One-Shots

Your heels clicked as you walked down the hall, heads turned as you strutted past and Logan’s assistant barely batted an eye when you smiled and strode past her straight into his office.

“Ever heard of knocking?”

“What like you knock when you come visit me?” Logan Delos never knocked. “What’s your afternoon look like?”

Logan’s eyebrow rose and he looked up from the papers on his desk for a moment. “You could have asked Sheila, she has my entire schedule.”

“Yeah, but then I wouldn’t get the pleasure of your company.”

“Any other pleasures I can give you?” He leaned on the desk now, hands folded over the papers he had been reading before, and studied you. This was the usual banter between you and Logan. “What do you want?”

“Nothing!”

“Y/N….”

“Ok listen,” Rolling your eyes you stood and walked around the desk closer to him. “I have this problem and I think you can help me.”

The two of you had known each other longer than you were willing to admit or could honestly remember. Logan was your favorite person in the world and you trusted him. “What kind of problem?”

“Well my parents are pushing me to really settle down and get married or else they’re going to give everything to my sister.” Ella was already engaged to be married and they had no problem making you feel bad for not being in the same position. “So I was thinking we could act like a couple and make them shut the fuck up for twelve seconds about how I’m going to die barren and alone.”

Logan snorted. “Barren and alone?”

“Well honestly I’m sure they think I’m just never having kids. But they have mentioned dying alone on more than a few occasions.” 

You watched your friend deliberate in his head. You’d worn the heels he liked (and coincidentally had given you for Christmas last year) and your dress was hugging your body just right. “Why me?”

“What do you mean why you? You’re literally the only person I could trust to do this. Besides, we have such an easy time flirting with each other don’t you agree?” You moved to sit on his knee and smiled when his hand ran up your thigh. “What do you say, Logan?”

In the entire history of your relationship, Logan had only said no to you twice. The first was when you asked him to go to a stupid boy band concert with you because no one else would, and the second was when you’d drunkenly asked him to fuck you senseless a few years ago. And he was certain you didn’t remember the latter.

“Do I have to be celibate this entire time or something? How long is this going to be?” You shrugged, in all honesty a timeline wasn’t going you’d really thought about. “So are we gonna help each other out in times of need?”

Your core ached at the look he gave you and the slight shift he made in the chair made you think he felt the same thing. 

“Logan, I-” Saved by the Bill. “Sorry, I didn’t realize you had company.”

The hand on your thigh tightened. “What do you want William?”

“I was just going to ask if you had a chance to go over the files I sent you?”

“Sorry,” you spoke before Logan could. “That’s my fault, I hadn’t seen him all day and wanted to say hi. I’ll let you get back to work now.”

“Thanks, babe.” With a kiss to his cheek Logan took the chance to whisper in your ear. “You owe me big time.”

Walking out of the office you put a little more sway into your walk for Logan. He watched you leave and stared at the door until William cleared his throat. “So, you guys finally decided to make the jump?”

William had been an annoyance to Logan after he was left for dead in Westworld. Somehow, no one believed that the golden child son in law of James Delos could be capable of doing something so very wrong.  “What’s it to you?”

“Just curious how long you’ve been hiding it from everyone.”

“It’s new.” Shoving the papers back into the folder Logan held them out for William. “And if you tell anyone about it, I’ll cut your balls off.”

You were forever grateful to have Logan as a friend, even if everyone already thought you were screwing and decided that was how you got the job. Which is why it was no surprise when people started whispering the moment you left his office. But you knew James Delos did not play games with his employees, each of them had to earn their spot. 

“You got three calls while you were gone.” Your assistant Michael was wonderful at his job, you’d never been more organized than with him. “Two from your mother and one from Juliet.”

Thanking him you shut the office door behind you and immediately dialed your old friend. “Jules, is everything ok?”

“What’s this I hear about you dating my brother?” Her tone was light, she had always joked the two of you would find each other someday. “And why did I only find out from my husband walking in on both of you in what he refers to as ‘a very intimate looking moment.’ I need answers Y/N.”

