One of the Guys (36 page)

My feelings for him had returned,
and then some, and right at that moment I wanted to tear off his
shirt and lick him like a popsicle.

I felt my cheeks heat just thinking
about it.

“
Chase, are you ok?” Charlotte
whispered beside me.

“
Huh? Oh yeah, I’m fine.” I said,
blinking rapidly.

“
You look flushed.” She said, a
frown on her face which smoothed out to a huge smile. “You were
checking him out!” She whispered, opening her mouth in a silent
scream.

I snorted a laugh, completely by
accident, which drew attention to us.

“
What’s funny?” Logan asked. His
voice sounded paranoid.

“
Nothing that concerns you.”
Charlotte answered, her expression annoyed, completely masking
anything that gave away what had just happened.

She’s so awesome!
I thought, laughing internally.

I blanked my expression, and
glanced in Logan’s direction.

He was looking down at his table,
fidgeting as usual.

I placed my hand on the table, and
stroked up and down my upper arm with my fingertips, in my feeble
attempt to tease him. Hoping that he would wish they were his
fingertips instead.

The corners of my mouth twitched
triumphantly when out of the corner of my eye, I saw Logan
clenching his fists on his table.

I couldn’t do much more, other than
running my fingers through my hair, or gently caressing my hands
down my thighs, after Miss. Ebbs had entered the class. She kept
looking to me, probably wondering why I’d decided to move back to
our original place.

The bell sounded for the end of
class, and I stood, blocking Logan’s path.

“
What? No intimidation tactics
today?” I asked, cocking my head to the side.

“
I wasn’t intimidating you.” He
replied, his eyes looking directly into my own. I wanted to sigh
and just stare at him all day.

I couldn’t. I wasn’t about to let
him off that easy.

“
Whatever you say.” I said, turning
and walking out of class.

“
Oh my God that was amazing!”
Giggled Charlotte. “Just one thing though, when you finally let him
off the hook, you’re still going to hang out with us,
right?”

“
Definitely. We’ll join our tables
together and everything.” I said, exaggerating my
enthusiasm.

Luckily, Charlotte got it and burst
out laughing.

“
Could you
imagine
us
hanging with the guys?” She asked, meaning the other
girls.

“
Actually, I
could. We all maybe different, but look at
us
… We get along just
fine.”

“
You’re right. Maybe I could find
out what’s up with Pike.”

“
Oooh Charlie and Pike!” I teased.
“He’s actually kinda sweet. Sucks at video games though.” I
laughed.

Chapter
17

Logan

After I’d gotten up that morning,
with the road works having moved to the inside of my skull, I found
Matt had left a note for me on my door.

It read:

Logan.

In case you didn’t know, Chase
brought you home.

She knows about Cassie.

I picked up your car.

You’re a douche.

Matt.

I didn’t know what to make of his
note.

Either I, or he, had told her about
Cassie; I couldn’t remember, and why was I a douche? Had I been an
ass when I got home? Had I tried it on with Chase?

I didn’t have any bruises, and my
jewels were still intact -most definitely- so I didn’t think
that
was
true.

I’d been wracking my brains all
day.

Why couldn’t I remember what I’d
said? Oh yeah, the five bottles of beer, four shots of vodka,
followed by a whisky chaser.

Ugh! My stomach rolled just
thinking about how much I’d drunk the night before.

Even though Chase told me I
hadn’t, I knew I’d said
something.

That was part of my plan after
all, but I never intended on telling her
everything
, and I didn’t know
whether I had or not.

What I
hadn’t
planned on was the alcohol
having such an effect on me. I’d only ever had a couple of beers
before; so the spirits I’d drunk had hit me hard.

In homeroom, the guys had taken
great pleasure reminding me about the embarrassing display I’d put
on at Lex’s. The way I’d thrown my arms around Chase, asking her
why she wasn’t my friend, then saying that she was going to leave
me again when she told me it was time to go.

I cringed, whilst they laughed, but
I was secretly happy that she hadn’t pushed me away, or left me
after all. I was eager to see Chase, just to gauge her reaction to
me after what I’d done.

Seeing her in Math class Chase was
back in her original place, and she’d behaved in a way that made me
think that she was purposely teasing me.

If she had, then it had
worked.

I wanted to touch her so
bad.

Especially in Chem
class.

I grew hard just thinking about
it.

Grinning, I mentally patted myself
on the back for my calm demeanor when Chem class was
over.

Chase had thought I’d given up on
my tactics.

Not a chance.

I just wanted to let her think I
had. I’d only given up for now, because I couldn’t remember what
had happened.

I was going to start up again real
soon, and the next time she teased me… It was
so
on.

Going to my last class of the day,
I wondered how I was going to ‘accidentally’ run into her before
she left the building.

Incidentally, I didn’t need to do
anything.

Coming out of the room, Chase was
waiting.

For me.

Surprised to see her there, I
stopped in my tracks, causing a couple of others to crash into my
back.

“
Whoa! Jeez Logan!” They whined,
before moving around me.

