Part 1
It's the first day of senior year. I hadn't been looking forward to this day. To say my summer had been bumpy would be an understatement.
Logan and I had dated during the summer. I helped him deal with the murder charge that had been brought against him, but he refused to end the war the 09ers had going with the PCHers. Us being shot at in his car was the last straw. My dad had physically thrown him out of our apartment effectively ending our relationship.
I didn't want to face the 09ers, and more specifically Logan. I did something after we broke up that only Mac knows about. I've felt guilty about it every day, but at least during those last few weeks of summer I hadn't had to face Logan. Sure I saw his face on the cover of the tabloids, but that was different. It was the tabloids that had convinced me to do what I did and I think about it all the time. I wonder if I made the right decision, but it's too late to take it back now. I just hope Logan never finds out. I don't know how he'd react but I have a feeling it wouldn't be a pleasant conversation.
"Hey Superfly," Wallace said coming up to me in the parking lot pulling me out of my head, for which I was thankful.
"Hey," I replied smiling at my BFF.
"So, are you ready to rule the school this year?" he asked as we made our way into the building.
"I just want to make it through the year," I told him. It was the truth. I just wanted to graduate.
"You think Logan's gonna make your life miserable since you broke up?" Wallace asked as they made their ways to their lockers.
"I honestly don't know what's going to happen with him," I responded. "I'm just glad to not be in the middle of the little war he's got going on anymore."
"You and me both," Wallace said. "I gotta go to the gym. Coach wanted to talk to me about something before class starts."
"I'll be fine," I assured him, knowing without words that he was worried about me. I noticed Mac entering the school and told Wallace that I was going to hang out with her.
He said goodbye and headed towards the gym. I finished putting stuff in my locker and had just shut the door when Mac walked up.
"Have you seen him yet?" Mac asked. I knew exactly who she was talking about, Logan.
"No and I'm kind of hoping to keep it that way," Veronica said.
"I take it you're still resolute about not telling him," Mac replied.
"I don't plan on telling anyone," I explained. "You're the only person who knows and that's only because I needed a ride."
"I'm glad to be here for you," Mac said. "I would hate for you to have had to go through that alone."
"Yeah, well the alternative wasn't really an option," I told her. "I mean Logan made it totally clear with his tabloid appearances that he'd moved on."
"Hey Veronica," Duncan said walking up to the two of them.
"Hi," I said in a voice barely above a whisper.
"I'm Mac," Mac said introducing herself to Duncan. "We've never met, but I feel like I kind of know you already."
"It's nice to meet you Mac," Duncan said smiling at her. "I didn't see you this summer," he said directing his comment to me.
"I was dealing with stuff," I told him honestly.
"I heard about what happened with you and Logan," Duncan said.
"I really don't want to talk about that with you," I snapped at him.
"I understand," Duncan said sympathetically. "I just think you should know that he's still in love with you."
"Really?" I said pissed that Duncan was standing up for his friend after everything that had happened. "He sure has a fucked up way of showing it. Or did I imagine all those tabloids he was in half naked this summer?"
"You know how he gets," Duncan said defending Logan's behavior over the summer.
"You can defend Logan's actions until you're blue in the face Duncan," I practically yelled at him. "It's not going to change anything."
I turned around to storm away and came face to face with Logan.
"Hi bobcat," Logan said smiling at me.
I frowned at him and took off to get away from the drama that was sure to occur.
"You can't avoid me forever Veronica," Logan yelled after me.
"Can you tell your friend to stop being a jackass?" Mac asked Duncan before taking off after Veronica.
"So, you were defending me?" Logan asked his friend.
"I know you Logan," Duncan said. "We might not have hung out this summer but I know you still love her. You only hung out in LA partying because she broke up with you. Apparently seeing you in all the tabloids pissed her off."
"She broke up with me," Logan said seriously. "In fact, her father went as far as to throw me out of their apartment. So what if I went to LA to try and get over her. She wasn't sitting around her apartment pinning after me after the breakup."
