logan

The point is, Jenna, no one is normal or perfect like that house you see across the street. Everyone suffers from their own struggles, whether they__e big or small.

That__ probably the most sincere thing that I__e ever heard come out of your mouth.__ogan lowered his eyes to Tate__ hand. __ow, that__ not true. I was very sincere this morning when I told you that I loved sucking your____on__ ruin it,_ Tate interrupted.

Can you sharpen this for me, please?__ogan leaned across the table and took the pencil from him. __ou want me to play with your pencil, Tate?___ilarious. The sharpener is right by you. You just have to pick it up and slide it in.__s soon as the words left his mouth and Logan__ quirked into an arrogant line, Tate bit his tongue.__eally? Did you really just say that to me?__eeling more comfortable than ever with Logan and this group, Tate shrugged and nodded. Time to give it to Logan as good as he gives.__eah. Is there a problem? You just line it up...and slide it in.___ou know, Tate____on't do it._ Tate cut him off as he moved his foot, the one he__ had sitting between Logan__ feet all night, so his shin bumped Logan__ calf.__o what?___ay something dirty. I know you're dying to, but just sharpen the pencil.__ogan picked up the sharpener and made a big show of inserting the tip in the hole.__esus,_ Shelly muttered from beside Logan. __ thought Rachel and Cole were bad.

Glancing at the bottle of tequila in Tate__ hand, Logan questioned much more calmly than he felt, __ow full was that?__ate lifted the quarter-empty bottle and shrugged. __nopened. Why?

That's not what he meant," Rachel says again, pink flushing her cheeks."Actually, I meant-" I start to say, but Willow cuts me off."What? It's true. He looks at you like he'd like to dip you in sugar and eat you up.

Logan lowers his head close to mine. 'Just know this, Ivy Calhhoun,' he begins. 'If I werena a ghost I would open all door for you, properly.

You're crazy,' I say.'Aye,' Logan says. 'Crazy about you.

Special Logan Kiss...Yeah, but you didn't know that I'd recited how i felt for you right then, in that moment, in my mins. The words flowed silently, so easily. There's no mistaking them. When I gave you those kisses, I was telling myself and you....He peck my nose "I..."He kisses my forehead "..LOVE.."My heart swells asHe presses his lips to my chin, then he whispers " YOU...

Forget math and peotry. Especially poetry.

Talking to her is like coming home and finding the furniture in every room rearranged. The same pieces are there, the same sense of comfort, but nothing is exactly the where you'd expect.

Without a response, I just stand there like an idiot. Like she just slapped my brain out of my skull and I can__ think.

If you__e looking for fast driving there__ a dragway in the southwestern part of the county. It opens next week.___o you race there?_ he asks.__es._ And I plan on spending a lot of time there over the next six weeks.__saiah._ Beth attempts to step in between us, but Logan angles himself so that she can__. __hat__ not why I brought him here.__n insane glint strikes the guy__ eyes and all of a sudden, I feel a connection to him. A twitch of his lips shows he might be my kind of crazy. __ow fast do the cars there go?___ome guys hit speeds of 120 mph in an eighth mile.___o!_ Beth stomps her foot. __o. I promised Ryan nothing crazy would happen. Logan, this is not why I brought you here.___ave you hit those speeds?_ He swats his hand at Beth as if she__ a fly, earning my respect. Most guys would be terrified of having their balls ripped off and handed to them for dismissing Beth like that.__ot driving my car, I haven__,_ I answer honestly. But I hope to with Rachel__ car, and with mine, after a few modifications. __peed can be bought. Just depends on how much you want to spend.__ogan offers his hand. ____ Logan.___saiah,_ I say as we shake.__hit,_ mumbles Beth.

He does kiss like a pirate though, I was able to re-affirm that.

Jenna is the kind of beautiful that I can get lost in. Lost from all the fucked-up-ness in my head. She__ the kind of beautiful that laughs at all my non funny jokes because she gets me. She__ the kind of beautiful that__l put me in my place without batting an eye. Jenna is the kind of beautiful that can transform a non believing man like me into a man who wants more. A man who can fall hard, stumbling over his own two feet because he__ so tangled up in her.

Very possibly this was the night my white-knight complex, as Solange put it, would get me killed. Someone had better write a poem about it. It was only fair.