Picking up your cell you immediately texted Logan. He was already not pleased with this plan from his response. “Listen Juliet, it’s a new thing and we didn’t want to tell anyone until we knew it wasn’t going to fizzle out or some stupid bullshit you hear in Hallmark Channel movies.” 

“I’m just happy for you Y/N, you know I’ve always wanted you to be with Logan.” Juliet had been over the moon when you and Logan went to prom together and would be even happier if she knew how that night actually ended. “Face it, you two would make beautiful babies.”

With that you changed the subject and chatted for a few minutes until the other line beeped. “Sorry Juliet, I have to go. My mother is calling me.” 

“Have fun with that.” 

Taking a deep breath before picking up the line you forced a smile on your face. “Hi mom!”

She had prattled on about dinner parties and how she wanted to have the kitchen redone again but she wasn’t sure what to do with it since she never actually cooked. You gave the non committal responses that she never actually listened to, your mother just wanted someone to jabber at and not with. So when Logan strode into the office it was easy to just pull the receiver away from your ear.

“Am I interrupting?” 

He practically fell into the chair across from you. “Just my mom, what’s up?”

“I was just thinking we should have dinner together tonight.” There was an almost cocky way about how he brought it up. “Get to figure out details and all that since we were caught.”

“Is that Logan I hear?” 

Pulling the phone back you sighed. “Yes mom, he stopped by to say hi.”

“Oh tell him I said hello, which reminds me his father is hosting a dinner party next week we’ve been invited to so you should find a date.”

“Yes mother, I have to go now I’m actually at work.” 

It was always so draining talking to her, you always wanted a nap afterwards. “She nag you about settling down again?”

“That’s her go to. This time she mentioned bringing a date to your dad’s party next week.” Logan was actually smiling when you looked over. “Which lucky for me, is this deliciously handsome man. Maybe you know him?”

“Very cute.” Logan leaned forward as he stood. “Dinner tonight, then you’ll have to answer my questions.”

You went home first worrying about what Logan would ask of you, he was doing you a huge favor and you knew he would want something in return. 

The way he looked at you…..you were sure of what he would want. 

You weren’t exactly opposed to it, you had lost your virginity to him after all, but things had changed since you were fifteen. Pulling on jeans and a sweater you made your way to Logan’s house and let yourself in. 

“There you are.” He smiled when he saw you. “Dinner’s almost ready.”

“Where’s Anita?”

“Gave her the night off, figured you and I needed some time to talk.” Logan handed you a glass of wine. “Filled up not the regular six ounce bullshit. Just the way you like it.” 

It was your favorite, he was really trying to butter you up. “Trying to seduce me?”

“Quite possibly, although I’d bet you’re already seduced.” He plated the pasta and immediately launched into his concerns. “How are we going to tell people we started dating?”

“Well, they say it all the time. We can just say they were right and we were foolish to fight it for so long.”

He chewed slowly. “Do you think you’ll find someone else you want to be with more?”

No, absolutely not. I could never find someone who cared for me as much as you do. “I don’t think I’m the one who should be worried about being replaced.”

“You know I wouldn’t do that.” He stared down at the plate for a bit. “How long should we say we’ve been together?”

He asked you questions that your parents and their nosey friends would most likely ask when they saw you two together, the list was long enough that you’d eaten dinner and cleaned up before it was finished. 

“What do we do if they want to see some PDA?” This was your venture but you didn’t want to push him into anything he didn’t want. “I mean holding hands and being generally clingy we’re good at but what if-”

Logan took the glass of wine out of your hand and placed it on the table, your brain was barely registering what was happening when he tangled his long fingers into your hair and pulled you in for one of the most passionate moments you’d ever had. “How’s that?”

He was staring, you still hadn’t opened your eyes but with how quickly you were breathing Logan knew it had worked. “Perfect.”

Everything was perfectly normal for the rest of the week. It ended up that you couldn’t go to any of the parties with your parents on Saturday which you breathed a sigh of relief for, but you couldn’t skip out on Sunday and leave Logan all alone. 

Knowing he would be in an all black suit you were free to choose from any gown in your closet to match. It wasn’t an incredibly fancy affair but you still couldn’t show up in jeans and a tshirt. An emerald green high neck halter dress jumped out at you, it covered most of you in a proper way but the sides dipped low giving anyone near you a nice view of your ribcage and sideboob. 