"You don't know what she did for the rest of the summer and neither do I," Duncan pointed out. "She cut herself off from everyone except Wallace and Mac."
"Whatever, it's not like she really wanted to be in the 09er crowd again anyway," Logan told him and then walked away to catch up with Dick.
Lunch was awkward. Everyone was staring at me and it was getting on my nerves. It was like being in a fishbowl. I preferred it when everyone ignored me to this.
"I can't deal with this," I said before getting up from the table.
I was halfway through the quad when I heard someone following me. I started moving faster but the person grabbed my arm to stop me.
"We need to talk," Logan said.
"I have nothing to say to you," I told him.
"Why are you being such a bitch?" he asked. "Is it that time of the month?"
I was shocked at hearing him say that but it didn't stop me from slapping him hard across the face.
"You really are a jackass," I said and yanked my arm from his grasp.
"I may be a jackass, but I'm not the one who decided to bail on our relationship this summer," Logan said. "I love you and you broke up with me when I needed you the most. I thought if I gave you space you'd call and we could work things out, but that obviously never happened."
"You didn't seem too lonely in those tabloid pictures," I told him, my voice laced with anger.
"I was trying to get over you," he said, "but it didn't work."
"Could've fooled me," I said still angry at him.
Everyone's eyes were on us and I hated it. I didn't want to fight with him, especially in front of the entire school.
"That's exactly what I was trying to do," Logan said. "I wanted you to see. I wanted to hurt you."
"Yeah well you did a good job," I told him. "Maybe if you hadn't I would've told you that you got me pregnant."
"You're pregnant?" he asked with a shocked look on his face.
"Not anymore," I told him coldly. "While you were off galavanting around in LA, I was here dealing with the situation you helped create. Maybe if you'd been here I'd have told you and I wouldn't have done what I did."
"You had an abortion?" he asked, his voice shaky.
"Do I look like I'm pregnant?" I asked petulantly.
Logan's shoulders slumped and everyone in the quad turned away after hearing what I'd told him.
"I can't believe you did that and didn't even tell me you were pregnant," he said, a sad look on his face.
"I figured with you partying in LA you weren't ready to be tied down with a kid," I told him. "I thought I was doing you a favor."
"That's seriously what you thought?" he asked. "You thought that I'd rather you kill our baby than be saddled with a kid in high school?"
I stood there dumbfounded by what he was saying.
"I don't know!" I yelled at him. "You weren't here and I had to make a decision."
"You should've called me," Logan told me. "I wouldn't have let you go through with the abortion."
He turned and walked away from me and that's when I broke down. I'd held my emotions in for so long and now they were all surfacing. I collapsed to the ground crying and have no idea what happened next because my world faded to black.
"I think we have a few things to talk about," my dad said when I opened my eyes.
I could tell I was in the nurse's office but I couldn't recall how I'd ended up there.
"Wallace filled me in on your conversation with Logan," he added.
"Oh God," I said recalling the event. I hadn't wanted to tell him, but he was being such a jackass and I wanted to hurt him. And from the memory of his face before he walked away, I'd succeeded.
"Why didn't you tell me?" he asked.
"I thought you'd be disappointed in me," I told him honestly.
"You shouldn't have had to go through that alone," he said.
"I had Mac to talk to," I explained. "She tried to talk me out of it. She tried to convince me to tell Logan too. I didn't want to keep thinking about it, so I scheduled the procedure not long after I found out."
"I guess now I understand your moodiness after the breakup," he replied. "I though it was just because you were upset about what had happened with Logan. I guess that was part of it. I never would've guessed you were pregnant. I didn't even know you and Logan had gotten to that point in your relationship."
"Well, it's not exactly something I want to talk to you about. No child wants to talk to their parents about sex," I explained. "We do it and hope that you don't find out."
"I want you to be able to talk to me Veronica," he stated. "I don't want you to cut yourself off from me."
"Oh God," I said starting to cry again. "I told the whole school I had an abortion. I can't face them."
