Author's note:
Chapter Ten people! I'm not going to waste your time with a long note. I'm just going to let you read and I hope you enjoy it! :)
Happy reading!
I couldn't believe my eyes, I was so shocked. Colin and Odette. Together. On what seemed like a romantic date. At first I thought, "No, it's gotta be something else. Maybe it's not what it looks like". But then I took a closer look and I recognized the signs. I mean just until a few moments ago, I was on my own very romantic and very similar date. Odette and Colin were sitting across each other, both of them leaning over across the table, to be closer. There were the occasional touches on the hand, the intimate brush of Colin's fingers on her cheek, the goofy smiles on their faces, and their entwined legs under the table. This was a date, alright. No doubt about it.
I turned to look at Logan. He looked as shocked as I was, if not more. His eyes were shifting between Colin and Odette, but they stayed mostly on his best friend. There was a coldness in his eyes that I wasn't accustomed to see. I've only seen it when he was pissed about something, or when he was dealing with his family. It certainly wasn't a look I ever saw him give his friend. In all the years I've known them they've had not one or two fights. But they were always like an extension of their usual banter. I've never seen them truly mad at each other. Not like what Logan looked right about now. Logan tore his eyes away from Colin and looked at me. I could see the question in his eyes without him having to say it, "Did you know about this". I shook my head. I knew he knew the answer to that question already, but I saw in his gaze that he needed the reassurance.
"Come on." Logan said and offered his hand to me. I took it in a heartbeat and gave it a tight squeeze. He squeezed back and we strode off across the restaurant towards Colin and Odette's table.
Getting there took a lot shorter than I would have preferred. I tried to compose myself as best as I could in the few seconds that it took us. I was still confused by this new paring. The "how, when and where" of the situation were eating me up, and these days my brain was not in its top shape. Still, Logan looked and walked like he was getting ready for a battle, and I wanted to be able to run interference. He slowed us down a few steps away, before completely stopping in front of their table.
"Colin." Logan uttered in an ice cold tone. Colin looked up, his smile vanishing in an instant. His hand letting go of Odette's
"Logan." Colin jumped up from his chair. "What are you doing here?" He asked. His eyes and tone gave away hints of guilt. His gaze moved between me, Logan and Odette, who didn't look much better than Colin. Her eyes were wide, she stood in place not moving.
"What do you mean, Colin? If you're asking me what I'm doing in this restaurant the answer is easy, I'm having a nice meal with my girl. But if you're asking me what I'm doing here in general, like in London, I live here. Which is more than I can say about you." Logan stated, bitterness pouring from his tone. "So, tell me Colin. Why are you here? How come you didn't tell me that you are here? Oh, and where are you staying? You normally stay with me when you're in London, but considering I wasn't even aware that you are in town, I'm going to go out on a limb here and say that you are staying with her." Logan pointed a finger at Odette, without taking his icy stare off of Colin.
"Logan, this isn't…"
"What it looks like?" Colin stared to say, but Logan cut him off before he could finish. "Because it looks to me that my best friend is on a date with my ex-fiancée, and he didn't even had the courtesy to at least tell me about it, before I saw it with my own eyes." Logan said accusingly.
"We were going to tell you…" Colin started, but Logan cut him off again.
"Oh, so you are a "we"." He said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "That was fast." Logan spat out, his eyes darting towards Odette. Her brows furrowed together. An "Is he for real?" expression forming on her beautiful face. I understood why. Logan might want to take a good look of himself and his pregnant girlfriend in the mirror, before pointing fingers on who was the fastest here.
"Logan." I said quietly, tugging on his hand, hoping to get him to realize that he was starting to act like an ass, without having to say that into his face and causing a scene in the process. Though, one look around the restaurant told me that we were well on our way to do just that. With every passing second more and more heads were turning towards us to witness the show. I started fidgeting in my place. I hated being in the center of these types of situations.
"Logan, please let me explain!" Colin tried again. With pleading this time. Too bad it didn't have any effect on Logan. And too bad he hadn't caught my subtle signal that it was time to stop.
"Explain what? That my best friend has been sneaking behind my back and has been lying to me for god knows how long?" Logan raised his voice, and I saw more heads turning to look at us.
"Logan, please, it's not like that." Colin tried to reason, his voice raising a little too. I took another look around the room. Pretty much everybody was looking at us now. I felt something cool drip down my nostrils. Oh, great. A perfect timing for a snot to come out. I wiped my nose with the back of my hand, without even looking at it.
