The day that followed

Veronica

I had never been a morning person, especially when I was comfortable. And that I was. My head was nestled against a firm but comfortable chest and an arm was wrapped snuggly around my back. The covers were resting low, only barely concealing my ass, but the heat radiating off Logan was enough to keep me comfortably warm.

When I had stirred from the depths of my sleep, it had taken me a few moments for my surroundings to sink in. The memories of the previous evening came back and the ache of my body reminded me of how it had ended. I was unable to contain the grin that broke out. To say Logan was an attentive lover would be putting it mildly. He made sure I was satisfied before chasing his own pleasure, and he satisfied me more than once. His fingers and tongue were a dangerous combination that would be very easily something a girl could get used too. But it was something I knew could only be temporary.

Logan's heart—I knew—was captured by Lilly. I knew we shared an attraction for one another, the kisses we had shared and the sex made it hard to deny that. Spending time with Logan was as easy as breathing but just because we clicked didn't mean it was going to go any further than two friends having some fun together. I hadn't planned on going any further than kissing Logan—initially that hadn't been part of my plan at all—but after meeting Lilly and seeing her in action, I knew that it was going to take something more than a girl on Logan's arm to wake her the fuck up. Her reaction was enough to tell me that she got the message so I wouldn't be surprised to see things finally move in a better direction for them. And if we both got to blow off some steam and enjoy our summer while he waited for her, it would be a happy memory I could always look back on.

In the short time I'd know Logan, I knew he was special. One of a kind. It was corny, I know, but I wanted him to be happy. And if Lilly would make him happy then I hoped that Lilly would sort her shit out and make it work with him. They definitely had a lot to work on besides choosing to be fully committed, but that commitment would be the best start for them.

My full bladder is what made me slide from Logan's arms. He slept deeply as I moved across the room to the bathroom. My reflection made me laugh, so once I had used the toilet, I scrubbed my face and brushed my hair before twisting it up in a messy bun. I looked a little more human. Logan hadn't even moved when I stepped back into the bedroom, but my stomach growled. The alarm clock told me it was only nine, so it was the perfect time to get some room service—perhaps food would wake him up.

I sat on the edge of the bed and perused the menu before calling room service.

"Room service, how many I assist you?"

The mattress shifted beneath me as Logan rolled over. "Can I please place an order for room 1442."

"Certainly, miss. What would you like?"

"Can I get a continental box, a cheese omelette, and the buttermilk pancakes. Can we also get a jug of orange juice and some coffee too."

"Very good, miss. We will have it up with thirty minutes."

"Great, thanks."

As I placed the down down Logan's hand slid around my waist. "I hope you plan to share all of that with me." He pressed a kiss to my shoulder blade.

"Oh, were you hungry?" I smirked. "I'm sure you can call back to get something else."

He chuckled against my shoulder. "Well, I don't need to necessarily have food for breakfast."

"Is that so?"

He nodded.

"What did you have in mind?" I glanced over my shoulder at him. Logan angled his head so he could look me in the eye. His eyes were filled with desire but also a peace I hadn't ever really seen before. He also looked incredibly relaxed.

"Well, there are a number of things we could try." His arm tightened around me and he pulled my back flush against his chest. "For instance, have you ever watched yourself cum before?" His voiced dropped low, his teeth nipped at my throat. "I could bend you over the bathroom sink and you could watch yourself cum all over my cock."

I had to swallow the lump in my throat and clench my legs together as his spoke. Just the image of what he wanted to do was enough to make my body shiver.

"Or maybe I could just angle it just right and you could watch from the bed in that mirror over there."

I glanced at the mirror that stood in the corner by the foot of the bed.

Logan let out a soft chuckle. "Would you like that?" His hands flexed on my hips as he shifted, but before he moved too far I stood up. Logan stilled on the bed, his hands sliding from my hips. I turned around to face him and placed my hands on his shoulders.

I had nothing against any of Logan's ideas, but he had controlled everything the night before. He'd pleasured me until I was screaming and I was a strong believer that sex should always be equal.

"I have a better idea." I pressed against his shoulders and after a moment he allowed me to press him down onto the mattress. "Not that you're ideas sound bad," I climbed up onto the bed and placed my knees on either side of his tights, "in fact, both need to be something that we revisit at a later time." I settled myself down on his knees. His half hard—yet growing harder—cock was standing before me.

Logan cleared his throat. "And what idea did you have?"