"You're gonna be ok," my dad said moving to wrap his arms around me. "You've got friends you can lean on for support. And you know I'll always be around."
"I know, but I don't think I can face Logan every day now that he knows what I did," I said between sobs. "You should have seen his face when he realized I'd had an abortion without even telling him I was pregnant. I wanted to hurt him, but I think I did more than that. I think I broke him."
"He stopped by to check on you," my dad told me. "He turned around the second he saw me though. I stopped him from leaving and we had a little talk."
"What did you talk about?" I asked wiping the last of the tears from my eyes.
"A lot of things," my dad said. "He apologized for breaking the lamp and told me he'd never hurt you. He looked completely torn up when I asked him about you having an abortion. He said if he'd known he would've done anything to stop you. He told me he loved you and then he broke down."
I couldn't believe what my dad was telling me. He'd actually talked to Logan? I thought he would've told him to leave when he saw him.
"I wish I had been stronger," I said quietly.
"As much as I hate to say this," he said, "I think you and Logan need to sit down and talk. I wish you'd thought more before you decided to have the abortion, but nothing can change that."
"So, I guess asking to be home schooled is out of the question?" I asked, hoping that maybe he'd cave.
"Absolutely. You can't avoid this Veronica," he said.
"Can I at least avoid it until tomorrow? I want to go home and curl up in my bed right now," I told him.
"The nurse thinks you need to rest, so I'm going to let you go home," he said, "but we're going to talk about this more."
I moved to get up from the table I was laying on. I wanted to get out of the school before the next class let out in order to avoid everyone.
As we headed towards the office dad started talking again.
"I've got a lead on a bail jumper so I won't be home tonight," he said. "Promise me you won't skip school tomorrow."
I hesitated before telling him I wouldn't skip.
"I'm going to check in with Wallace to make sure," he said, not completely trusting that I was telling the truth.
"You've got my own BFF spying on me now?" I asked in mock shock. I knew he was just worried about me and who could blame him.
"I don't want you sitting around the apartment moping tomorrow when you should be in school learning and expanding your horizons," he replied.
I laughed and we walked into the office. He checked me out for the rest of the day and we headed to the parking lot before going our separate ways.
When I got home I changed into a pair of pajamas and then went to the kitchen to get a bowl of ice cream. I ended up sitting on the sofa with Backup watching talk shows for the rest of the afternoon. At least they kept my mind from thinking about what my dad had said about talking to Logan.
I'd fallen asleep not long after Backup and was currently being woken up by him barking due to someone knocking on the door.
"Veronica," I heard Logan calling out and I froze. I was torn between answering the door and ignoring him. "I know you're home," he said, "and I'm not leaving until we talk."
I knew he wasn't lying so I got up to let him in. As soon as he crossed the threshold Backup was off the sofa and nudging his leg for attention. Logan kneeled down to give him some attention and I moved to sit in my dad's chair. I curled my legs under me and got comfortable for the talk we were going to have.
Logan moved to sit on the sofa and Backup followed him.
"My dad said you two talked while I was out at school," I mentioned.
"Yeah, I wanted to check on you and didn't know he was there," Logan said. "I don't think he hates me anymore."
"He never hated you. He just saw your temper flare and jumped to the worst conclusion," I explained.
"I never would've hurt you," Logan said, his tone sad.
"I know that," I said honestly.
There was an awkward silence for a minute before I spoke up. "I'm sorry I hurt you," I told him. "Thinking back, I'm sure the hormones from being pregnant were what pushed me to break up with you."
"Did you know you were pregnant that night?" he asked, his face blank.
"No, I found out a couple weeks later," I explained.
"I still can't believe that you didn't even call me to tell me," he said, sounding dejected.
"I wanted to call you after I found out but I was in shock when the doctor told me. And then I saw those tabloids at the drug store when I went to get prenatal vitamins," I recounted.
"You were thinking about having the baby until you saw them, weren't you?" he asked. I could see the tears forming in his eyes.
"Yes," I told him. "I wasn't even considering having an abortion because I loved you. I thought once I told you we could work things out, but the tabloids made me think you wouldn't want me."
