James and I finally made it out of the cold and into the warm apartment. I froze when I saw Logan standing in front of us as soon as we entered. I was spellbound. It didn't help that I hadn't seen him all day either.

"Oh, there you guys are," the angel said behind his beautiful smirk. "I was beginning to worry."

"Yeah, I guess we lost track of time," James announced for the both us. I was still too mesmerized by Logan to form any words. I could feel James and Logan both staring at me, waiting for me to do something other than stand and gawk at my boyfriend.

"Uh, yeah. Sorry about that," I finally said.

"No, it's cool. I'm glad you guys spent time together. Actually Carlos and I were playing Bio Hazard Battle Blast 5 anyway."

"You didn't take the gold controller did you?" I shrieked.

"No, of course not!" Logan laughed. "Carlos did," he said flatly. James joined in laughing, but then he must have started feeling like a third wheel so he excused himself.

"Well, I guess I'm going to take a hot shower and warm up. You two… well, I'll talk to you guys later." I guess James knew how badly I missed Logan all day. This was his way of showing his understanding. I really was the luckiest guy; I had it all. James closed his bedroom door, leaving just us in the living room.

"What's in the bag?" Logan questioned. Shit! I forgot to hide the bag.

"Oh, uh… nothing. Just something my mom asked me to pick up for her," I lied. "I'll just put it in her room." I ran into mom and Katie's room and tucked the bag into the closest drawer to me, only to realize it was her panties drawer. I grimaced, then opened the one below it and tucked the small bag behind some folded sweaters. When I came back out, Logan was seated leafing through a magazine. I was finally going to be able to touch him. I took long strides and closed the gap between us. I threw myself down on the open space next to Logan. I let out a long sigh.

"You tired?" Logan asked, closing the magazine and focusing his attention on me.

"A little. I woke up early this morning."

"I know. Imagine my surprise when I woke up to find you had already left," he teased. "I can't even remember the last time you woke up before me, unless you had to be at the studio."

"I'm sorry I didn't leave a note or anything. Did you miss me?" I probed. I purposely leaned in closer to his mouth.

"Very." And then our mouths collided. My eyes closed and I let the bliss wash over me. My tired and cold body felt rejuvenated, like Logan breathed life into me. I could feel our tongues dancing between our mouths. He tasted wonderfully delicious.

Then he pulled his mouth away long enough to ask, "Shall we go to bed?" I raised an eyebrow and the corners of my mouth pulled upward. As if he had to ask, I thought. But then I remembered I had planned a surprise for him.

"No, babe," I couldn't believe I said no to Logan… I denied sex… with Logan. I think even Logan couldn't believe I was denying sex with him. I quickly clarified things though. "I mean, yes! I want to, of course!"

"Alright, let's go then," he said, eagerly pulling on my arm.

"But later," I added.

"Kendall, I'm confused… Do you want to have sex with me or not?" Was it a trick question?

"Yes. HELL yes…" I declared.

"But…?"

"But I made dinner reservations for us at 7:30."

"Can't we skip it, Kendall? I'll just eat you instead," he teased. My member reacted accordingly.

"You don't know much I would love that, but it's at Manelli's, your favorite place. And I want to tell you something, so please?" I begged. He eyed my suspiciously.

"Well, alright. But you'll have to make it up to me when we get back..."

"Oh, I plan on it," I declared. Then his hands roamed all over my body. But then I looked at the clock and realized we only had 20 minutes before our reservation. Damn. "But… for now, I'll wait here while you change real quickly." He rolled his eyes. Clearly he was hornier than I thought.

"Fine," he said in defeat. "I'll be back."

"Ok, great!"

As soon as he disappeared into our bedroom, I snuck back into my mom's room and grabbed the boxes from the bag, removed the rings and quickly shoved them into my pocket. I guess the boxes were a total waste of time. Then I bolted back into the living and parked myself on the couch, and tried to steady my breathing. I grabbed a random magazine and tried to look casual when Logan emerged from our room.

"You okay? You're acting awfully secretive tonight…" He said, narrowing his eyes.

"I'm fine. Everything's fine," I shrugged. My voice was a few octaves too high. Logan knew I was lying. He held his gaze on me for a few moments longer, but luckily he decided to drop it.

"Alright. Do I look okay?"

"You look fantastic." And he really did. He wore a navy blazer for his henley. He looked handsome but effortless. He never looked overdressed like how James tended to. That's what was so great about Logan. He had very little vanity; this only made him more beautiful in my eyes.

"I guess we should probably get going," he suggested. "Should I call a cab?"

"Nah, that'll take too long. 'Sides, it's only a few blocks away. I figured we could walk."

"Are you sure it's not too cold?"