I tilted my head to the side and smiled sweetly as I trailed my fingers down his stomach to the base of his cock. "Last night you were oh so attentive to me. I think it might be time that I return the favour."

Logan's nose flared as my hand wrapped around his length and I gave a soft tug. He groaned. "It's definitely not a bad idea."

I kept my movements smooth and steady. I didn't want to rush the job, I wanted to bring Logan to the edge and keep him there for a little bit of time. My tugs were firm but not too rough, swift but not too fast. Logan's mouth fell open and a series of moans and groans followed. But just as his breathing increased I stopped. His eyes snapped to me as I lowered my head and guided his cock into my mouth.

"Fuck!"

The single word from his mouth made me smile around his cock. I sucked slightly on the tip before taking in more of his length. I continued on with keeping Logan on the edge of falling off. I bobbed my head and applied just enough suction to make him almost squirm beneath me.

"Veronica," he moaned. He lifted one of his hands to cup the back of my neck. His fingers slid into my hair pulling on a few strands. "Oh, fuck."

Taking Logan as deep as I could, I increased my speed. My head continued to bob, his hand guided me up and down, and as I would reach the tip I would pause sucking on the tender tip before swallowing him again.

I felt his cock flex on my tongue and the taste of his salt sperm took over in my mouth, he was close.

His other hand gripped the sheets beside him, his fingers tightened their grip on the back of my head, and his hips rocked up to meet me. "Fuck, almost…" As the words stumbled from his lips, his whole body seemed to shake as the first shot of cum filled my mouth. I quickly relaxed my throat and took the hot liquid down, pulling myself up to just hold the tip of his cock between my lips as I swallowed his cum.

Logan's whole body sagged into the bed, satisfied. He stared at the ceiling, panting, as I released his cock with a small pop.

I ran my tongue over my lips and then said, "Now that, was a good breakfast."

Logan's eyes flickered to mine and he smirked. "I've got plenty more if you're up for seconds."

I giggled as a firm knock sounded at the door. "While I could definitely go for seconds, I think our proper food has arrived."

Logan

I was screwed. That was the only way I could look at the situation I found myself in.

I hadn't started my morning thinking I was screwed, in fact, the morning had started out perfectly.

Waking up to find Veronica there with me had been amazing. The first thing I wanted when I saw her sitting on the side of the bed was for her to look at me. I wanted to look into her eyes and lose myself just for a moment. The second thing was kiss her. And the third thing…well, the third thing was a number of things that I wanted to repeat over and over again.

Veronica had surprised me though by returning the favour, as she had later explained. And I was definitely not going to say no to any form of sexual reciprocation but it hadn't been necessary. But it was only just the beginning of our morning.

The arrival of food had interrupted any further sexual actions for the moment and we moved out to sit at the table to enjoy the spread Veronica had ordered. We halved most of the food…well, some of it. I kept forgetting how much food someone so small could eat, it was kind of a turn on watching her enjoy her food.

After breakfast, we barely made it back to the bed, where we stayed until almost noon. I would have been happy to stay longer expect a Veronica got a phone call from Meg Manning wanting to hang out. Veronica had gone over the story of meeting Meg and it seemed the two had clicked and had developed quiet the budding friendship. And while I was glad Veronica had other friends, I was disappointed our bubble had been popped.

We both showered and dressed, me in my suit from the night before, Veronica in a change of clothes, before we said our goodbyes. And the goodbye itself had surprised and confused me thoroughly.

Veronica walked me to the door and leant against it as I stepped through. I paused in the hall to turn back to her and said, "I was thinking we could do dinner tomorrow?"

Veronica tilted her head. "Not tomorrow, I have plans with my grandparents."

"Oh, when's best for you then?"

She shrugged. "Um, I'll let you know."

I frowned slightly as she smiled at me and stepped out to kiss my cheek.

"Bye, Logan."

I forced a smile in response. "Yeah, bye."

Once the door was closed and I was walking towards my own room I felt uneasy, like I had been rejected in a way. I knew that we had never shared any type of conversation that would make it seem that this was something more than what we had been before we'd kissed the night before, but hadn't that kissed changed something. Especially after I kissed her again in the room and then she kissed me again also.

I felt a little ridiculous actually as I walked down the hall. Veronica must have seen it all as a one night stand, two friends just hooking up for fun, and here I was feeling like a kicked dog. I'd even tried to make a date with her and she'd shot me down.