"Then what is it like? Please, enlighten me." Logan's tone was full of sarcasm.
"Logan, please! This is not the place." I said in a hushed tone. I really hoped he would listen to me. All this attention on us, and the scene we were causing, was making me feel all sick and sweaty. And my dripping nose didn't help. If only, it irritated me even more.
"Yes, Logan. Let's get out of here, and I will explain everything." Colin said, a hopeful smile starting to creep its way onto his face. "Rory is right. This is not the place." He said and turned his eyes on me. The small smile on his face dropping, fear I couldn't quite place gleaming out of his eyes. "Hey, are you okay?" He asked me, reaching his hand out to me.
"Yes, why?" Damn, was my discomfort with this public display so obvious?
"Honey, you're bleeding." Colin said.
"What?" I shrieked out. Logan's head snapped so fast toward me, for a moment there I thought he might have broken his neck.
"Ace?" There was an urgency in his voice now, that wasn't there a moment ago. His eyes were frantic. Odette went around her chair and took a step, coming closer to us. Logan's hands came up to my face and wiped under my nose. Why the hell was he wiping away my snot? I still couldn't understand what was going on. It was like my brain was working in slow motion. I looked down at his hands and they were red. Okay, that was weird. I looked at the hand I used to wipe my nose a minute before, it was also red. I felt more of that cool stuff dripping down my nose, and I used the hand that wasn't red to get it. Looking down at it after I wiped my nose I saw that it had gotten red too. And then I finally got it. The stuff coming down my nose was not a snot, it was blood.
"Logan." I whispered, my voice breaking. I looked terrified at my bloody hands. Then at his, as he wiped away more blood from my nose. Looking up, his eyes caught onto mine. His terrified gaze matched my own.
"Come here. Sit down." I let him and Colin maneuver me gently onto Colin's chair.
"I'll go find some napkins, or cotton, or whatever. Something to stop the bleeding." Colin said in a rushed tone. I saw the look he and Logan exchanged. Both of them worried, it seemed like they had an entire conversation in just this one look. Their previous fight and misunderstandings completely forgotten. For the moment.
"Here, use this." Odette appeared on my other side, handing me a snow white cloth napkin. "Can we get some ice here, please?" I heard her raising her voice and gesturing to one of the waiters.
"No, I don't want to get this all bloody. It will never wash off." I brushed it off.
"Ace, come on." Logan said exasperated. "I'll buy them a new one. A hundred even, if that will make you feel better." He said and snatched the napkin from Odette's hand, leaning on his knees before me. He folded and twisted the napkin a few times before putting it under my nose.
"Lean your head back." Odette said applying pressure on my forehead, tilting my head back. "Not so much. Just a little." She said after nearly put my head in horizontal position. "We don't want you swallowing the blood and choking on it. We just want to keep your shirt clean." She chuckled, but I looked at her like she was crazy. Choking? Was she serious?
"Here." Colin said coming back to table and placing a First-Aid Kit on it. He rummaged through it for a few seconds. "Here, use this." Colin said, pulling out a couple of nosebleed plugs and handing them Logan.
Logan took the once oh so white and beautiful cloth napkin form me and tossed it in all its bloody glory on the table. "Lean back." I did and he stuck the plugs up my nose. Once in their place I started to straighten my head up. "No, no, no. Tilt your head back. Stay like that for a moment." Logan ordered and put a hand on the back of my neck. "That's it." He murmured softly. Logan gently brushed a few strands of hair away from my face. I looked at him and he smiled at me lovingly. The smile didn't reach his worried eyes though. Next to him Colin stood with and equally worried eyes.
The waiter came back with an ice bucket and placed it on the table.
"Thank you." I heard Odette say.
"Is the miss alright?" The waiter asked.
"She will be just fine." Odette answered him with her million dollar smile. The waiter gave her a little nod before retreating to where he came from. She sounded oddly calm.
I on the other hand was anything but calm. I was big on research, and I have read a lot about pregnancy. But nothing I've read so far had said anything about nosebleeds. And I have never been one of those people who'd get them, I knew there were a lot of them. There was this girl on the Obama campaign all those years ago, we were kind of close, we didn't keep in touch, but I remember her being a regular nosebleeder. If that is even a word. And I knew a single nosebleed wasn't that big of a deal, but I couldn't help the creeps of fear tingling up my spine. And the worried look on Logan's face didn't help. Out of the two of us he was the one who was calm when the storm hit. He was the one keeping control over the situation. But his wide worried eyes were not the calming force he had always been to me and what I needed right now.