Logan would love it.

Stepping out of the car at the Delos mansion you were almost immediately met with your mother who dramatically looked around. “I thought you said you’d have a date? I told everyone here that you were coming with someone.”

“Please relax mother,” you air kissed her cheek to not mess up your lipstick. “My date is already here.”

“Well it’s very improper for him to let you arrive alone.”

A warm hand ran down your back resting just at your hip. “Sorry Marilyn, I was supposed to get here early to help.” 

Your mother’s eyes widened. “You’re her date?” It was perfectly practised, the two of you had stood like this for years in groups to keep unwanted advances away. “Well this is….unexpected.” 

“Well we finally just decided to stop ignoring it.” Logan’s eyes held yours with a warmness you were fond of. “Everyone else seemed to see it before us.”

“I’ll say!” James sidled up to you, drink in hand. “Can’t believe you finally nailed the bastard down!” 

Logan tensed next to you but you slid an arm around his waist. “I think I’ve always had a good handle on keeping Logan where he needs to be. If you’ll excuse us?”

Further into the house Logan started to relax, James always put him on edge and you had always understood why. “Thank you.” 

“I’m the one who could be thanking you.” You couldn’t help but match his smile with one of your own. Emboldened with blindsiding both sets of parents you leaned forward and kissed Logan gently. “Let’s not stay too long.” 

Sure enough there were plenty of intrusive old bitties who just had to know how this had all come about. By the end of the night you were certain every single woman there had told you they knew from the start. You started to second guess everything about your relationship with Logan.

If you weren’t by his side you were watching him mingle, and when he looked up to find you staring he would excuse himself and take you to get a drink or something to eat. Logan had always been the perfect gentleman, at least to you, but now it was as if he actually enjoyed it instead of feeling obligated. 

After the fourteenth time you’d heard just how stupid everyone thought you had been you excused yourself outside to try and not let anyone see you annoyed. After all, you were supposed to be madly in love.

“You ok?”

Logan had followed you out noticing the frustrated look on your face. “It sucks that everyone is telling us how stupid we’ve been almost our entire lives, like they were going to make a fuss if either of us settled down with other people and just tell us how wrong we were being and-”

He leaned down and captured your lips effectively silencing you. “I wouldn’t have cut you off but you’re way over thinking this and your mom is about to come out here and tell us that we’re being rude.”

You smiled gratefully at him and when your name was being called you couldn’t stop the laugh. “Let’s start saying our goodbyes, I could use a good martini and a bad movie right about now.”

Having parents that ran in high class social circles meant you were never far from some weird party where you were expected to show up looking absolutely stunning but pretend it took no effort. There were also the charity events where you absolutely had to outdo everyone else.

“C’mon Y/N, just wear the red one you know it drives everyone insane with jealousy.” Logan was standing in your bedroom waiting for you to finally be ready to go and he was getting restless. “Besides, Jeremy Lawrence is going to be there tonight and I know how much you love making him….stare.”

Stepping out of the closet you watched Logan’s eyes travel up your body and back down. The silver gown was gorgeous, it was strapless and the leg slit was tantalizing. The strappy black heels pulling it together. “Could I get a zip?”

She’s doing this on purpose. Logan pulled up your zipper slowly taking in the sight of your black bustier and letting his imagination run wild with it. “You look beautiful.”

“Thank you,” throwing lipstick in your clutch you were finally done. “Ready to go? I think the car’s outside.”

Logan was distracted trying not to tell the driver to turn around and tearing the dress right off of you the moment your door shut. “Did you, uh, did you hear what I said about Lawrence being there tonight?”

“I did, I also know I don’t want to be near Jeremy Lawrence with a thirty foot pole.” 

“What? I thought you were falling over yourself trying to get him to notice you last year!”

 You didn’t really want to talk to him about this, especially not right now. “It’s a long story can I just tell you later?”

“No, I want you to tell me now.”

