Lover Boy: All American Boy

Getting the attention of Austin and Tiffany, a difficult task considering they are busy sucking on each other's faces, Logan asks if they want to join them for a game. The couple agrees and they all head toward the pool table for a friendly match.

Teaching Nikki how to play pool may not have been Logan’s wisest decision. The way her body brushes against his hips has caused his dick to take major attention to her lack of attire. Standing against her, he directs her cue to take a shot as she wiggles her behind against his tightening jeans. Noticing Logan’s hardening member pressed against her backside, she takes her hand that is holding her pool stick and strokes it up and down. With a sensual glance over her shoulder, she licks her lips before bending forward and taking her shot.

Wrapping his hands around her hips, Logan pulls her even closer and places his lips right below her ear, kissing her softly before nibbling on her skin. Luckily, her blonde hair had been pulled to the opposite side while they played the game.

"You ready to get out of here?" Logan asks her, rubbing his hands back and forth along her hips.

Turning in his arms, she licks her lips before grabbing his hand.

"Like you wouldn't believe."

Following Nikki back to her place, they pounce on each other once she closes her front door and the two topple over the edge of her couch. Without taking a moment to check out her apartment, her dress finds its way to the floor and they become a tangled mass of arms and legs on her furniture.

Before they have a chance to take it to their desired point, Nikki’s phone rings. At first they ignore it, but then it begins ringing persistently again and she apologizes before answering. She moves into the kitchen to take the call and Logan finds himself looking around her apartment and taking note of the mess that she has laying around.

Seriously?

Logan’s not OCD, but he likes things to be in their rightful place and the sight of Nikki's apartment instantly removes the hard-on he was sporting. He can't help but wonder how someone can live in this filth.

Nikki wanders back in moments later and begins apologizing profusely, explaining that they're going to have to end the night early since her cousin is on her way. She pouts through the entire statement, which isn't nearly as attractive as she assumes it is. Logan can’t decide if it's the mess or if it's the outside-of-work meet-up, but he finds himself less and less attracted to Nikki the longer he stays in her apartment.

"It's alright, babe," he tells her. "I don't think this was a good idea."

"Yeah," she replies, grabbing an oversized shirt from the floor and tugging it over her head. "You’re probably right." After a deep breath she asks timidly, "It's not going to be weird at work is it?"

Logan shakes his head.

"Am I going to get fired?"

Approaching her slowly and placing his hands gently on her shoulders, Logan looks down into her eyes and shakes his head.

"Don't be silly, Nikki. We couldn't replace you if we tried. You're a great receptionist. We'd be lost without you."

Releasing a deep breath, she seems to relax under his hands before leaning her head against his chest.

"Thanks for tonight, Logan. Sorry, I'm kicking you out."

"No sweat. I'll let myself out while you wait for your cousin."

As he descends the steps outside Nikki’s apartment, Logan notices a large moving truck pulling into the complex. He takes a second to watch the new tenants pull into a spot before he sees Melanie – whom he has met a couple of times during her visits to Nikki - jump out of the passenger seat. He waves his hand as he walks in her direction, not wanting to frighten her in the dark at this late hour. She startles at first, then relaxes and rushes toward Logan upon recognizing him.

“Logan, it’s so good to see you. I feel like it’s been ages.”

Returning her hug, Logan smiles broadly and returns the greeting.

“Sorry to rush off, but we have a lot to do. I’m sure I’ll see you soon,” she says.

Moving toward the driver’s side of an older sedan that Logan hadn’t noticed, he sees her bend down to talk to a man whom Logan assumes is her husband, before looking toward something in the backseat. Before he heads off, Logan offers to help them move whatever they need, but she tells him that they have it taken care of and advises him to drive safely. Taking them at their word, Logan turns back toward his car and heads off into the night.

Stopped at a traffic light outside their complex, he steals a glance back at Nikki’s apartment and watches them move around inside, feeling like he’s some sort of creeper. But what gains his attention first is watching Nikki gasp, then bring her small hand to her mouth, looking completely shocked at whatever she’s being told by Melanie. The second thing Logan notices is a dark swash of wavy brown hair. Even from this distance, he can see it shining like a beacon from the light in Nikki’s apartment. The captivating hair is attached to a petite frame being carried by a large man.

A boisterous car horn alerts him to the light’s change and Logan moves forward, whizzing past the sparse traffic in their tired little town.

***

ONCE AVERY MADE THE decision to leave and head to North Carolina, everything seemed to happen at lightning speed. One day she was at work, the next she was turning in her resignation (much to the disappointment of her supervisor) and packing up her tiny dwelling. Melanie has been by her side since Avery decided to take this journey, counseling her through all of her breakdowns while she packs.

“Who did all this stuff belong to?” Melanie asked when she walked into the guest room that is stacked full of boxes.