“
Oh, sorry.” I apologized, looking
back to Chase.

My Chase.

Standing there, her back leaning
against the wall opposite the classroom. Her long, silky hair
cascading down her back with some over her right shoulder. The
strands laying on top of her hot pink slashed vest that was
covering a tight white vest underneath.

I looked down, once again, at her
toned legs that were covered in tight black denim.

I met her eyes, and her eyebrow
raised at me.

I was so busted.

That wasn’t going to deter me
though. I took a step forward, ready to get in her space, when her
full pink lips parted to speak.

“
Don’t forget your books.” She
said, catching me off guard.

“
What books?” I asked,
confused.

“
Math. You need to bring up your
grade if you still want to get your scholarship.”

I stood there, looking like a fish
with my mouth hanging open.

“
Huh? You’re going to help me?” I
asked in disbelief.

If Chase was playing a trick on me,
for revenge, I wasn’t going to fall for it. I was about to ask her
what she was doing when she spoke again.

“
You’ve got a few minutes before I
change my mind.” She said, straightening up and walking
away.

I couldn’t help but watch her ass
as she went. Neither could the others who were staring, but that
didn’t concern me right then.

The only thing on my mind, was
getting Chase alone.

Chase got into her car by herself,
and started it.

Signaling for me to follow, I got
into my own.

Driving behind Chase, I could feel
the nervous tension coursing through my body. Especially in certain
areas that were incredibly excited.

My heart beat faster, the hairs on
my neck standing up, and butterflies dancing about inside me. I had
to take controlling breaths as I drove. Not just to calm my nerves,
but in an attempt to keep myself from showing up with a hard on. I
didn’t think that would be wise if her parents were
home.

Making the familiar journey to her
house, I parked next to the curb once Chase had parked in her
driveway.

It was strange seeing Chase in her
own car. I’d missed her being in mine.

I knew I’d been in her car, but I
didn’t remember. I had a few flashes of her sitting next to me, but
that was it.

Chase got out of her car, and
walked up the path to open the front door. Like a lost puppy, I
followed her inside, freezing in the hallway when she began to
climb the stairs.

“
Are you coming?” She asked,
turning as she was halfway up.

I will be soon if I keep watching
your ass.
I thought. My mind going to the
gutter.

I began to climb the stairs,
getting myself ready to continue where I’d left off.

I really hope her parents don’t
come back too soon.

In her room I sat on her bed, like
I always had, and Ruffles lifted her head to look at me.

I reached out to stroke her head
only for her to get up, jump down, and walk out of the
room.

Of course, I had to win her over
too.

I watched when Chase sat down and
began to remove her black biker style boots. Staring at her whilst
she pulled down the zippers, kicking them off with her
heels.

I swallowed when she began to pull
off her pink slashed vest.

Holy fucking shit!
I thought. Her white vest clung to absolutely
everything, and I had the only ticket to the show.

Saliva pooled in my mouth when
Chase shook her hair back, her round breasts bouncing as she
did.

“
What?” She asked, raising her
perfect eyebrow at me.

Suddenly, I had lost my ability to
speak. Instead, I sat gawking at her.

“
Math it is then.” She said,
blowing out a breath, and I wondered what she meant by that. As if
that wasn’t her intention.

Fuck!

I realized that maybe, there was a
chance she got me alone for something else, and the thoughts of
continuing my plan flew out the window because I was in agony. The
pain radiating from the pressure building behind the zipper of my
jeans.

Reaching back, I grabbed her pillow
and placed it over my lap. Like I usually did to hide my reaction
of being alone with Chase.

“
Why do you so that? And don’t lie
to me.” She said.

“
It’s um… just something I do. You
know that.” I replied. Repeating a conversation from over a month
ago.

“
Give.” She said, holding out her
hand.

“
What!” I said in horror, knowing
she wanted to see for herself.

Before I could react, Chase grabbed
the pillow and yanked it away from me.

“
Chase!” I yelled.

Her eyes widened and there was no
denying that she’d noticed the hard on that I’d been trying to
hide.

*****

Chase

Oh my God! Every time?
I thought to myself when I saw the huge bulge in
the front of Logan’s jeans. He was hiding a hard on.

I smiled when I saw him
blush.

I couldn’t believe that every time
we’d been together, he’d had a boner. I wanted to laugh I felt so
happy.

Of all the times I thought Logan
was just being friendly, there he was wanting to get down and dirty
with me.

We were both as clueless as the
other!

Even though my pulse rate rivaled
that of a rabbit, I felt braver than usual when I took the bottom
edge of my vest and pulled it up over my head.

“
What are you doing?” Logan
whispered as I sat there in my jeans and white Lacy bra.

“
This is what you saw.” I said,
glancing down at my bad girls. “When you tried to scare
me.”

I couldn’t help but smile, biting
my lip to stop my grin as I watched the recognition fall across his
face.

“
I
told
you
that?”

I nodded, watching Logan become
more uncomfortable as he tried not to look at my exposed
body.

I moved closer to him and to my
surprise; he didn’t move.