One of the Guys (39 page)

Poppy got up from her seat, and
leant over to whisper in my ear.

“
You’ll like this.” She said, then
winked at me.

I watched as she walked over to the
jukebox, looking through the lists until she found what she
wanted.

As she walked back, ‘Low’, the song
from our cheer came on over the speakers.

The guys stopped eating, their eyes
looking between us girls, before landing on me. I had to stifle a
laugh, but my smile grew wide.

When the beat kicked in, the girls
and I broke into song, doing a smaller version of our arm
movements, at the table, the guys laughing and attempting to join
in.

“
You looked sexy as fuck out there,
you know.” Logan growled into my ear, sending heat flooding through
me. “I was in actual pain watching you.”

“
That was the idea.” I
replied.

Logan gripped my waist and pushed
his hips upwards, pressing into me.

“
Do you still have the
uniform?”

“
I do. I’m staying with the
squad.”

“
Well, maybe
they’ll need to order another for you. I want to rip
that
one off the next
time you wear it.”

I must say, I really liked the side
of Logan I was seeing. So sexy and demanding. I bit my lip,
imagining him tearing the uniform from my body, seeing the shreds
of fabric flying about.

“
I think I’ll order a few, then.” I
whispered.

*****

Logan

Talking that way with Chase, as she
sat on my lap, wasn’t a good idea. I was rock hard in my pants, and
wanting to take her home to have a repeat of earlier.

I knew we needed to wait a little
while, so she could recover, but as soon as she gave me the
go-ahead, I was so there.

Watching her, and the girls, repeat
a little of their cheer, right at the table, was funny. I could see
that Chase had had fun with the girls, and I was grateful how
things worked out between us.

The only thing, now, was that she
would be spending time with them for practice, and along with her
gym and coaching, I wondered when I’d get to spend time with her
myself.

“
How often will you be at cheer
practice?” That wasn’t a question I thought I’d ever be asking
Chase.

“
In school during phys. Ed.
Probably a couple of times after school when the games get closer.”
Chase replied, and I smiled. “Worried you won’t get to see me?” She
giggled. The movements causing my pants to strain.

“
Yes. I want to see you as much as
possible.”

“
You could always watch.” She
winked. I licked my lips thinking about watching Chase in her
uniform again. “We don’t wear our uniforms until just before the
game.” She said, reading my mind.

“
That’s ok. I have my imagination.”
I said, nuzzling her neck.

Leaving the diner, we headed back
to my house, holding hands as I drove my car.

Matt’s car was in the driveway, as
usual, and so were my parents.

Obviously, they didn’t know what
had happened at school today, but I couldn’t wait to go inside so
they could see Chase and I together.

“
Mom!” I yelled as we walked into
the house.

“
In here!” She yelled in reply,
from the kitchen.

Hand-in-hand, we walked through the
doorway.

Going in, my Mom, Dad, and Matt
were all clearing up after their dinner.

Matt turned to us, his eyes
glancing down at our linked fingers, and smiled. He actually
smiled!

“
Chase! It’s so lovely to see you
again!” My Mom said, coming over to us and pulling Chase into a
hug.

“
Thanks, Libby. It’s nice to see
you too.”

“
Um… I have something to tell you.”
I said, nervously, but I didn’t know why. It wasn’t like Chase was
a stranger to my family.

“
What is it honey?” She
asked.

I glanced to Matt and saw him lean
against the counter, still smiling.

“
Chase… and I… we’re together.” I
managed to say, turning to Chase. “She’s my girlfriend.”

“
That’s great!” My Mom squealed
like a teenage girl, throwing her arms around the pair of us. “It
was only a matter of time.” She beamed.

“
So, we’re gonna head up to my
room…” I said, turning to walk away.

“
Ahem.” My Dad said, raising his
eyebrows.

I turned back to see his
expression, immediately turning beet red. He thought we were going
up to get up to stuff. He wasn’t wrong, but still.

“
Don’t worry, Dad. We’re just going
to play games.”

I regretted the words instantly
when Matt burst out laughing.

“
I think that’s what Dad’s worried
about.” He said.

“
Matt!” I said, shaking my head.
“Come on, Chase.” I said, steering her in the direction of the
stairs.

“
I can’t believe he said that.”
Chase giggled as we got to my room.

“
Me neither. Even though it’s
true.” I said, backing her into the door like I had in her
room.

Locking the door, I pressed my body
into Chases, watching as her pupils dilated.

“
So, I guess we’re not playing on
the Xbox?” Her voice came out in an almost whisper.

I shook my head, keeping eye
contact with her.

“
Not the kind of games I had in
mind.” I said in a low tone.

“
Good.”

Chase wrapped her arms around my
neck and pulled my mouth to hers, licking into my mouth; our
tongues gliding over each others.

If this was what our relationship
consisted of, in the forseeable future, I was more than happy to
oblige.

Having my girl in my arms, kissing
her, and loving her like I dreamed of since I first saw her, was
the most perfect life I could have asked for.

Epilogue

Chase

“
Chase! Logan’s here!” My Mom
shouted from the bottom of the stairs.

Since Logan and I had, finally,
gotten together, there was no need for her to tell me anymore. In
fact, he regularly snuck up on me, trying to catch me in my
underwear. A lot of the time, I waited for him without my clothes
on, just to tease him. But… then we wouldn’t get out of my room for
a long time.