"I'm scared." I whispered.
"I know, Ace." Logan said, brushing his fingers through my hair. I waited for him to tell me that it was all going to be fine, but he didn't. And that is how I knew that he was just as scared as I was.
"You're going to be fine Rory. Just a little nosebleed. It's nothing to be scared about." Odette chimed in, in the same calming tone she used to talk to that waiter. I looked over to her and found that in the few moments that had past, she had been busy pulling out ice from the bucket and wrapping it in another white cloth napkin. "Do you know on which side is the nosebleed?" She asked turning to me.
"Left I think." I said, recollecting that that was the side I felt the blood dripping.
"I'm going to put ice on your nose. It's going to constrict your blood vessels and stop the bleeding faster." I gave Odette an incredulous look. The boys didn't seem to be surprised by her knowledge on nosebleeds and what stops them, so I had to wonder was I the only one missing something here? Odette took notice of my confused look and smiled at me. "I went to medical school. I don't practice, but I completed my general medicine residency."
"Oh. I didn't know that." I said quietly, completely stunned by Odette's revelation.
"Most people don't." She responded with a sweet smile.
"How are you feeling? Dizzy, sick? Anything like that?" Logan asked and I turned my eyes back to him.
"No, nothing like that." I shook my head gently, careful not jostle the ice and the plugs in my nose too much. Logan smiled lovingly at me and I felt one of his hands onto my belly. I smiled back at him and put my free hand over his. And just like that I felt all the nervousness and fear drain away. All it took was just this one touch. But in it, I found everything I need. Which was, once again, his assurance that we were in this together. No matter what.
"Oh, my." I heard Odette gasp. I turned my head and saw her shocked look glued to mine and Logan's joined hands on my belly. It didn't take a genius to understand the meaning of that gesture, and by the look on Odette's face she had figured it out. Smart woman, indeed. "And you want to talk about moving fast. Wow, that's rich." Ouch. Sassy Odette. But in her defense, Logan had that coming.
"It was a surprise. We didn't plan it." Logan explained.
"No, it's fine. Don't worry about it." Odette brushed him off with a wave, but I could see that she wasn't really comfortable with the situation.
An awkward silence fell upon our table, neither one of us knowing what to say. We just sat there for a few minutes until I was pretty sure that the bleeding had stopped. I straightened up in my chair and removed the ice. I also removed the plugs and gently wiped under my nose, just to make sure there was no more blood.
Clearing her throat before speaking, and successfully breaking the silence between our foursome, Odette said: "Just so you know, nosebleeds are quite common during pregnancy, so you don't have to worry. It's just your blood vessels expanding and your increased blood supply putting more pressure on them. The vessels are quite delicate in the nose. But if the nosebleeds do get worse and substantially more frequent, you should talk to your OB about it."
"Thank you." I said, offering her an equal parts of grateful and apologetic smile. I couldn't even begin to imagine how she felt right about now. Finding out that your ex-fiancé's girlfriend was pregnant just a little over two months after you two broke up, had to be tough. And yet she was handling herself pretty damn well.
"Are you ready to go?" Logan asked, brushing a strand of hair behind my ear.
"Yeah." I said and took the hand he offered me, getting up.
"Hey, Logan. Can we talk?" Colin asked Logan.
"Not now." Logan said briskly and I saw Colin's saddened face, from his reply. "Later." He added. Colin's eyes lit up again and the smallest of smiles touched his lips.
"Sure." He said, patting Logan on the shoulder.
"I'm really sorry for ruining your night." I said my eyes shifting between Colin and Odette.
"Don't worry about it." Colin smiled at me. "I'll see you later?" He asked and I nodded with a smile of my own. "Great." He said coming to me and kissing me on the cheek.
After that we quickly said our goodbyes and Logan escorted us out of the building.
Logan didn't say a word after we left the restaurant. I could see he was going through the evening in his head over and over again, but that was about it. His expression was closed off, so I couldn't read him. I knew that he had a tough day and seeing Colin with Odette didn't help. The million dollar question was, was he upset because Colin didn't tell him he was seeing someone, or because Colin didn't tell him he was seeing Odette. If the latter was the reason there were of course a few follow up questions that came to mind. Was this some kind of bro code that Colin broke, or was Odette the problem, and her moving on? And if her moving on was the problem then why was that? Was it because she moved on with his best, or because she moved on at all. And again if the latter was the problem, did that mean that he was regretting breaking up with Odette in the first place?