I stopped for a few seconds to collect myself before continuing to tell him what had happened.
"I called Mac when I got home," I proceeded. "When I told her I was pregnant the first thing out of her mouth was 'what did Logan say when you told him?' and I had to tell her that I hadn't told you and had no intention of doing so. I told her I was calling to schedule an abortion and asked her to drive me."
Tears were running down both of our faces.
"I wish I could take back this summer," Logan said through his tears. "I wish you'd never seen those damn magazines and that you were pregnant right now. I love you Veronica and I would've loved to have a baby with you."
I got up and rushed to my room. I couldn't stay there and listen to Logan profess his love. Hearing him say he would've loved to have a baby with me pulled at my heartstrings and made me regret the abortion even more than I had been.
I was lying on my bed crying with a pillow tight in my grip when Logan came in. "I hate that I continue to make you cry," he said moving to sit on the edge of my bed. He pushed the hair out of my eyes and just stared at me for a few seconds. He leaned in and kissed me and my mind went blank. I should've pushed him away, after everything that had happened, we couldn't just go back, but I didn't.
Pretty soon we were pulling each other's clothes off and before common sense returned to me he was thrusting into me like we'd never been apart.
"I love you," he told me as he continued to make love to me. "There hasn't been anyone else," he continued. "I haven't had sex with anyone since we broke up."
I gasped upon hearing that. I guess I should've taken what I'd seen in the tabloids with a grain of salt. I read more into them than what I saw. None of the articles actually had pictures of him having sex, leaving hotels or apartments or houses the morning after, or him even making out with anyone. They just showed him out partying with people. His arms were around women in the pictures but I trusted what he'd just told me. I wish I would've told him about the baby even more now.
I wanted to tell him that I loved him too, but I couldn't get any words to come out. I did the only thing I could and kissed him. I hoped it showed him that I still loved him too. The kiss was full of passion and we fought for control. Our hands were all over each other, reacquainting ourselves with each other's body.
He kissed his way down my neck to my breasts and I moaned out in pleasure as he sucked on the right one before kissing his way over to the left. He kissed back up to my neck and then wrapped his arms around me pulling me as close to him as possible. He hugged me tight as he continued to thrust into me.
I loved the way he was making me feel but I wanted more. I wanted to be on top. "Logan," I moaned out, it was the first thing I'd said since we started making love. I think the sound of my voice startled him because he stopped thrusting and moved back to look at me. I took the opportunity to push him and he got the hint. He moved to lay on his back taking me with him.
I sat up and steadied myself before I slowly began to move up and down. He grasped my hips to help and caused himself to thrust up deeper into me. I stilled for a moment as he hit my cervix and suddenly realized we weren't using any type of protection.
"Why'd you stop?" he asked, his tone laced with worry. He probably thought he'd hurt me.
"I'm not on the pill," I told him and he just looked at me. "And you're not wearing a condom," I added, wondering if he'd finally understand what I was getting at.
"Do you want to stop?" he asked, and I could hear the disappointment in his voice. "I might have a condom in my wallet," he said, though I could tell he was unsure.
"I think it's a little late to put one on," I said. "I just wanted you to know that we're not being safe right now."
"I'm willing to take that risk," he said smiling up at me, "but only with you."
I couldn't believe he was saying that, but it made me happy. He didn't care if I got pregnant again. In fact I'm willing to bet he actually hoped that it would happen tonight.
I started to move over him again and he smiled, knowing that I felt the same way.
He moved one of his hands to my center and moved my folds open so he could rub my clit with his middle finger. The sensation was overwhelming and I was on my way to a massive orgasm in no time at all.
When my orgasm overtook my body, causing me to shake, I stopped moving. Logan grabbed onto my hips and thrust up into me. I could tell he was close and my inner walls clenching him was spurring him on. When he finally came he thrusted into me as hard as he could, bumping my cervix once again.