It was much easier for you to tell Logan Delos ‘no’ than it was the other way around, but you felt he needed to know this. And you might need him later. “I actually did get a date with him in the spring, remember? And we went to a nice dinner and then we went back to his place for drinks and he tried to force himself on me.”

“Y/N...:” His fists clenched so you reached out to lay one of your hands over his. “What happened?”

“It started with him kissing me and then all of the sudden he was trying to pull my dress over my head and I got stuck so even though I was saying no he says he didn’t hear anything and got my panties down and-” You paused, if you looked at him you were sure you would have burst into tears. “I was lucky and got untangled almost immediately after, I pushed him away and left. Haven’t seen him since.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

It had been a scary moment and you knew he wasn’t going to completely like your answer. “I needed to be with another girl. It wasn’t that I didn’t trust you, it’s that some guys wouldn’t see what was wrong with that scenario and all girls would. So I called Juliet and she came over and stayed with me.”

“No, I get that.” His fist unfurled and took your hand. “I’m just sorry you had to deal with it at all.”

“Let’s not focus on it too much, ok? We’re still going to have a good night.”

Silent auctions could be fun, you and Logan had bought a lot of unnecessary shit when you were younger. “Yeah, alright.”

The moment you both stepped into the ballroom you were met with the noise of polite chatter from every corner. “Oh, there’s my dad.”

Logan tensed, your hand was in the crook of his arm and you squeezed his bicep. “Yeah, yeah. It’s just...I haven’t seen him since this thing started and I’m a little nervous ok?”

“You know he loves you, it’ll be fine.”

“Yeah he loves me when I’m the guy protecting his daughter from other scumbags not the one doing scummy things to her.” He was being ridiculous. 

You started moving the two of you through the crowd. “And what scummy things have you done to me?”

“It’s all been in my head sweetheart, but believe me when I say the invitation is always open.” 

Logan winked just as you approached your parents. “Hi, dad! How was Singapore?”

“Enlightening, much like when I got home and heard that you were dating Logan.” He moved from kissing your cheek to shaking the scared man’s hand. “How about you and I get a drink son?”

You just waved as your dad steered them towards the bar. Logan was several inches taller but you could see he was not in charge there. “How are you mom?”

“I’m just happy that you’ve finally found someone, even if it is him.”

Closing your eyes to keep from rolling them you forced a smile. “Always a pleasure mother.”

You checked out some of the tables with auctions and found a beautiful painting. As you were writing down a bid someone approached you. “Hi Y/N.”

“Jeremy.” 

He smiled down at you and the hair on your neck stood. “You look wonderful.”

“Thank you.”

“I heard you were with Delos now, he left you all alone already?” Jeremy looked smug, as if he knew it would get under your skin. “Seems a little early for him to run out on someone.”

Only a few tables over Logan had run into Juliet and was explaining to her that he needed help, things were escalating and he didn’t know what to do anymore. 

“When you told me that it was fake I almost didn’t believe you.” She laughed sipping the cocktail. “And part of me still doesn’t honestly. If you’re feeling this way then maybe you need to just accept it and acknowledge that you actually want this.” 

“That’s the thing, I don’t know.”

Juliet’s smile faded. “So when I tell you that Y/N is over there looking like she’s cornered by Jeremy you’re not going to get jealous?”

“Fuck.” Without saying anything else to Juliet he practically ran off. Logan cleared his throat when he got to you. “Sorry babe, your dad had a lot to say. Here’s your drink.”

“Thanks hon.” You smiled as he slid a hand around your waist. “You remember Jeremy?” 

“I do, yeah.” Logan toasted his drink to the air. “Excuse us while we bid on some things.”

When the two of you were farther down you gulped down some of the drink. “Thank you.”

“You ok?” 

There was something about Logan’s hand rubbing against your back that soothed you. “I’ll be fine. There’s enough space in this room I don’t think we’ll have to see him again.”

“I’ll make sure of it.” Logan pulled you close to his side. “Now show me some things you like.”

Dinner went off without a hitch, you and Logan were sat at a table where neither of your parents were which made it that much better. After the speeches, pomp, and circumstance was over with you were back to mingling.

