep or being in the bedroom to begin with?”

“Falling asleep,” I answered honestly.

“That’s great,” he said with a small chuckle. “She’s not even back a week and you already have your hooks in her.”

“That’s not…” I began.

“Listen,” he interrupted. He leaned forward and fixed his angry eyes on my face. “You don’t know what you did to her when you left. You have no idea how badly she was hurt. It’s not right for you to just swoop back in and…”

“I know about Lili,” I said suddenly. Mr. Prewitt’s expression changed from anger to surprise then back to anger again.

“She told you?” he asked.

“She did,” I nodded. “I met Lili yesterday. At Audra’s. Then we came back here to put her bed and talk about things.”

“I see,” Mr. Prewitt sat back in his chair and took a long sip of coffee. “Well, I can’t say I’m surprised. I knew she would tell you eventually.”

“I’m glad she did,” I said quickly.

“What do you plan to do about it?” he asked.