I was driving myself crazy with all this questions, and to be honest I didn't even know why. I mean I knew Logan loved me and he wanted to be with me. Seriously, the man told me so every single day. Multiple times a day. But still, there was this little tiny insecure voice inside my head that told me otherwise. And I hated it. I wanted to murder that voice, but somehow the bitch kept escaping my claws drawing her out to her death. Which meant I was stuck with that stupid voice in my head until Logan felt like talking and chased all my worries away. The bad news was that he didn't seem like he was about to do that anytime soon.
I was a nervous wreck by the time we got back to the apartment. I was trembling all over, but I was doing my best to hide it from Logan. He was worried about me enough as it is. He was keeping me close to his body, hands all over me and his eyes were checking me over every couple of minutes. That nosebleed gave us both quite a scare. I was relieved when Odette told me that it was normal and nothing to worry about, but still once in the car I checked with Google. All of the articles that came up told me exactly what Odette had said, so that was good. But I was still going to check in with my new London doctor that Dr. Rose recommended next week on my second doctor's appointment.
We went through our evening routine without speaking. Logan was brushing his teeth in front of the mirror in the bathroom, still wet from his recent shower with only a towel wrapped around his waist. I was leaning on the doorframe freshly out of the shower myself, my hair damp, my body clad in a skimpy pale pink pajama shorts and matching button down shirt with long sleeves. I was looking at him and the questions I wanted to ask him were burning on the tip of my tongue, but somehow I wasn't able to form the right words. I didn't know what the best way to approach the subject was.
"Logan, will you please talk to me? Because I'm kind of losing my mind over here." I finally blurted out.
Logan wiped the water off his face and looked at me. "What are you talking about?" He asked a little dumbfounded.
"Look, I know that you are upset about Colin and Odette, and I know that you've had a rough day, and believe me when I tell you that I am completely aware of the fact that this is in no way about me, but here I am feeling insecure about why are you so upset with your best friend, and making it all about me in the process. And I'm really sorry about that, but I can't help it." I felt a single tear fall down my face.
"Ace." Logan whispered sympathetically and took a step closer to me.
"I'm really sorry, but my mind is all over the place and is going everywhere between you being angry at Colin because his relationship with Odette broke some kind of idiotic bro code, and you being angry because she moved on and you regret your choice about breaking up with her in the first place." I was talking a hundred miles a minute, like only a Gilmore girl could. My teary rant was also quickly turning into "angry at myself" rant. "And I know that's crazy, because you love me and I love you, and you have never given me any reason to doubt you, but I like I said, I'm crazy. And brace yourself buddy, because if my calculations are right I'm about to get even crazier. This cute little monsters inside me are wreaking havoc as well on my emotions as they are about to do on my body, and like I said is only going to get worse. So hold on to your hat, sailor, because the next seven month are going to be a very bumpy ride." Somewhere along the way his sympathetic look had turned amused. He was smiling widely at me and was trying hard to hold onto his laughter. "And now you're laughing at me. Great!" I exclaimed exasperated, two angry tears falling down my face.
"Ace…" Logan prolonged, coming to me with a laugh. He wiped my tears with his thumbs and put his hands on the sides of my face. "You're not crazy, you're just pregnant. And I am more than all in for that bumpy ride. You know that, right?" His eyes were pinning me down with such loving intensity, I could only nod and let a few more fall down. He wiped those away too. "And I'm not regretting my choice to end my engagement with Odette. I'm happy that she has moved on and found somebody that she wants to be with. Same goes for Colin. They both deserve to be happy, and if they found that happiness in each other that is fine by me. I just wish he would have told me, and not lied to me about it for god knows how long." Just like I originally thought, before that stupid voice in my head got the better of me. Stupid hormones. I released the breath I hadn't realized I was keeping ever since we saw Colin with Odette in the restaurant with a heavy sigh. Logan pressed his forehead to mine. I breathed in his heavenly scent and used it as a center for my scattered emotions. "Hey…" He whispered, pulling away from me, just an inch, so he can once again pierce me with his beautiful brown eyes. "Do you have any idea how happy I am right now? How happy I have been this past month that we have been back together again? How happy I am to start this new chapter of my life with you? And do you have any idea how happy you make me?" Oh, boy. I was on the verge of sobbing. Damn this man that could turn me into a mushy ball of feelings. He was doing this to me ever since the moment I met him. And this time I couldn't even blame the stupid hormones, it was just him. And his love.
"God, I love you! I love you like you don't have the slightest idea just how much." I said to him in an adoring whisper, my hand moving between us to caress his lips.