I stilled on top of him a for a few seconds until I came down from the intense orgasm he'd given me. I moved off of him and off the bed, heading to my bathroom to clean up. He got up and followed me. He wrapped his arms around my waist from behind as I wet a washcloth with warm water at the sink.
"I love you," he whispered in my ear after bending his head next to it, "and I want to marry you."
I looked up from the sink to the mirror above it. He had turned to face it too and I'm sure he could see the shock on my face.
"I don't want to wait to start a life with you," he said pulling me close against him. "I want to be with you every second of every day. I want to wake up with you in my arms every morning. And I want to have a baby with you. I'm sorry about what you went through this summer. I can't change it, but I'm hoping you want to give us another chance."
"You really want us to get married and have a baby?" I asked, a little shocked, but mostly overwhelmed that he wanted to try and make up for the abortion I'd had so soon.
"Yeah," he said leaning down to kiss my shoulder and trail kisses up to my check, all the while rubbing my stomach.
I could tell from the way he was touching me that he really wanted to have a baby with me as soon as possible.
"You know," I said smiling, "there's a chance I could get pregnant tonight."
"Then let's go back to bed and make love again to improve our chances of that happening," he said moving to pull me out of the bathroom.
"Let's clean up first," I said moving back to the sink to wring out the washcloth.
Later that night as we laid in my bed with me cuddled snuggly in Logan's arms we started talking.
"You know my dad told me I needed to talk to you," I told him. "I don't think he imagined we'd be talking about getting married though."
"If you want to wait to get married we can," he said leaning in to kiss my neck again.
I turned over in his arms to look at him. "I think it would be better for us to get married soon if you want us to keep trying for a baby," I said and then kissed him and quickly pulled back, "unless you want to be the one to explain to my dad why I got pregnant again before we're married."
"I think I like option number one better," he replied.
"So, when do you want to go to the justice of the peace?" I asked. I figured the sooner we got married the better off we'd be because there was a serious possibility that Logan would get me pregnant tonight.
"I actually have something else in mind," he told me.
"What, you want us to fly to Vegas to get married?" I asked, hoping that wasn't what he was thinking.
"No, I was thinking we could get married at The Grand," he said, "maybe even this weekend if one of the ballrooms is available."
"You want us to have a wedding?" I asked, stunned that that was what he wanted.
"I know you don't want to elope," he said. "You've always dreamed of your father giving you away and I don't want to disappoint you."
"You realize for that to happen we're going to have to tell my dad," I explained.
"Yes, and since he doesn't hate me, he might not have as big of an issue with us getting married as you might think," he told me.
"I doubt it," I remarked.
"He already knows I want to marry you," Logan said, surprising me. "I told him when we talked at school. I told him if I'd known you were pregnant I would've married you and done everything to make you and the baby happy. I also told him that even though you're not pregnant that I want to make you happy and marry you. I don't think he thought I meant now."
"I can't believe you told him that," I said shocked that Logan had been so open with my dad, especially after our breakup and my dad throwing him out of our apartment.
"I wanted him to know where I stood," he replied. "I wanted him to know that I wanted to be back in your life for good."
"We can talk about this whole wedding thing more tomorrow," I declared. "Right now I want to make love with you."
"I think I can live with that," he said leaning in to kiss me and pushing me onto my back.
He kissed down my neck and moved the sheet away from my body exposing it to his ravenous eyes. "God you're beautiful," he said before moving to situate himself between my thighs.
He moved further down the bed and pushed my thighs further apart. He moved his head towards my center and I reached out to stop him.
"You don't have to do that," I said trying to close my thighs. I wasn't comfortable with him going down on me still. He'd done it twice during the summer and both times I'd felt so uncomfortable that I made him stop. It made me wet, but I tensed up both times.
"I want to do it," Logan said grabbing my hands and placing them at my sides. He looked deep into my eyes. "I want to make you feel so good. I know you were nervous about me doing this during the summer but I'd hoped you'd get over that. I want us to be able to experience every sexual possibility together."