Once I made it into the suite, I walked into my bathroom and stared at myself in the mirror and an idiot looked back at me. The two girls that mean something to me couldn't get away from me fast enough. Lilly, she was my first real love, the girl that no other girls compared too and Veronica, my friend, was helping me make it work properly with her. Except, one girl did compare to Lilly. Veronica did. She was the first girl I'd ever met that competed in my mind with Lilly.

I hadn't thought about Lilly for a second since we left that party. Veronica had consumed me completely. Did I love her? I wasn't sure, but I certainly felt like I could love her. Which takes me back to the part about being screwed, because how was I supposed to chose between Lilly and Veronica.

What didn't help was the phone call I received that afternoon. My mum had organised a late checkout and around 3 o'clock we were in the car and heading back to Neptune. We were almost back to the house when Duncan called me.

"Hey, man, what's up?" I answered.

"Hey, man. Have you heard from Lilly today?" Duncan asked.

I frowned. "No, not since last night. Why? Everything okay?"

He sighed. "She isn't in her hotel room and no one has seen her since the party last night. The only thing we've been able to find out is that she left with an older guy, but no one actually knows who he is."

I pressed my hand into my forehead. I couldn't help but wonder if Veronica and I had pushed her to lash out. She'd been all over the guy on the dance floor but had stormed off on her own after the kiss. I had assumed she'd just gone to lick her wounds.

"Crap, I'll try calling her and see if she'll answer," I said.

"Thanks, man. I'll let you know if we hear from her."

Mum asked, "Is everything okay?"

I shook my head. "No one can get a hold of Lilly."

Mum pursed her lips. "Well, after last nights behaviour I would suggest they check with the local police."

"What do you mean?"

"She was intoxicated and started accusing one of the waiters of stealing from her. When it became clear she was lying, as the said stolen item was still in her purse, she tried to hurt the poor guy. I wouldn't be surprised if she was arrested for assault."

I felt confused. "When did all this happen? I don't remember any sort of argument or fight."

Mum smirked. "I think you and Veronica we a little busy to notice," she chuckled.

I'd never felt embarrassed about PDA before, but for the first time, I blushed at my mother's words. I sent Duncan a quick text with Mum's suggestion before trying to ring Lilly. All I got was her voicemail. I tried a few more times but it wasn't long before I received the notification that her voicemail was full.

As we pulled up to the house I felt sick.

Veronica

Meg was a great distraction from the trail of thoughts that had plagued me since I left the hotel…no, since I said goodbye to Logan. Had I panicked, maybe a little. Everything had felt fine up until I realised that we would have to leave the hotel room and face the world beyond.

I had to remind myself that Logan was in love with Lilly. The whole point of their first kiss was to wake up Lilly. Having sex with Logan needed to just be a one time thing—even if it was technically more than once—that two friends could look back on and remember fondly. It was nothing more. Right?

Meg was great at keeping me from having to work that out. Her phone call had broken me from the bubble that Logan and I had encased ourselves in. I would have happily remained tangled up in the bedsheets with him for the rest of the day, but Meg's call had been a begging plea I couldn't ignore.

In the time I'd spent with Meg over the last few weeks, I'd gotten to know her pretty well. She had explained a lot more about her family and I had put the dots together and realised that Meg's parents were a lot more than just strict. They sounded crazy. And it seemed her sister was determined to make them lose their minds. To get away from all of the craze that was her family, Meg had begged for a friend to distract her. And I was happy to be that friend. It also just happened to be a bonus that she too was distracting me.

I met her out for lunch first. She picked a small Chinese restaurant that was right along the beach and afterwards she asked if we could stop by a florist so she could get some flowers for her youngest of her sisters.

As we stepped inside the florist we were greeted with the rich smells of fresh flowers. Meg smiled widely as she spotted a tub full of yellow sunflowers.

"Oh, Grace will love these," exclaimed Meg.

"They are gorgeous," I said.

"I wonder how much for a dozen. I'll be right back." Meg walked through the florist to find someone to help, leaving me to wander through the flowers. As I reached one side of the store, I leant down to smell the white daises and through the window spotted a familiar blonde standing outside.

Lilly was standing on the edge of the footpath looking at her phone. She looked frustrated as she typed furiously before shoving her phone into her pocket. I hadn't seen Lilly since she stormed off the dance floor. And the girl before me looked like she'd had a long night.