"Don't worry, I'll keep you warm," I promised, moving to him and wrapping an arm around him. We headed out of the apartment, but not before I grabbed my scarf and wrapped it around Logan's neck. "Gotta keep that pretty neck of yours warm," I winked. Then he surprised me with a kiss.

"I love you," he breathed. My heart swelled.

"I love you, too," I said aloud.

We walked in the brisk fall weather, but instead of it being unbearably cold like it had felt earlier during the walk home with James, this time it felt nice and romantic. We actually were able to enjoy the little moments; the autumn colors, the stillness of the evening, the full moon illuminating all of Hollywood like a grand spotlight. When we made it to Manelli's, the hostess seated us at a small table for two by the window, and we thawed ourselves from the cold. Manelli's was a charming Italian bistro Logan and I had gone to a lot even before we dated. When we started dating, it was the first restaurant I took him out to for a date. So Manelli's always had a special place in my heart.

"We haven't been here in months," Logan said excitedly.

"See? Aren't you glad we came?"

"Yeah, but I'm sure I would've had just as much fun with you in bed," he taunted.

"I'm sure that's true…" I said, gulping quietly.

"I mean, just think of all the positions we would have already been in by now…" he continued.

"Now's not the time for sex talk, Logie," I playfully warned.

"You're right. I'm bad. You'll have to punish me."

I could feeling myself getting firm. "If you keep this behavior up, then I will," I threatened, while reaching for my glass of water.

"I guess you'll just have to pin me down and fuck me senseless then."

I spat out a mouthful of water. Half the restaurant turned in my direction. My face was flushed red. I could hear Logan snickering; the smug asshole. I'd definitely have to make him pay for that one.

"Let's just order before we get too carried away," I suggested. I couldn't believe what a tease he was being. I guess a day without me stirred the sexual frustration in him. Certainly I would help him out with that problem later…

"Yes, sir." He mocked. I gave him a warning glare, but I had to admit, it was sexy to hear him address me as "sir".

"Hi, I'm Becca and I'll be taking care of you gentlemen tonight. Would you like to start off with an appetizer?"

"No, thank you, Becca," Logan said calmly. "I think I know what I want tonight. Sadly, it's not appropriate for the general public."

I spat my water again. Luckily, this time the glass wasn't far from my mouth so I just spat it back in. Our waitress looked at me and then back at Logan, clearly confused and not catching on to the innuendo. I dabbed my mouth dry with my napkin, slightly choking at the same time. I couldn't believe he was playing this game.

"Are you okay?" Our waitress concerned. "Is there anything I can get for you?"

"Just another glass of water, please," I wheezed in between my fits of coughing. I could feel Logan grinning from ear to ear. Yeah, he was definitely going to be punished.

We eventually ordered and ate our dinner. It was nice to be away from Rocque Records, the Palm Woods, and even our apartment. It was nice to have an intimate candlelit dinner with the one person I wanted to be with more than anyone else. During dessert, we played footsies under the table like we were kids again. Logan shared with me how his day went, and told me a few funny things that happened with him and Carlos. I shared with him my morning playing basketball with Carlos and the experience today shopping with James, but deliberately left out the bit about the rings. I patted my jean pockets to confirm they were still there and they were. I cleared my throat.

"So, you know I said—" I began.

"Wait! I'm sorry, Kendall, but can you hold that thought?" He interrupted. "I drank too much water; I have to pee really badly!" He announced bouncing in his seat like a child.

"Um, yeah I guess," I said slightly annoyed that he had to choose that particular moment to excuse himself.

"Ok, cool. Sorry, I'll be right back!" He shouted before dashing to the men's room. I sat there anxiously waiting for him to return, tapping my fork on the tabletop and bouncing my right leg up and down like a jackhammer. Then I had a thought and a smirk pulled at the corner of my mouth.

I zoomed past all the other tables in the restaurant and walked into the men's room. I quickly checked to make sure the room was empty. Logan didn't even notice I was behind him with his head bent down as he washed his hands. When he looked up into the mirror, I noticed he was genuinely startled.

"Kendall!" He gasped. I didn't say anything. The smile on my face said enough.

I flipped him over so he was face to face with me and kissed him hard. He began moaning as he gripped onto my shoulders. I dragged both of our bodies into the nearest stall, and slammed the door shut. I could feel myself stiffening, as well as Logan. Our hard members rubbed against each other through our clothed bodies. I continued to devour Logan's mouth, but Logan turned his face to the side, so I sucked on his neck.

"Not here, Kendall," He whimpered.

"Why not? It'll be hot."

"We should get back to our table," he protested.

"Who cares?" I mumbled, still nipping his neck. "And anyway, I'm getting you back for that little show you put out there earlier."

