One of the Guys by Dawn Doyle

all of the
bases and exchanged high fives with the guys.
    They all picked up their things,
and Logan walked over to me as I watched him.
     
    “ We’re going to hit the showers.
Meet you outside the locker rooms?” He asked.
    “ Sure.” My voice came out shaky
like I was a bag of nerves.
    I was.
    I’d seen what was under his shirt,
and now I wanted to see more. Imagining him naked in the shower
wasn’t doing me any favors either.
    My legs wanted to follow him into
the locker room, and my lady parts were definitely up for that
too.
    Logan shot me a smile and went with
the other guys, whilst I attempted to gather my wits together,
along with my books.
    *****
     
    I finally made it
to the locker rooms and only waited for a couple of minutes before
Logan and the others appeared. My eyes immediately fixed on his wet
hair, hanging down his forehead.
    “ Hey.” He said, his huge smile
showing his gorgeous teeth.
    “ Hey.” I replied as casually as I
could, even though I could hear the pulse in my ears from my
pounding heart.
    “ Let’s go to class.” He said, and I
flinched a little when I felt his arm drape across my shoulders.
Lex had done that to me today and I wondered why now, of all times,
Logan decided to do that too. I won’t lie; it felt fucking amazing!
Right at that moment, it felt like more than a friendly gesture. I
was tucked under his arm, into his side, and I could feel his heat
through both of our T-shirts, inhaling his fresh clean scent every
time I took a breath.
     
    I could feel eyes on me, and I
turned my head and saw Carl looking at me, and that’s when I
noticed a bruise and slight swelling on the right side of his lower
lip. He saw that I had seen it, and he turned away from me without scowling, for
once. He’d been hurt, and I wondered if Logan had been the cause of
that.
     
    We walked into Chem class and Logan
only dropped his arm when we got to our seats. I felt the loss
immediately, feeling a cold spot where he’d touched me.
    He sat at the table next to me,
Carl on his other side. Throughout the class, Logan didn’t speak to
Carl at all. He spoke only to me. As a teenage girl getting
attention from an incredibly hot guy who I was in love with, I was
loving every second of it. However, the other rational part of me
knew that it was because he felt bad at forgetting me and was just
trying to make it up to me.
    Sure, we always talked in class,
but he was paying way more attention to me than usual and the extra touching,
although fantastic, wasn’t like Logan. I began to wonder what was
going on with him and his sudden change.
     
     
     
    Grocery shopping for Bren was
something Logan and I did together. I know it’s a childish fantasy,
but walking around the store, I often wondered what it would be
like if we were shopping for our groceries.
    Then, my thoughts turned back to
practice.
    “ You’re smiling.” Logan said as we
walked down the aisle for Bren’s cookies.
    I was so busted! My cheeks
heated.
    “ I was?” I
was so embarrassed.
    “ Yeah. What were you
thinking?”
    About your hot body and sexy
ass!
    “ Um… Nothing.” I said, trying not
to smile.
    “ It must have been something.” He
pressed.
    “ Ok, I was thinking about how I
beat you down on the video game, yesterday.”
    Thank you, quick thinking brain!
Welcome back!
    “ Oh really?” He asked, raising an
eyebrow.
    “ Yep. You seriously sucked.” I
laughed.
    "I did, but I bet I could beat you
at Street-Fighter.”
    “ You’re on.”
    Logan held out his fist to bump
mine, and we got back to shopping.
     
    I picked up a few extra items for
Bren, and then paid the cashier.
    “ Do you think she knows you buy
extra with your own money?”
    “ I don’t think so, so don’t tell
her.”
    Bren always gave me fifty bucks for
her groceries, but I always bought more. I don’t think she realized
that extra things appeared that weren’t on the list. I’d spend some
of my own money to buy her other things she might