Through the window, Lilly looked up and locked eyes with me. Her eyes widened for a moment before she dropped her shoulders and frowned at me. It seemed that me kissing Logan hadn't impressed her. Not that I really cared what Lilly thought of me, I just hope that it knocked some sense in her head.

I offered Lilly a smile and a wave, one she did not return. Instead she took off and disappeared from my view.

I turned back to the flowers as Meg appeared with a wrapped bouquet of sunflowers. "Are you ready?" she asked.

I nodded.

We headed out of the florist only to find Lilly standing just to the side. "Meg!" she cried, "what pretty flowers."

Meg smiled warmly at Lilly, reminding me that they were friends. "Thanks, I got them for Gracey."

Lilly grinned. "I'm sure she'll love them." Her eyes flickered towards me. "Oh, I'm sorry I don't think we've met."

I contained my eye roll. This was the game she wanted to play. "Oh, we definitely have."

She smooched her lips together and tilted her head back and forth. "Hmmm, I'm sorry. I don't remember you."

"Really?" I tilted my head.

She shrugged and shook her head.

"Oh, well. I guess that what's you get when you consume too much alcohol in an evening and get yourself escorted out of the gala."

She frowned. "I wasn't escorted out. I left. The gala was a drag. And how would you know? You were too busy throwing yourself all over Logan."

"So you do remember me? Isn't that interesting."

Meg glanced between Lilly and I looking a little bewildered.

"Look here, you…"

Meg stepped between us. "Okay, enough. Lilly, are you okay?"

Lilly huffed. "I'm fine." She stuck her finger at me. "You need to stay away from Logan, he's mine."

"Yeah, no. Logan is a person, not property, and if he wants to hang out then we will."

Her mouth popped open and she slammed down a foot. "Do you know who you are talking too?"

"Yes, I do. And what I see is just an insecure girl who thinks the only way to keep a guys attention is to make him jealous and throw herself at any guy she finds."

She scoffed. "You will regret that."

"Oooo." I held up my hands.

"Seriously, stop!" snapped Meg. She frowned at both of us.

"Meg, you seriously need to watch who you hang out with," sneered Lilly.

"No, Lilly, you need to calm down. Why are you getting so worked up? You broke up with Logan. He is allowed to spend time with other girls."

Lilly flushed and she clenched her hands up. "No…he…he can't."

I watched as a wave of what I could only describe as grief washed over Lilly's face. Her eyes went back and forth between Meg and I before she turned and rushed off down the footpath towards the beach.

Meg's head turned towards me, and she looked at me with a deep frown. "What was that?"

I sighed. "She needs to be taken down a peg. The way she treats Logan is not okay."

Meg's frown softened. "That may be, but two wrongs don't make a wrong. I thought you were better than that."

I dropped my shoulders and sighed. Meg was right. I had become protective over Logan, I didn't like the way Lilly talked about him and how she seemed to think she could control him. But I probably took it a little too far.

"You're right," I said. "I just hate the way she talks about Logan."

"I know, but Logan needs to stand up for himself. But you also don't know Lilly. While she may seem like she has it all, she doesn't exactly have what you would call supportive parents. She acts the way she does for a reason. Maybe you should give her a chance as well."

"I've met girls like Lilly before."

"Probably. And sometimes Lilly can be a spoiled brat, but that isn't the whole picture."

I couldn't disagree. I didn't know Lilly. All I had knew was what Logan had told me and from the brief interactions we had. But there was probably a lot more going on. My main concern had been Logan, Lilly had become the problem in my mind but maybe it would better—for both of them—if I actually tried to understand Lilly too.

Logan

My phone rang at 2 pm.

I was sitting in the pool house playing on the gaming console. I was failing epically and was about ready to throw the controller across the room when my phone buzzed on the table. It was Lilly.

I wouldn't have answered if she hadn't been MIA. If Duncan hadn't called worried that he couldn't find his sister I would have sent her straight to voice mail. But I needed to know where she was so I could tell Duncan, so I paused my game and answered.

"Lilly, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, lover."

"Where are you?" I asked.

She giggled. "Waiting for you. This bed of yours is very lonely without you in it."

I frowned. "You're in my house?" I stood and headed out of the pool house.

"I wanted to surprise you."

I sighed as I entered the kitchen and made my way towards the stairs. "Have you called your family back?"

I could hear her roll her eyes through the phone. "No. I like watching Mummy and Daddy suffer."

"And what about Duncan? He's worried about you."

"Donut will survive."

