Heat (chapter 10)
That's the night I discovered it, Logan's culinary expertise. Boy, that man could cook. His meals were some of the best I ever tasted. And I kept on happening to 'drop' by his place at dinner time every night.
"Logan, did anyone ever tell you, that if his whole journalist thang, don't quite check it with ya, you can become a chef." I had just finished another one on his delightful meals and was about to burst.
" Thanks Max, but I think I will stick to the whole, 'fight the downtrodden' journalist side for now. Maybe if I get sick of it, I'll turn to cooking" and he smiled with those white teeth, and blue eyes. His eyes were so …so ..sexy, especially the light stubble on his face, oh man what I wouldn't give to run my fingers along that stubble, hold up girl, wow, back it up, what's going on here?. What am I thinking? His my friend, my very good…sexy friend. Oh God, something weird is going on. Hormones, that's it. Teenage hormones, I guess I spent 18 years of my life not really being interested in guys, and now suddenly I meet a guy who I actually can talk to and the hormones kick in. Great . Now I know how my girlfriends feel when they say they are all hung up on a guy. Well I guess I am kinda 'normal' in a way, it is nice to know sometimes.
That night I could not get to sleep, I kept on having these….sexy dreams, very very sexy dreams. And then I would suddenly wake up in the middle of the night all hot, sweaty and flustered. And I had this weird craving to get up and go find a guy. I did not sleep well at all. When I finally went to work that morning, I wish I hadn't, practically every single guy I saw, I wanted to jump on. 'OK, if this what it feels like to be a teenager, I don't want to be one anymore, people don't give teenagers any credit, I mean spending 6 or 7 years of your life being hung up on people and then wanting to jump everyone on the opposite sex (or the same) is hard. Man, how the hell do my friends go through this?. I was actually thankfully to Manticore, that I didn't have to go through this like 'normal teenagers'. Something I am sure, I thought I would never say about Manticore.
By the first two hours of my shift I could not handle it anymore, I actually found my self 'flirting' with a guy twice my dad's age! yuck. I knew at that point, I better take a sick leave, and get the hell out of there before I do something I would have regretted.
I found myself riding to Logan's. When I reached the door and opened it I found him busy, at his computer as usual, things were going slow, he could not come up with any information on Manticore or Lydecker, in over four weeks, but he was persistent. I took two steps in and the scent of his after shave hit me, I think my effects were staring to be evident, my enhanced smelling abilities became apparent, as I took in his scent. Damn he smelt, good, real good. He looked good too, Especially that scruffy beard and those cute little glasses that made him look all sexy and intellectual. I walked up behind him, and bent over his shoulder to see what he was working on, but this was a bad idea, cause I smelt the shampoo he used and his scent, it just got to me. I then pictured my hands all over him and his all over me. I turned my face to look at him and he did the same we were 2 inches away from each other, I looked at him, all these thoughts came rushing through. And I moved in, all I thought about was his hands running down the spine of my back, and around my stomach, and my hands going through his hair. He did not say anything, I looked him in the eyes as I moved forward……
N/A: dun, dun, dunnnnn!!!!!!!!!! sorry you know I ain't going to give the story away like that to you without making your'll wait!!!!! ~evil grin~ sorry. keep wanting more, and I just might post another!