"I love you too, Ace! Like you don't have the slightest idea how much." He said with that arrogant smirk of his, I loved so much. I laughed through my tears and kissed him like my life depended on it.
And at this moment I really think it did depend on it. My hands wrapped greedily around his body and began to franticly explore all the parts of him they already knew by heart. Logan on the other hand, buried the fingers of one of hands into my hair and circling my waist with the other he pressed my body tightly to his. Fire erupted inside me. The feeling of his hands on my body, his lips on mine and his tongue inside my mouth was driving me insane. But this wasn't like the bad "insecure of myself" insane, this was a very good and hot as hell insane.
With slow steps and hands going up and down my back, Logan maneuvered us into the bedroom. I felt my legs brushing against the edge of the bed. Pulling on his shoulders I lowered us onto the mattress. Logan's hands went to the front of my shirt quickly getting the little white buttons undone. Every single touch of hands on my naked skin left goosebumps on its path, and pretty soon I felt like the entire upper part of my body was on fire. I wanted to get rid of the few pieces of fabric that separated us. With frenzied motions I tugged on the towel around his waist and threw the offensive garment on the floor. I felt Logan's hand going up caressing my middle, my breasts, reaching my shoulders. I straightened myself on my elbows, arching my back, so he could slide the top of my silky pajamas off. And just as he was doing that, the doorbell rang.
"Seriously!" Logan snapped angry-like, tearing his mouth away from mine. I plopped down on the bed with a frustrated sigh.
"Damn it." I whispered as the doorbell rang again. I looked at Logan. He looked like a kid whose dessert just got eaten right under his nose. I would have laughed at his expression, except in this case I was the dessert and I wanted to be eaten. By him. But whoever was on the door he was refusing to give up and leave, because the doorbell rang yet again. With a heavy and incredibly unhappy sigh I pushed Logan off me. "You put on some pants, I'm going to get the door." I got up from the bed and padded out of the bedroom.
On my way to the door I buttoned up my shirt. I doubted that whoever was on the other side of that door had signed up for a floor show as well. Reaching the door I took one last look at myself, making sure I didn't miss any buttons, before opening it. Opening the door, I was genuinely surprised of who was on the other side of it.
"Colin!" I exclaimed stunned. He was the last person I expected to see here tonight, especially since it was getting pretty close to midnight. Okay, maybe there could have been a few other people whose visit would have surprised me more like Shira, or Mitchum, or Bobby even. But considering two out of those three weren't even on the same continent that would have been tricky to pull off. And as for Bobby, as far as I knew she had more important stuff to fill her free time with. After all her husband was one of the hottest football players in all of Europe. An out for that matter. But all of that was beside the point right now. I turned my attention back to Colin. "What are you doing here?" I asked him.
"Can I come in?" He asked in a small voice, sounding quite unsure of himself. Not something you see that often in Colin.
"Sure." I said and invited him in.
"I'm sorry to show up so late. I hope I didn't wake you." He looked nervous. He was fidgeting, hands in his pants pockets and looking anywhere but at me.
"It's fine, you didn't." I said with an easy smile, trying to make him feel more at ease. And he sure didn't interrupt our sleep. I could have told him what he did interrupt, but I seriously doubted that would make him feel any better.
"Is Logan here?" Kind of a stupid question considering it was his apartment and it was so late in the evening, but I wasn't about to point that out.
"I'm here." Logan voice filled the room, he himself appearing around the corner from the bedroom. And he was nice enough to me and my unsatisfied state to put not only some pants on, but also a T-shirt, thank god. Otherwise, it would have been way to distracting for me to have him so near me, partially naked, and not being able to touch him. Or at least not the way I wanted to right now. Though if I had to be honest that fitted white T-shirt he was wearing, did things to my already tingling from thoughts of him body as well.
"Can we talk?" Colin's question pulled me out of my slightly impure thoughts. "I know it's late, but I couldn't just go back to my hotel without talking to you about this first."
"Well, you went a lot longer that one night without talking to me about this before tonight, so I don't exactly see the problem here." Logan replied sarcastically.
"I deserved that." Colin admitted quietly.
"Yeah, you did." Was all Logan said in response. Neither one of them said anything for a few moments after that, and it wasn't my place to talk and break the silence. This was between the two of them. "Why didn't you just tell me?" Logan finally asked exasperated.
"Logan, I…" Colin tried to say something, but words just didn't come out of his mouth. He brushed a hand through his hair, his eyes shifting between Logan, me and every piece of furniture around the apartment.