I reached the top of the stairs and could hear Lilly's voice float from my room. As I pushed open the door I hung up my phone but paused. Lilly was laying across my bed, completely naked. Her clothes and shoes were kicked in a pile at the foot of the bed, and she was lying on her back slowly running her hand across her stomach. Lilly dropped her phone and smirked at me.

"Hi." Her grin was wide as she sat up.

I was a mix of angry and turned on as I stood there. My cock having its own mind turned hard at the sight of her naked body, remembering just how good it was to fuck her, but the other voice in my head was telling me to make her get dressed and kick her out. If I gave into tempation then she would be getting her way like always. And we would be back to square one.

I turned my head away and asked, "Lilly, where did you go last night?"

She sighed. "Back to my hotel."

"Then why could no one find you today?"

"I skipped out before they all woke up."

"Then where have you been all day?"

Lilly stepped up against. Her hands wound themselves around me and she pressed her breasts against my chest. "Don't worry about all that, lover."

I looked down at her and grasped her by her wrists. "Lilly."

"Logan?" she tilted her head. "Don't you want me?"

It was my turn to sigh. "You know I want you."

She giggled. "Well, junior certainly does."

"Lilly."

She pulled one of her hands free and pushed it between us. She unbuttoned my pants and pushed her hand beneath my boxers to squeeze my cock. "Fuck, I've missed this."

I was weak. As a teenage boy, I was weak and let my urges control me. How was I supposed to resist Lilly as she dropped to her knees and pulled out my cock. How was I supposed to pull away as she wrapped her tongue around me and deep throated my cock until she had me cumming. I suppose I could have stopped it when the haze of my orgasm had cleared, but I didn't. Instead, I let Lilly pull off my shirt and pull me into my bed.

And it didn't feel wrong. Being inside of Lilly, making her shudder and moan beneath me felt so good. Her kisses were rough and passionate. Her nails would dig into my shoulders, she would beg me for more until we were both exhausted.

But when it was over, something was different.

Lilly was asleep in my bed beside me. She was lying on her back, the sheets of my bed were twisted around her waist. I sat up and moved into my bathroom. As I looked at myself in the mirror all I saw was a boy. A boy that was confused and unsure about what to do.

A few months before if this had happened I would have felt happy. Lilly wanted me back. Our relationship would go on and for the next few weeks we would be happy. That was until I did something that upset Lilly or she would get bored and stir the pot. But now, I was confused. I felt like something wasn't right about having Lilly in my bed.

I climbed into the shower and washed away the traces of Lilly on my skin. When I left the bathroom, I pulled back on my clothes, found my phone and walked back downstairs. I messaged Duncan to let him know that Lilly was asleep in my bed before going to sit out by the pool. As I let me feet dip in the water I scrolled through my contacts and called Veronica.

The phone rang longer than I thought it would.

"Hey, Logan," she said. I could hear the sound of the waves crashing on the beach.

"Hey, what are you up too?" I asked.

"Just walking Backup. You?"

"I'm sitting beside my pool, pondering some choices I made today."

Silence filled the phone for a long moment before Veronica asked, "What choice did you make today?"

"Lilly showed up at my house this afternoon."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. She snuck in and waited for me naked in my bed."

"Oh."

"Yeah." My stomach twisted. I felt sick. It was the kind of sensation I had only felt when Lilly had admitted to cheating on me. But I hadn't cheated on anyone. Veronica and I had hooked up. We had left that hotel room with no set expectations, just a weird conversation. But now I felt like I had done something wrong.

"So does this mean you don't need my help anymore?" she asked.

I frowned. "What do you mean?"

"Well, I take it that you two have resumed your relationship then if you've spent the afternoon fucking?"

"Um…I'm not sure."

"Logan, do you want to resume your relationship with Lilly?"

"Yeah, of course I do." The words didn't feel right as I said them.

"Then can I offer some advice?"

"Yeah."

"Talk to her, before you make anything official, actually talk to her."

I nodded. It made sense. "Yeah, okay. When she wakes up I'll speak with her."

"Good. Let me know how it goes."

We both fell silent again. I felt strange talking to Veronica now. Every other conversation before our night together had always felt easy. Veronica had never judged me for anything I had said and had encouraged me to be honest but that sense of ease had changed into a sense of uncertainty. And I hated it.

"Are we okay?" I asked. I wanted us to be okay. I needed us to be okay. Veronica had appeared out of nowhere and I found myself desperately wanting her to stay.

"Yeah, we're okay."