I was still nervous about it, but I decided to try and let go. He wanted to do it, so I was going to try and relax. I wouldn't let my mind think about how gross I thought it was. I'd concentrate on the feelings he'd bring out in me.
I closed my eyes as he settled between my thighs again. The second his tongue touched my clit I jerked and he had to grab my hips to still me. I moved my hands to clutch the pillow I was laying on as Logan continued to lick and suck on my clit. He slid two fingers inside me and moved them around until he hit a spot that had me moaning out louder than I already was.
I thought I heard the front door open and close, but I was so lost in the sensations Logan was making me feel that I ignored it.
Logan continued to move his fingers slowly inside of me but licked at my clit faster when I told him I was close.
"I'm coming," I cried out seconds later. "Oh God Logan," I added as he continued to lick me, bringing me down slowly from the intense orgasm he'd given me.
He moved his to kneel between my thighs and removed his fingers from me. "Mmm, God you taste good," he said licking them and grinning down at me.
He moved up the bed to kiss me and that's when I found out that my father was home. "Veronica, I think you and Logan should get dressed and meet me in the living room," he said. "We need to talk."
"Oh my God," I shrieked moving to yank up the sheet to cover my chest causing Logan to fall off the bed.
"I thought your dad wasn't going to be home tonight," Logan said scrambling to get his boxer-briefs to put them on.
"He wasn't," I said deciding that getting dressed was more important that Logan seeing me naked at that point. It wasn't like he was going to ogle my body with my dad waiting for us in the living room.
I rushed over to my dresser. I pulled out a pair of panties and slipped them on before moving to another drawer to grab a pair of pajama shorts and a tank top. Logan was behind me fumbling around to get his clothes back on as I got dressed.
"You ready?" he asked when I turned around fully clothed again.
"Shouldn't I be asking you that?" I responded.
"Why? I'm not embarrassed about what we just did," he said.
"I cannot believe my dad just heard you going down on me," I whispered harshly.
"It'll be ok," he said moving to take my hand. "He already knew we had sex, unless you were pregnant with someone else's baby." He was smiling after saying that.
"Of course it was your baby," I said slapping his arm.
"Let's go before your dad gets even more mad about the situation," he said dragging me towards the door.
I stopped him as he reached for the doorknob. "No matter what happens out there, know that I love you and I want to marry you," I told him.
The conversation with my dad had gone better than I thought it would, but the night ended with me storming back to my room and packing a bag to go stay with Logan. My dad and I had argued after Logan had gone home and I had enough. I'm pretty sure Logan was surprised to find me on his doorstep, but he let me in and led me up to his room to go to sleep.
The rest of the week was tense. I was staying with Logan and refused to answer my father's phone calls at first. Logan finally convinced me to call him once we got settled in his room. Our conversation was strained and I refused to go back home.
School wasn't much better. The day after my little breakdown Logan and I arrived at school together and things were awkward. I was embarrassed about the scene I'd cause in the quad and even more so because the whole school knew I'd had an abortion during the summer.
No one knew what to say but it was obvious that Logan and I were back together.
Wallace met me at my locker that morning. "Damn girl, your dad was pissed last night," he said. "He came over and I could hear him going off to my mom about you. What happened?"
"You really don't want to know," I told him.
"I think I deserve to know why your dad woke me up," he argued.
"Fine, we got into an argument about Logan and I being back together after he came home and heard Logan going down on me," I told him. "I ended up packing a bag and going to Logan's, which I'm sure pissed my dad off even more."
"I could've done without you telling me what your dad heard," he replied.
"Hey, you asked and I wanted to be thorough," I countered.
"Thorough about what?" Logan asked, coming to join us just as Duncan and Meg approached.
"Last night," I told Logan.
"What happened last night?" Meg asked.
"My dad and I got into a fight and I went to stay with Logan," I explained.
"See, now why couldn't you have just told me that?" Wallace asked.
"Because you're my BFF and I wanted you to know everything," I said smiling sweetly at him.
"I'm not even going to ask what you're talking about now," Duncan said.