"Why don't I leave you guys alone for a minute?" I offered and started to walk away. I thought that maybe Colin would feel less nervous if he just talked to Logan.
"No, Rory it's fine." Colin said just I was passing by Logan, who reached and grabbed my hand, effectively pinning me in my place beside him.
"How long has this thing between you and Odette been going on?" Logan asked his best friend.
"About a month." Colin replied quietly. Logan nodded grimly.
"Were you two together when we saw each other in New York last month?"
"Yes." Colin's reply to this question came even quieter than the previous one.
"So, not only have you been lying to me for a month, you also lied to my face a few weeks ago. That's just great, Colin. Fucking great." Logan tried to brush it off with a snide laugh, but I felt the anger and hurt fuming out of him.
"Logan, I didn't mean to. I just…" Colin trailed off.
"You just what, Colin? What did you think was going to happen? What did you think I was going to say to you? That I don't approve, that you need to break up? You know better than that!"
"No, I…" Colin interrupted, but Logan didn't let him finish whatever he was about to say.
"What? You don't know better than that?" Logan asked, the snide back in his voice.
"No, I do know better. It's just…" Colin tried once again.
"Just what? You've been saying that just for about a hundred time know. Just spit it out already." Logan pushed.
"It's weird, okay." Colin finally said, his arms spreading wide in the air, his shoulders going up in a shrug.
"Weird?" At the look of pure shock on Logan's face, Colin's arms fell lifeless beside his body. He stuffed his hands back in his pockets, his eyes going down to the floor. "Weird how?" Logan asked him.
"She was your fiancée, man. I never expected to fall for her, but it happened. And I didn't know how to tell you that." Colin explained.
"So, you're falling for her?" Logan asked, not much less shocked than he was just a minute ago.
"I don't know. Maybe, maybe not. But I like her. She's smart, she's beautiful." Colin said, still looking at the floor.
"I know that." Logan nodded in agreement with Colin's opinion of Odette. I felt a pang of jealousy in my stomach, but I couldn't disagree with assessment. She was smart, and she sure as hell was beautiful.
"She makes me laugh." Colin admitted with a small affectionate smile. "Well, he's a goner", I thought to myself.
"You should have told me from the start." Logan stated.
"I know. And I'm sorry." Colin said, looking into his friends eyes for the first time in a while.
"I'm happy for you, and her, but you shouldn't have kept it from me." Logan said, staring Colin down.
"I know." Colin nodded. "I'm really sorry." He said after a brief pause.
"I know you are." Logan acknowledged, small smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
"Are we cool?" Colin asked after a few moments of silence. I bit my lip trying not to laugh. What was it with guys and their unwillingness to ask each other point and blank, fair and square, "Will you forgive me?", instead of hiding behind whatever version of it Colin just used. Men were stupid.
"We're cool." Logan said. My stupid man and his stupid best friend stood across each other, feeling uncomfortable. In a few seconds Logan let go of my hand took a small step toward Colin. Colin stepped forward and two of them gave each other a stiff hug with a pat on the back. I chuckled under my breath, or so I thought, but they heard me and both looked at me frowning.
"Sorry." I said with a smile that clearly stated that I was not sorry, but they weren't about to pick a fight with the pregnant lady, so I figured I was safe.
"I'm going to get out of here, leave you guys to your night." Colin said taking a step towards the front door. "I'll talk to you tomorrow?" He asked Logan.
"Sure." He responded and Colin gave him a nod.
"Bye, Rory." Colin said, walking to me, putting his and on my upper arm and giving me a kiss on the cheek. "Take care of my nephews." He said and caressed my belly with a warm smile on his face. When he looked up at me I saw a strain in his gaze. It hit me then that my bloody nose didn't just scare the crap out of me and Logan.
"I will." I smiled back at him and squeezed the hand on my belly lightly.
He walked to the door and opened it. Turning back he smiled at us again. "Good night."
"Good night." Logan and I both said to Colin, before he closed the door behind him.
Wrapping his hands around my waist Logan turned me to him. "Shall we continue where we left off?" He asked with a husky voice, his lips close to mine.
"Please!" Was all the confirmation he needed from me.
So, what do you think? Did you get the answers you were looking for about Odette and Colin? I promise I'm going to elaborate on how exactly those two got together in the next or maybe the chapter after that. Until then, I hope what you got in this one was enough for now. Thank you for sticking with me and your reviews and feedback are always highly appreciated! Until next time. :)