“Sorry Logan, I’m going to whisk Y/N away for a bit.” Juliet took your hand and led you away without letting her brother get a word in edgewise. “He told me everything.”

“He what!” It was maddening when she laughed. “It was only going to work if everyone was left out of it.”

“Yeah, Y/N, I don’t think it’s working the way you think it should.”

Knowing where she was going with it you ordered another drink. “Juliet, I need you to just let this ride out, please.”

“Oh, I plan to. But you know Logan and I think you see what’s happening even if you don’t feel it yourself.” 

“Of course I do.” It was annoying when she was right. “But I can’t tell him that!”

Gasps and yelling erupted from the other side of the room, Logan and Jeremy were squared up and looked ready to fight. 

“Don’t even think about going near her again.” 

You and Juliet ran over pushing through the group that had formed around them. Juliet grabbed your parents to keep them from interfering while you moved towards the men. “What’s going on?”

“Your boyfriend has the wrong idea.”

“I’ll be damned if you take advantage of her or anyone else ever again! Do you hear me?” The group gasped and you tried to pull Logan away. “You should have stayed in the hole you crawled into Lawrence because if I see you anywhere close to Y/N I will put you in a new one.”

Running forward now you grabbed his arm. “Logan!” 

“Don’t!” He started to push you away but caught your eye and stopped. 

“Let’s go. NOW!” 

Neither of you spared a second glance at Jeremy or anyone really. You grabbed the clutch you’d dropped and dragged Logan out of the room and straight to the car that was waiting. 

Once it was moving you could sense the anger leaving him. “Y/N-”

“No.” You were over as close to the door as you could get and moved even further when Logan reached out. “No, I don’t want you to explain right now. I don’t want you to speak. I want to go home and I want you to go home so I can think.”

“Think?”

Your phone was non-stop vibrating since you’d left. No doubt your mother was going to give a lecture on how improper it all was and ask what it was even about which you didn’t want to explain. Juliet was probably texting you as well, you’d answer her in the morning.

“Yes, I need to think.” Logan actually slumped. “I shared something deeply personal and upsetting to me, and you turned around and told the entire room! Do you honestly think that was what I wanted? This is why I didn’t tell you in the first place!”

The car pulled up to your house and you got out without looking back. Slamming the door you sat against it and cried.

Flowers were sent, voicemails were left, and Michael told you daily Logan had stopped by several times. You ignored it all.

“He’s really broken up about it.” Juliet had come over with your favorite take out and wine. “He asks me almost everyday whether I’ve talked to you or not, asks me to tell you how sorry he is every time.”

“Yeah well he can keep being sorry. This was all a mistake anyway, I was stupid to think it would have worked.” You finished off the glass. “Jules, I never realized just how much I needed him in my life. I thought that stupid crush I had in middle school was over and we were just friends but now...I figured pretend dating would make all our problems go away but it just made them worse.”

Your mother hadn’t stopped calling you all week, you couldn’t bring yourself to answer.

Juliet took your hand. “No one is being shitty when they tell you that we were all relieved, because they weren’t saying that they were right and you were wrong but they were happy the two of you finally saw it. Dad has been hounding Logan for years to get the balls to finally ask you out and we all knew you would say yes because of how you’re feeling right now.”

“So I was the only one stupid enough to not see it?”

“That’s not what I’m saying! We knew you would realize the affection you had for him wasn’t just friendly sooner or later and I think you saw it before even asking him to do this...whatever plan. But now, you get to decide what to do with it.”

You were tired of crying. You had cried the entire weekend and had read one of the notes Logan sent with flowers and cried again. The other had been sitting on your table all week, you couldn’t bring yourself to open them. 

Sighing, you threw your head back. “So you’re saying I should just suck it up?”

“I’m saying you should do what’s right for you. If that’s talking to him or dropping him completely is up to you.”

The next day you’d decided to invite Logan to lunch and really talk it out. When you got to his office the door was open and Sheila was nowhere to be seen.  

“Damnit boy!” Ah, James was with him. “Get your dick outta yer hand and go apologize to her!” 

“She said she needed time, she hasn’t answered me I’m not going to push her.” The sound of his chair told you he sat. “I pushed her enough as it is.”

