Compulsion

Two

I walked into Logan's luxurious pent house style apartment that was fixed in his favorite theme, monotones. Everything had silvers to accent the place and his place looked just as expensive as his taste. I could smell baked chicken cooking and hear some random rock song playing throughout the house speakers.

I turned the corner to see Logan leaning again the kitchen counter typing on his phone, wearing denim jeans and a white t-shirt.

If you asked me he was getting way too comfortable with the stay at home life, or perhaps just stir crazy. He looked up when I sat my purse down and shot me that winning sound and for a second, I nearly forgot why I was mad at him.

A second.

"Making dinner since you said last night how tired of Thai take-out you were. I attempted sweet and spicy baked chicken breast and grilled asparagus." Logan explains.

"Nice." I said with a monotone voice before pulling up the same article on my phone and placing on the counter, sliding it over to him, "Who is she?"

Logan picks up the phone and studies the photo before looking back up at me, "She is a friend."

"A friend?" I question.

"I just hired her to be my publicist, that's all Beth." Logan explains.

"That's not a good enough answer, since when do you take your employee's out for dates?"

"It wasn't a date; it was a meeting."

"Alone?" I question.

Logan runs his hand over his face and sighs, "It's not like I am sleeping we her, she is only a hire."

"Get a damn assistant then, a male assistant. She can talk to him and he will relay you the information." I solve the problem all in one step, just like that.

Logan only looks at me as if I were a disobedient child, but he doesn't say anything. I sigh and put my hands over my own face. I was being a child, and I was also being a crazy jealous b***h.

"I'm sorry, I just don't like looking stupid and when I saw the picture it just completely took over."

Logan walks over to me and pulls my hand from my face and wraps them around his waist.

"There's no reason to be sorry, I understand your rage. I understand why you feel that way. I just wish you'd believe when I say I wouldn't cheat." He explains.

I nod my head, "I trust you, it's her I don't trust so much."

"You are going to take some time out of your life and realize how much I love you and how much I am rooting for you. Do not let some woman be the deciding factor for our relationship, and I do love you." Logan assures.

I sigh and frown even deeper, "I am just so stressed, and I know you want this done and I know you aren't happy working from home... I just wish we could be finished and get married already."

"Go on a two-month vacation?" Logan asks with a sly smile, something he was pushing for since I had said yes.

"Logan, I am just about to begin picking up clients I cannot take a two-month break, that is money out of my pocket."

"I just closed on a deal that is worth sixteen million, we are fine on money." Logan tries to assure me, but it only makes me more pissed at him.

"Okay, I know that was the wrong words to say, the right words would be that I have a bath ready for you and dinner will be done by time you get out."

I give him a small chuckle, "That is the right way to apologize. I hope you have rocky road for desert."

Logan looks up as if he was thinking and then he looks back down at me and laughs, "I can assure you that I will."

Logan grabs his keys and tosses them into the air while I climb the stairs to his room and when I walk in I notice the strong smell of lavender, he probably poured half of the bottle in there and by the looks of it he did.

I strip out of my clothes and wrap my hair up in the one of the scarves I had brought here. I opened up my make-up box that Logan had managed to rearrange every couple of days to make sure everything was perfect.

Occasionally, it was easy to forget that Logan was OCD, but it was the minor things that I noticed, it seemed as though he was controlling it, but I couldn't tell how gravely it affected him or if he could ever get rid of it.

Climbing into the bath tub, I let my body sing into the water and my stress float off of my body just like the steam. I let my eyes close and I relaxed into the peaceful haven that my future husband had created for me.

I heard the bathroom door click open and saw Logan standing up next to be smiling down.

"Don't just stand there, get in." I demand. It only took him seconds to take off all of his clothes and climbed in behind me in the bathtub and wrap his strong arms around me.

"You've been working out." I comment, rubbing his thighs.

"Of course, I have this really important thing coming up, you know. I have to be prepared." Logan teases.

"A thing? Hm, I wonder what it could be," I say, "Do you have a date to this thing?"

"Yeah, but unfortunately I will have to take this woman as my date for the rest of my life."

I hit him on his shoulder.

"Hey! I never said I was complaining about it." Logan chuckles and rubs my thigh.

"Sometimes I wonder why you are even marrying me. I have got some serious baggage." I mumble after a few moments of silence.

"I ask myself the same thing when I realize you will want to one day be Mrs. Logan Chase."

"I think about it every day, you know. I would love to be Mrs. Chase." I said while smiling back to him.

Logan leans down and kisses me on my lips. I kiss him bac slowly and as soon as he attempts to turn me around, I stop him.

"No sex." I said sternly.

"Beth, the wedding is so far away. Please do not make me wait that long." Logan pleads.

I climb out of the bath tub and grabbed a towel, "You can wait."

Logan follows suit and wraps a towel around his waist, following me back into the bedroom.

I hear a light buzzing and Logan reaches to grab his personal phone from off of the charger.

"Levi."

I turn to look at him and look at the confusion on his face, "We are on the way."

Logan drops the phone and tosses it on the bed, then hurriedly looks for clothes.

"Logan, what's wrong?" I asked.

"Get dressed, we need to go right now." He stresses.

"Why? What happened?" I asked.

"My dad is in the hospital, he has had a heart attack."