changed it. He was the kind of guy I used to lay in
bed at night and pray for. But it was the guy across the room
giving me a death glare that I wanted.
I started moving around the grains
of salt on the table with my fingertips as Logan told me about his
family. No wonder he was so damn smart, his dad was a pediatric
surgeon, and his mom was a microbiologist. I bit my bottom lip.
What was I supposed to have said? ‘My dad is dead, my mom is in the
state pen, and oh yeah, and she said because of me her last man is
six feet under.’ I was not the girl you brought home to mom; no
matter how much I tried to hide it. I glanced back at Mr. Tall,
Flawless, and Dangerous; something told me that his family might
have had a few nuts on the tree too.
Logan excused himself to use the
lavatory. I half expected Ethan to come over and try talking to me
again. I was half-disappointed he didn’t. He had the attention of
some girl who was too young for him. She looked more like a slut
than the one he kicked out. I guess I knew what or who he was doing
that night.
“Hey babe,” Logan whispered in my
ear as he scooted into the booth beside me. I didn’t know if it was
the fact that he had invaded my space or if he used the name babe.
I hadn’t been called that name since Ethan left me a year
ago.
I scrunched against the wall and
started eating on my salad. Hoping, he would get the idea. He
didn’t. He slipped his arm around my waist and tugged me back
against him. He reached up to my face and turned it, then kissed
me. I waited to pull away. I wanted Ethan to see me at that moment
and, maybe just maybe, have a small pain of jealousy. Logan started
to kiss down my neck. Thankfully, the numbness started. I welcomed
his lips. They distanced me from the thought of being in the same
room as Ethan.
I reached up to run my fingers in
Logan’s hair when I heard a manly cough come from the other side of
the room. My arms fell to my side. I immediately shoved Logan off
me and glanced over to Ethan. He had his elbows resting on the
table, watching us.
“Dylan, you’re distracted.” Logan
looked over at Ethan. “Maybe we can go out on a real date some
other time.”
I nodded. “I’m just not feeling
good.” I tried to bat my lashes and smiled. “Ethan, I would be
honored to go out sometime.”
Logan stood up and threw a fifty
on the table. “That’s great, but I’m Logan.” He turned and glared
back at Ethan.
“Logan, wait.” I
yelled at him, but he was gone. I slumped in my seat and looked
over at Ethan. He had the full attention of the little, blonde
waitress. She brushed her fingers repeatedly through her hair and
shifted her weight from one foot to the other, making sure her hip
would rub against Ethan’s arm.
How could he make me feel things I
had never felt before? Hell, Logan had his lips on me, but it was
the S.O.B. across the room that sent my heart racing. I pushed the
plate across the table and got up. He never looked at me as I
walked right by him, and left.
Saturday, September 20,
2014
“Dylan, wake up.”
Sarah hollered down the hall. I rubbed my eyes that were reluctant
to open. “Some guy is here for you.” She swung around the open
door. I glanced at the clock; it was only eight o’clock in the
morning. Of course, she woke up looking like she stepped off a
runway. I, on the other hand, looked like I had been run
over.
“What?” I uttered,
still half asleep.
“Get up, you have
to see this guy.” She bounced from foot to foot excitedly. I
climbed out of bed and scratched my fingers through the nest I
called hair.
“ Do you know him?” Ethan instantly came to my
mind. Sarah shook her head. Yeah, he’s probably with that waitress or any other
list of women. I clambered
out of bed and followed a bubbly Sarah. I stalled. Ethan stood in
my living room. Sarah offered him a cup of coffee, then it dawned
on me, she had never met