"Good, you'd be scared for life if you knew," Wallace told him. "I'll catch you later," he said before walking off to join a few of his friends from the basketball team.
"What did you and your dad fight about?" Meg asked. "It had to be pretty major for you to go spend the night at Logan's."
"My dad kind of came home and heard Logan and I in bed together," I said.
"Wallace was right. I so didn't want to know that," Duncan stated.
"It could've been worse," Logan said. "At least he didn't see what was going on in your room when he came home."
"I never would've been able to face him if he had," I said cringing.
"So, I guess you two are officially back together," Duncan noted.
"Yep," Logan said moving to wrap his arms around me from behind. "In fact, we're back together for good."
"I'm afraid to ask what that means," Duncan remarked.
"It means that Veronica and I are getting married," Logan told him.
"I thought you weren't pregnant," Meg commented.
"I'm not," I told her, "but Logan wants me to be."
"And she said I had to make an honest woman out of her before that could happen," he continued, smiling the entire time.
"Wow," Meg uttered. "I don't think I've ever heard of two teens who actually wanted to get married and have a baby while they were still in high school."
"Well, technically I won't be having a baby while I'm still in high school," I clarified. "Even if I got pregnant today, I'd have graduated by the time I was due to give birth."
"So you two are really serious about it?" Duncan asked.
"Yeah, I don't want to wait," Logan said. "If I hadn't been such a moron this summer we'd be getting married and having a baby right now."
I frowned at his mention of the summer and the abortion. I didn't want to think about that. I wanted to focus on our future.
"Well, I'd be more than happy to help with anything you need," Meg said cheerfully.
"You may regret that offer once I get pregnant," I told her.
"I doubt it," Meg responded. "I'll get to plan a baby shower for you."
"So, DK I kind of need a best man," Logan said looking at his best friend since childhood.
"You know I'll do it," Duncan said. He couldn't believe they were getting married, but he'd gladly stand up for his best friend. Logan hardly had any family and he was like a brother to Duncan.
Just then I saw Mac down the hall. "I'll see you later," I said turning to kiss Logan. "I've got to go get a maid of honor."
Logan laughed and kissed me before letting me go.
At lunch people stared at us. I couldn't blame them after what happened the previous day. Meg tried to avoid bringing up the confrontation Logan and I had by asking about the wedding. Logan told her what he was thinking of doing and she offered to help with whatever we needed. She became our official wedding planner, although I wasn't sure how she was going manage planning our wedding in addition to school work and cheerleading.
Everyone was still staring at our table and it got to be too much for me. "Gee, you have one abortion and suddenly you're the center of attention," I said, trying to joke about the situation even though it was anything but funny.
"I'm sorry about yesterday," Logan said leaning in to whisper in my ear. "If I could take it back I would. I know you didn't want to tell me, let alone the whole school, about the abortion."
"I can't change what happened," I said. "At least one good thing came out of our little confrontation."
I smiled at him and he leaned over and kissed me.
I was so thankful when the bell finally rang. People stopped starting at us and moved to head back into the school.
"So, I have cheerleading practice after school," she said, "but I can come over after it. I was thinking you could go to Barnes & Nobel and pick up a wedding planner so we can get started on everything tonight."
"Man, you weren't kidding about helping plan the wedding," I noted laughing.
"Of course I'm going to help," Meg said. "I know you two are serious about wanting to get married as soon as possible. I mean Logan can't keep his hands off you and he obviously wasn't kidding about wanting you to get pregnant."
"Nope, I wasn't kidding about that," Logan said before leaning down to kiss my cheek. "In fact we might work on that while we wait for you to come over."
"Logan!" I exclaimed elbowing him gently.
"What? It's the truth," he said.
"Yeah, but you don't have to tell our friends about our private life," I reminded him.
"You're so cute when you're mad," he declared.
We split up at the door to my economics class.
"I'll meet you in the parking lot," I told him. He leaned in and kissed me goodbye before turning to head towards his class.
