I threw my arm over the back of the sofa. “I’m sure we can find time to take you to the creepy wax place.” I’d actually love to take her there. There weren’t many things I could do with her that she hadn’t already done with Jace, especially as friends. I bet there was a whole load of things I could do with and to her that she hadn’t done with him if we were more than friends.
“Of course,” Mum said, forcing me back to reality and away from the place in my mind where Chloe was handcuffed to my bed, naked. “We can go on the London Eye, too.”
Cassie walked into the room and snorted. “I’ll wait for you guys at the bottom.”
Big fucking baby.
“So you’ll all come?” Mum asked. “I understand that it’s an odd choice but I’d really like to do something that was important to him.”
We agreed, of course, and Mum started to tear up.
“See, Julia, there was no way they wouldn’t want to do this for him, too. You were fretting over nothing, love,” Dad said, giving her a side hug.
Yeah, it was going to be… great…?
Chapter Five
Logan
“So we’re cock blocking this Rhys guy?” Oliver asked, sitting on a stool in Sam’s Bar and Grill where Chloe worked. I’d known Ollie since we were in high school and hit it off straight away, neither of us responded well to authority and we both hated pretty much every subject. “Not cock blocking,” I replied.
It was. I didn’t just want to cock block I wanted to castrate. The thought of that prick anywhere near her made me fucking violent. Chlo wasn’t mine, we weren’t together, but in my heart she’d been mine since the second I laid eyes on her. Therefore, I wanted to be around to make sure he didn’t come within three feet of her.
He shoved his fingers though his dark hair, pushing it to the side over his even darker eyes. “Sure, man.”
“Shut up, Ollie,” I snapped, earning a toothy grin from the twat.
Chloe came from the back and leant on the other side of the bar. Her long chestnut hair was pulled back and messy. She wore her uniform shirt and never looked so pissing beautiful.
“Thirsty?” she asked, tilting her head and smirking.
I leant in a little closer. “Beer, please.”
She frowned. “Logan, it’s quarter to ten in the morning. Take a seat. I’ll bring you both coffee and a fry up.”
“You’re the best, Chloe,” Ollie said, pushing off the bar and heading for a table.
“Where’s this guy then?” I asked.
“He’ll be in at ten,” she replied. “Be. Nice.”
Backing up, I made a cross over my heart. “Always.” With one last look at her amber eyes, I followed Oliver to the table he’d picked.
Ollie tapped his fingers on the table. “She’s a good girl, huh?”
I leant back in the chair, stretching my legs out. “Yeah.” Me and Chlo had always go on. Jace was punching well above his weight but I was glad it was her because compared to the rough, bunny boiler thing he was with before, Chloe was a fucking diamond. We liked most of the same things. She was the girl version of me, only smarter, gorgeous and full of ridiculous, female, unpredictable hormones.
“What’s the story there, man? Don’t give me this friend shit either.”
“We are friends.”
Ollie was hard to bullshit so I held eye contact and hoped the little bastard accepted my reply.
He gave one lazy shrug of his shoulder. “As long as you’re telling yourself the truth.”
Cocky wanker!
Chloe picked the moment I almost reached over the table to punch Ollie to bring us coffee. “Thanks, Chlo,” I said, making quick eye contact.
“Yeah, thanks, Chlo,” Ollie said.
She looked up as someone walked through the door. The stupid smile on his ugly mug made me realise he was him. I knew of him but had never had a conversation past giving him my order. Had she already accepted a date? “That him?” I said.
“Be nice,” she replied.
“I’m always nice.”
“Logan!”
“I haven’t done anything.”
Damn, she knew me well.
Sighing, she straightened her back. “Your food will be about five minutes. Let me know if you want a refill.”
Ollie leant in the second she was gone. “What’re you gonna do about the guy then?”
“Nothing. Why would I do anything?”
“Fucking hell, Logan, come on! I’m not stupid. You know how you feel, I know how you feel, you know I know how you feel.”
“I think I’ve got a headache.”
“Stop diverting. You like her.”
“She’s Jace’s girl.”
“Was, man. Look, I’m sorry, I don’t mean for that to sound harsh but Jace is gone and you two are still here.”
I rubbed my eyebrow. “Do you know how shitty of me that’d be?”
“No. It’d be shitty if he was still here and you stole her away. What’s happening here is nothing like that.”
“He’s my brother.” There were lines you just shouldn’t cross and as much as I wanted her I couldn’t go there.
“I know who he is and I know how much he loved you and her. If you guys have a chance of being happy – and with a chick like that, man, whoa – he’d want that too.”