Why Not Me?

| 2 | LOGAN |

| LOGAN |

I was woken up by my alarm.

I lazily, literally, roll out of bed and yawn as I stretch and headed towards my bathroom rubbing my eyes. After taking a good five-minute shower and brushing my teeth, shaving my face I admired myself in the mirror. My green eyes were clear as day and my brown hair was now damp from the shower, my tan skin smelled like 'Dove' soap and my beautiful chiseled chest and 6-pack was perfectly perfect. I walk out with a towel wrapped around my waist and head into my closest.

I decided to go with a navy blue button down shirt, black dress pants, and my fancy dress shoe. I apply some jell to my hair and walk into the kitchen.

As I drink my coffee and checked my emails in my laptop for anything I needed to know I hear noises that were all too familiar;

"How did you guys get in here anyway?"

"I have a key remember?"

"Why are you here then?"

"Because if we weren't you would have been still asleep."

"Why are you guys getting comfy in my living room then?"

"Because we want to hang out and rest and what better place to go it but here?"

"How about you guys leave my house and go do your jobs?"

“My recent book in currently going through editing and I’m doing research for my next article piece for Derek. I’m thinking supernatural for a new book, what do you think?”

“My new Photoshoot isn’t until Tuesday and I’ve already checked, printed and mailed my latest work to my old client, and I don’t have any work to hand into Derek,”

“I’ve finished my recent job so I’m free,”

“And I’m not needed until Monday, plus I’m the boss,”

"You are all a bunch of smart asses. Do you have to have an answer to all of my questions?"

"Yep."

I chuckled as I walk to get my jacket and paperwork. Cleo and her friend always have such lively conversations in the morning, it's hard staying not to stay entertained.

Don't get me wrong, it's not like the walls are so cheap that we can hear everything we do in our separate apartments, it's just that it's so quiet in my house you have nothing else to do but listen and concentrate on other noises. And besides, have you ever heard them? They are really loud.

My names Logan Shawn. I'm very effective and virtuous at my job. I live by myself and have taken care of myself for as long as I can remember. I don't really have a romantic life besides the fact that I sleep around from time to time or I try to date a girl but sometimes it doesn't even last two days. It's not that I'm picky it's just...that I already have a girl in mind but sadly nothing's happened yet. I have three best friends Jason and Edison. Three pain in the ass but I wouldn't ask for anything more from them. I would tell you more about me but I have to get going or I'll be late for work.

Chewing down the last bite of my croissant I put on my jacket, grab my binder with my paperwork and my keys and walk out my apartment only to come face to face with none other than Cleo Grace.

She gasped quietly as we started into each other's eyes. Cleo Grace was one of the most attractive women I have ever meet, her dazzling hazel eyes shined while her soft dirty blonde hair was neatly pulled back. She quickly closed the door and put her keys away. "Morning Cleo," I said she turned and smiled me. "Good morning Logan."

We were staring at each other for a while until we heard loud laughter coming from the inside of her apartment. She blushed slightly as I raised an eyebrow and chuckled.

"Jen and the other guys?" I asked she nodded and sighed. I smiled at her and she smiled back. Cleo's friends are something alright. if I thought Jason and Edison were rowdy and boisterous then I was wrong, and I could see how sometimes it annoys Cleo but I can tell just how much she really loves them. I remember the first time I met them. I had just moved into the building and was in the process of moving my own things in. I had yet to go and greet my neighbors and my boxes were all over the hallway. Jason and Edison were helping me move. Ed and I were bringing in my couch when while Jason was carrying a box down the hall when we head laughter and some yelling. The door next door to my apartment suddenly opened Cleo, who I still hadn't met at the moment, was chasing Noah out into the hallway while holding a whio cream can. Everyone else was standing by her door watching and laughing. Not paying attention to where they were going. They both collected with my couch. I'll never forget there faces.

I looked down at my watch. "We should hurry or we'll be late." I said as she jumped, "Ah damn you're right sorry."

I motioned for her to walk. "Ladies first," she raised an eyebrow and smirked at me as I shrugged my shoulders in a playful manner, it just gives me an excuse to check her out. She started walking and l followed. All you could hear were the 'click' 'clack's' of her heels that drew attention to her legs and made them stand out. They looked long and totally lickable especially in that skirt she was wearing. I couldn't help but stare at her butt as she walked in front of me.

Sadly we made it to our apartment complexes parking lot and we had to drive our separate ways.

•••••••••••••

The beginning of the day was so boring I came in did my regular routine, attended needed meets and worked on some papers. It was lunch time and I was too busy looking over some files when one of the assistance walking into my office with a seductive smile on her face.

"Can I help you?" I asked.

"Oh come on Loggie, it's just me. You look kind of tired why not let me help you relax..." She said taking slow steady seductive steps towards me.

"Amy we are at work," I manage to say. " Yeah, but it's lunch time and everyone's out..." She continues as she places her finger on my shoulders and down my back, coming back up and down my chest.

Amy is one of the assistance here. Since she started working here a couple of months ago she's been trying to get me to be with her, something about me being perfect for her. We hooked up once and I'm not going to lie it was pretty hot so I decided to give her a chance. Not dating her, but hooking up from time to time and as you can see she's a sneaky one.

"Okay fine but it'll be quick---" I said not even the last word leaving my mouth before she was already straddling my hips unbuckling my belt.

"Someones a little hyper today," I say in a husky seductive tone, she just looks up at me and winks before pulling up her skirt and started working her way on me.

•••••••••••••

After we finished I was putting my clothes back and so was Amy when I heard a knock on my door. Quickly Amy stands straight leaning against my desk as I fix my shirt and sit down. I clear my throat. "Come in."

Just then the one and only Cleo walks into my office and the first thing her eyes land on is Amy trying to finish fixing herself without being too noticeable and her hair still a little bit crazy. I cursed under my breath as Cleo's eyes landed on me. I can already guess what she's thinking; 'She just had her time with Logan' or 'Logan's with another girl, shocker'

Amy clears her throat and we both look at her. "Hum... thanks again Mr. Shawn I'll be back for the rest of the papers..." She said leaving the sent me hanging in the air making the situation way more awkward than what it already was. Bloody i***t. She quickly grabbed her stuff from my desk and passed my Cleo, walking out of my office, but not before nodding her head in a greeting type manner towards Cleo.

After she left and closed the door it was just me and Cleo. Did I mention we work in the same building?

She looks at me and I hear her quietly sigh and she slowly shakes we head at me. "Well I came to tell you-you'll be assigned a partner for a new project, but I didn't know you were busy," she said sounding disappointed, " I didn't mean to interrupt but yea." She says and without looking at me she walks back out.

Will I ever get a chance with Cleo? No, because every time she actually to talk to me she always finds me with some other chick. Ugh, this sucks!

I run my hand through my hair and grunt as I think about what just happens and how Cleo always manages to find me at the wrong times, and get back to my papers.

I hope this day flies by.