Unexpected

Chapter 4: I Need Him Off My Mind

LOGAN

We walk across campus in silence. My brain is in a complete fog. Cades sweatshirt hangs off of my small frame. It smells amazing, like manly body soap.

“I’m really sorry about this” he speaks up breaking the silence.

“Its fine. And I will get your sweatshirt back to you as soon as I can” I say crossing my arms.

He lets out a chuckle, the corners of his mouth lifting into an almost smile, “Logan, I just made you spill hot coffee down your shirt, unintentionally of course and the only thing you’re worried about are is getting my sweatshirt back to me?”.

I shrug and sink my teeth into my bottom lip. This feels so weird. I can’t help but glance over at his body. His arms are muscular. His red and white Wolfpack t-shirt clings to his body. His body is way more ripped than I would have thought.

I try to shake the thoughts from my head. Maybe he’s not such an asshole after all. We enter the clinic and I shoot him an appreciative smile. “Thanks for walking with me” .

Thankfully, the clinic doctor said that the burn looked superficial, classified as only a first degree burn. I slipped Cade’s sweatshirt back over my body and made my way toward the exit.

My feet come to a halt when I look up and see Cade sitting in the waiting room, his leg bouncing. I wince, hoping he’d have left by now. His eyes shoot up and he’s quickly on his feet. Frustrated that he’s still here I walk past him.

Cade follows me outside, “What did they say? Are you okay?” He asks. I sigh and stop in my tracks.

“As I said earlier, I’m fine. It’s only a first degree burn” I tell him continuing to walk on.

“Good..” he says still following.

“Listen, I appreciate you letting me borrow your sweatshirt and walking me to the clinic but now that you know I’m okay you can stop feeling guilty and resume..whatever it is you do” I say waving my hand.

We are now standing a foot apart, I stare up at him with my arms crossed. His tongue darts out to wet his lips.

He clears his throat, “I didn’t feel guilty..I just didn’t want you blaming me later..” he says and my hatred instantly bubbles up in my chest. Ugh, scratch what I said earlier. He’s a nightmare.

I scoff, “well lucky for you I’m a flirt remember?” I say narrowing my eyes.

He shakes his head, “What does that have to do with anything?”.

“Well, if I hadn’t been flirting my way around the coffee house, my coffee might’ve actually been scalding..” I say turning on my heels and heading off in the opposite direction of ‘mr. righteous’.

CADE

I stand there with my hands in my pockets watching Logan walk away in my sweatshirt, her wavy hair pulled to one side.

I can’t help but smile. She’s so feisty with that damn smart mouth of hers. She annoys the s**t out of me but f**k, she looks good in my sweatshirt. I really did feel bad for making her spill her coffee.

I may have lied and told her I didn’t feel guilty but the truth was that I felt like an asshole. Even in my great dislike, I’d never want her to be in pain.

The second she pulled her shirt over her head I felt my c**k harden. Hey, I’m only human. I may hate her but she’s got a nice body. The sight of her round breasts glistening under the droplets of coffee made my mouth go dry. It wasn’t a second thought to throw my sweatshirt over her. I couldn’t stand the thought of anyone else staring at her.

I realized the time and made my way to my next class. I’d have to let Dr. Mathew’s know what happened later. Hopefully I could convince him to let Logan make up the test. If not, I’m pretty sure she’d kill me and I only wish I was joking about that.

LOGAN

I walk into the apartment after my shift and find Kristen sitting up on her bed watching a movie on her laptop.

“Where have you been? You didn’t show up to calculus..” she asks. I roll my eyes and fall into my desk chair.

“It’s a long story but I wa..” I begin.

“Wait, whose sweatshirt is that?” She asks.

I groan and cover my face, “it’s Cades” I say.

Her eyes widen, “Cade? As in Cade Adams? As in the Cade Adams that you loathe?” She asks.

“That’d be the one..” I say burying my face into my arm.

Kristen sits straight up, pausing her movie and turning to me. She rolls her head and shoulders a few times.

“Okay, now I’m ready now” she says. I throw a pen at her before disclosing all the horrifying details of me day.

“He said that to you?” She asks, “what an asshole”. I nod in agreement.

“I think I’m gonna run by Ethan’s house” I tell her. I change my clothes, tossing Cades sweatshirt to the side.

“On a Monday?” She asks looking at me.

“I need to get Cade off my mind and I need to relieve some stress. I’ll be back” I say.

“Doubt it” she smirks.

I pull up to the house and walk in. No one ever knocks. There’s a handful of guys playing video games downstairs, beers in hand. Sidled up to most of them are half naked girls.

I may have my fun with no strings attached but I certainly don’t throw myself at any of the guys which is what these poor girls do on the daily. It’s a little pathetic, in my opinion but then again. I’m in no position to judge them. They are free to roam wherever.

“Ethan upstairs?” I ask. I get a few nods and take the steps two at a time. I walk into Ethan’s room and find him alone (thankfully) with his textbooks sprawled. I lock the door behind me.

“Hey beautiful, what brings you by?” He asks closing his book. I walk to his side table drawer and grab a condom out and throw it at him.

“Never mind” he says excitedly. I crawl over him pressing my lips to his.

Kissing Ethan is like nothing, I feel absolutely nothing emotional with him. This is strictly to clear my mind. Ethan isn’t the clingy type and neither am I. I think that’s why we end up hooking up so often.

“So how was your day?” He asks as I pull his shirt off.

“Just shut up and kiss me” I tell him as he wraps his arms around my waist. The last thing I want to do right now is talk.