Logan wasn't kidding about trying to get me pregnant. As soon as we walked through the front door of his house he tossed aside our school bags and started pulling at my clothes. It wasn't long before he had me naked and pinned against the door. He lifted me into his arms but kept my back pressed against the door. He positioned himself at my opening and thrust up into me.
It didn't take us long to reach our peaks. He reached between us to rub my clit forcing my orgasm to hit fast. He came a minute later, thrusting hard and fast into me.
He walked us over to the sofa once he could walk again. He moved to lay down with me on top of him and I reached for the blanket laying on the back edge to cover us.
"As much as I enjoyed that," I said laying on his chest and looking up at him, "I'd much rather be in your bed or even on the sofa next time."
"Did I hurt you?" he asked concerned.
"No, it just wasn't the most comfortable position to have sex," I told him honestly.
We laid there for a little while relishing in being together again in this intimate way.
"Veronica," he said causing me to wake from the nap I'd dozed off into.
"Hmm," I replied.
"Do you know when you're supposed to start your period?" he asked.
That was a question I never expected to hear out of his mouth.
"A couple weeks I think," I told him after thinking about it for a minute.
"So we won't know if you're pregnant for about two weeks," he said.
"Yeah, that sounds about right," I replied.
"I guess now we have a deadline for the wedding," he said.
I looked up at him confused.
"I want to get married before we have the chance to find out for sure," he said clarifying his statement.
"I guess that means I'll be going shopping with Meg for a dress ASAP," I said smiling at him.
It was still hard for me to believe he wanted to get married and have a baby so soon. I thought he'd still be upset about the abortion. I think he was still sad that I'd done it but he was trying to move on and so was I.
I moved to get off of him and he stopped me.
"Where do you think you're going?" he asked.
"I've got some homework I want to get done before Meg comes over," I told him slipping out of his grasp. "You can have me all to yourself tonight."
He laid back on the sofa while I moved to grab my clothes and redress.
"I'll be in the kitchen," I said after grabbing my bag.
Meg and I got a lot done while she was there. Logan and I would be getting married the following weekend in a ballroom at the Neptune Grand. Meg, Mac and I were going to go to LA after school the next day to find dresses. I'd invited Meg to be my other bridesmaid and convinced Logan to ask Wallace to be a groomsman.
We weren't going overboard with the guest list. We didn't want the paparazzi finding out about the wedding, so we decided to invite only family and close friends. It was going to be an intimate event.
I overheard Logan talking to the manager of the hotel after he booked the ballroom. He was booking hotel rooms for us to get ready in, but I also heard him book the honeymoon suite. It was the closest thing to a honeymoon we were going to get since we were still in school. Logan was making plans for a trip to Hawaii during our Christmas vacation. Everyone else was going to Aspen, but Logan had decided not to go. He wanted both of us to enjoy our vacation and there was no way he'd let me go on the slopes in Aspen if I was pregnant.
After Meg left Logan put away the rest of the Chinese takeout and I cleaned the plates and utensils we used. We went up to his room and he started a hot bath for the two of us to relax.
Once the tub was full Logan stepped in and then held out his hand to help me. He sat down and I sat in front of him. He wrapped his arms around me and I leaned back on his chest.
"You need to call your dad tomorrow," he said a little while later.
"Way to ruin our relaxing night," I said sliding away from him in the tub.
"You're going to have to tell him about the wedding," he insisted. "I know you want him to walk you down the aisle."
"I wonder if he'll want to do that now," I said, sad that my father and I were on the outs. He'd been the only constant in my life and I'd walked out on him. I was acting like my mother and that thought alone scared me.
"He loves you," Logan said. "I'm sure he'll want to do it. You're still his little girl, which is probably why he freaked out so much when he heard what we were doing in your room."
"I know that you're right," I told him, "but I'm stubborn. I get that from him."
"Call him," Logan said pulling me back to him.
We stayed in there for a little while longer. After we'd dried off after getting out Logan carried me to his bed and made love to me.
I fell asleep with his arm wrapped around me and I knew this was how I wanted to spend every night for the rest of my life.