Today, though. Today was a day that
he had to be announced.

Today was the first time we would
be going to a dance together and it was a big deal.

Senior prom.

Opening my bedroom door, I stepped
out onto the landing, trying carefully not to catch my foot on the
bottom of my dress.

Yes. A dress.

After taking Bren out shopping,
we’d spotted a beautiful sky blue strapless gown, with a plain
bodice that fitted perfectly into my waist. The sparkling waistband
had embroidered flowers cascading from it, down the skirts.
Tapering off before the bottom.

She’d pestered me to try it on, so
giving in, I did. I liked it.

Now, I was standing on the landing,
about to show my new ‘girly’ side to Logan.

Slowly, I took the steps. Walking
down with swarms of butterflies flying around inside of
me.

I got to the point where Logan
would be able to see the bottom of the dress, and I heard him take
in a sharp breath.

As I neared, his eyes were wide and
his mouth was open.

“
Oh, honey, you look beautiful!” My
Mom gushed, holding her hands over her mouth.

“
Thanks, Mom.” I said,
blushing.

“
You’re hair looks so pretty!” She
squeaked, full of emotion.

My hair was in a half-up style,
with soft curls falling down my back.

Logan hadn’t spoken. He was still
staring at me like he was trying to catch flies with his
mouth.

“
Wow.” He finally said, his eyes
roaming over me. Making me feel beautiful and, like he’d done a lot
lately, sexy as hell. “You look amazing.” His voice was so quiet I
barely heard him.

“
Thank you. You look hot… I mean,
handsome too.” I said, my face heating at my slip up in front of my
Mom.

He really did, too.

Logan wore a Black suit with a dark
grey shirt, no tie, with two buttons open at the top. Together with
his dark hair, his eyes really stood out.

I let my eyes travel down his body,
and I saw the evidence of how much he liked seeing me in a
dress.

He shifted, looking
uncomfortable.

“
Let me take a picture!” My Dad
said, lifting his camera.

“
Hang on.” Logan said, holding out
a beautiful light blue and purple corsage out.

I held out my hand so he could
fasten it around my wrist, alongside the bracelet he’d made for my
eighteenth birthday.

He’d made me a similar one to the
bracelet I’d bought for him, but this one was better.

It had three leather style bands.
One twisted, on flat with stars attached to it, and one with
different colored string and beads, with a treble clef charm. It
had taken him a couple of weeks to make.

I loved it.

Once the corsage was on my wrist,
Logan pulled me close to him, his hands around my waist, and I took
a deep breath, smelling his aftershave. I wrapped my arms around
his waist, and we turned to smile at my Dad who was click happy
with the camera.

I swear I saw tears in his
eyes.

“
You look stunning, honey.” He said
to me, kissing my head before we left the house.

“
Thanks, Dad.” I
replied.

“
You walked down the stairs without
tripping. Flats?” Logan asked, and I knew he was referring to my
footwear.

I lifted the bottom of my dress to
show him my new converse sneakers in the same blue as the
dress.

Logan laughed.

“
Chase.” My Mom said, shaking her
head.

There was no way I was wearing
heels. The dress was a push, but heels were a huge no-no. I wanted
my ankles in one piece, thank you very much.

Logan took my hand and led me out
of the house, to the waiting limousine he’d ordered for
us.

The driver held the door for us,
and we slid in along the plush black seats.

“
You look fucking sexy in that
dress.” He said, attacking my mouth the second the door was
closed.

“
You look fucking hot in that
suit.” I said breathlessly as his lips ran down my neck.

“
I can’t wait to take this thing
off you. It was the first thing I thought of when I saw you on the
stairs.”

“
My dress is that bad?” I giggled,
feeling his tongue sweep across my collar bone.

“
No, it’s gorgeous, but you naked
is even better.”

We managed to keep the temperature
down in the back of the limo, because turning up to the prom,
looking as if we’d been ravishing each other, probably wasn’t a
good idea.

Feeling thoroughly frustrated we
entered the building, having our prom picture taken, and searching
for our friends.

Going into the hall, we saw Pike
talking to Charlotte. She’d accepted his invitation to the dance,
and they seemed to be getting on well.

Sian was with Kate and Lex. Our
group knew about their relationship, and had promised to keep it
quiet; for Sian’s sake. They seemed to be having fun as Lex walked
around with his arms over their shoulders.

However, Stu and Liam didn’t care
that anybody knew about them anymore. After a couple of months,
they came out by sharing a kiss at our lunch table. Even though it
was a shock to some, nobody said a word. Not a bad word,
anyway.

Poppy and Carl were another
matter.

After his treatment of me, Poppy
had run him over hot coals telling him that he should be ashamed of
himself for being such an asshole to me, just because he was
interested in her. She told him exactly what she thought about
that, but had also told him that she would forgive him if I
did.

Did I?

Let’s just say that since Carl had
come to his senses, he’d turned out to be a really good friend, and
he and Poppy were currently playing tonsil tennis at their
table.

“
I think everybody’s having a good
time already.” I chuckled.

“
I think so too.” Logan said, his
arms tight around my waist.

*****