"Yeah, but not now…" He pleaded. He sounded so innocent. This only made me want him more.

"Oh, so you're all talk huh, Mitchell?" I provoked.

"I'm sorry, okay?" He whined. I began nibbling his earlobe. "Just not here… please…" he moaned. His head may have told him it was a bad idea, but his body was definitely saying something else. I groped him to prove my point.

"I think now's the perfect time." He let out a loud moan, but I quickly placed my finger on his lips to silence him.

"They're going to think we skipped out on the check," he reasoned.

"Don't worry about it. I'll be sure to leave a big tip," I assured. "Now are you ready for my big tip?" And with that, I undid Logan's belt and pants and removed them swiftly, while he started to unbuckle my belt. I aided him with my pants as I grew impatient. I dropped my pants to my ankles, and hoisted my boyfriend up against the wall, swiftly lined myself at his opening and slammed into him. He let out a loud moan—too loud. I had to shut him up with a hard kiss. Our tongues wrestled as he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me in.

"Oh, fuck yeah, Kendall…" he whimpered. I gripped the top of the stall with my left hand so tightly that I'm sure my knuckles turned white. I held him in place with my other hand, and continued to pump up and down into him. Logan wrapped his legs around my ass, forcing me into him deeper. It was hot, steamy, animalistic sex. All day I had wanted to make love to my boyfriend, and there we were, fucking in a bathroom stall.

"God, Logie… Feels so good…" I mumbled incoherently.

"Keep going! I'm almost there!"

"Me too!" I said as I pumped harder and more vigorously, grunting like a sex-crazed animal. Our moans were entirely too loud for a public place, but we were both lost in nirvana we didn't care. We were practically shouting less than family-friendly words back and forth. I thrust deeply into him a final time before exploding all my pent up frustration that had been building the entire day. My mouth flew open, accompanied by a guttural moan. Logan came almost immediately after seeing me come, spraying all over both our stomachs and even getting some on shirt. When we came down from our high, we met for a long drawn-out kiss. Our skins were sticky from sweat, and we tried to steady our breathing as we quickly got dressed. I felt the small circular objects in my pockets, and immediately realized I had forgotten the purpose of why I brought Logan here tonight. Oh well, I thought. I'll have plenty of time to give it to him tonight. I smiled to myself at the prospect. I then took off my cum-stained shirt and just wore my jacket, zipped up all the way. Before we left the men's room, I leaned in for another kiss.

"I love you," I proclaimed.

"I love you, too."

When we entered back into the dining area, our waitress and a bus boy were standing there, with a few nearby tables staring at us, all with their mouths wide open. They had obviously heard the noises coming from the men's room. Logan and I both exchanged looks and turned tomato red. I didn't know what to say. Any excuse would be an obvious lie, so I said the only thing I was able to think of in that moment: "Could I get the check, please?" Naturally, we got the hell out of there after we paid our bill and left a hefty tip, of course.

Logan and I laughed so hard as soon as we left Manelli's. At first, we only felt chagrin, but in hindsight it was actually hysterical. And at least now we were able to say we had sex in a restaurant bathroom. Logan and I laughed uncontrollably the entire way home.

"Did you see their reactions?" Logan asked, laughing so hard he was beginning to tear up.

"The best was the old lady, who was in mid-bite of her lasagna!" I burst out.

"Oh, man! I missed it! I was too busy noticing the busboy trying to pick up all the dishes he dropped out of shock!" I laughed so hard I thought I was going to keel over and die. And Logan laughed so hard he let out a snort, which only caused me to laugh harder. Tears were streaming down our faces, and I could barely breathe. I was actually elated the night was cold, because I was burning up inside.

We were still replaying everyone's reaction even when we made it back to the Palm Woods. We were bordering on being obnoxious, based on the looks Bitters and other people were giving us. We were on such a high we weren't fazed by any of it though. We laughed even into the elevator and into the hallway of our floor. I'm sure our neighbors weren't too pleased, but I couldn't remember having such a good time in a long time. I could barely turn my key into the door, because I was still shaking from all the laughing.

"Hurry up!" Logan snorted. I nearly doubled over in laughter again.

"I'm trying! It won't go in!" I complained, but still chuckling. Logan found this funny for some reason. It seemed like everything was funny tonight, as if we inhaled laughing gas. I finally turned the key successfully and pushed the door open. Then Logan and I froze. The laughing ceased completely. Suddenly, nothing was funny anymore.

So quickly the scene had changed. All of a sudden there seemed to be no oxygen left in the room. It felt like all the wind was knocked out of me, as I looked at the person standing before—a person who I once knew so well, but had forgotten.