James didn’t take that well. “I don’t care what it takes, she’s the best damn thing you’ve ever gotten yourself in to and I’ll beat you bloody if you let it slip through your fingers.”

Before either of them could say anything else you knocked and walked in smiling. “Hello, boys.”

“Y/N!” James smiled wildly and held his arms open. “I was hoping to see you today. I invited your parents but we’ll be hosting another party tomorrow night. I hope you’ll make it even if this bastard mucks it all up.”

“I wouldn’t miss it.” You hated how Logan was always the favorite target, it was like nothing he could ever do was good enough and it had always broken your heart. “Could you let us talk?”

As James left you looked only at the man standing in front of you, he was less confident than you’d seen him in a long time. “I wasn’t sure….can I please just apologize?”

“I wanted to see if you wanted to get lunch? We can talk about it there.”

Without hesitation he was leading you to the elevator, a tiny smile and a hand on your back to show he was still there for you. 

The restaurant was one of your favorite lunch spots and Logan had gotten the corner booth away from prying eyes. “Order whatever you want, this is on me. It’s quite literally the least I can do.”

“I need to explain why I got so upset.”

“No, I didn’t handle it well at all. When you told me what he’d done...and then he had the fuckin’ balls to come over to me and start asking about you. I lost it.” Logan looked tired, like he hadn’t slept in days. “I wanted to punch his lights out honestly but I never got the chance.”

You never knew he was so jealous. “I think the fake dating changed things. I know I started feeling a certain way and I didn’t want you to feel like this. It wasn’t fair of me to ask and I’m sorry.”

“Are you...not breaking up with me I guess but ending this whole thing?” A nod was the only way you could answer. “Ok. Yeah, that makes sense. I mean we wouldn’t want to ruin what we had and I-I hope we didn’t.”

“Logan, I’m really sorry I think this just got out of hand and I don’t want you to feel obligated in anyway.”

He tried to smile, but it didn’t reach his eyes. Instead he excused himself and left the restaurant. 

 Great. Now tomorrow was going to be a disaster.

Everything you tried on seemed to look too frumpy. There were plenty of dresses to choose from, but you hated all of them. 

Finally just throwing on a black chiffon gown you’d had forever you decided it was good enough and walked out the door.

“Y/N.” 

“Hi dad.”

He gave you a big hug. “Your mother isn’t too happy about what happened last Saturday.”

“If I’m being honest dad, I don’t really care anymore.”

“I know.” Grabbing two glasses of champagne as the tray went past he handed you one and toasted. “I just wanted to give you a fair warning.”

Halfway through the night you’d done a good enough job and keeping hidden from your mother and avoiding Logan that you felt almost happy. There had been a couple of times where you looked up and found him staring at you but would look away almost immediately. 

Which made it surprising when he appeared directly behind you suddenly.

“We should go.” You were talking to some of your mom’s sorority sisters when Logan frantically whispered in your ear. “Sorry ladies, I need to steal her away into the night.” 

With his hand on your lower back Logan led you out the front door and to one of the cars ready to take people home. “What’s going on?”

“Get in, I’ll explain in a minute.”

Just as the door closed you heard the deep voice of James Delos yelling his son’s name, turning to look you saw the man stumbling towards the car but Logan was already beside you asking the driver to go as fast as he could.

“Logan!” He was worried, but not about himself. “What’s going on?”

“I need you to hear me out. I was talking to Juliet about something and heard your mom talking to I don’t know who, but she wasn’t saying some very nice things. In fact, she was being kind of a cunt so I told her so.” You started to ask something but he continued. “She was telling whoever about how you were a disappointment because you’re not married yet and she wasn’t too keen on her grandchildren having an addict for a father. So I told her where she could shove her disappointment and it kind of caused a scene which is why we needed to get out of there and as you saw, my father would have erupted on both of us but especially me for causing two scenes in as many weekends.”

Your mouth opened and closed like a fish while trying to process what had happened. It was widely known that your parents only thought of you as an incubator for some rich and powerful man to continue on making rich and powerful babies. There wasn’t anything you could say to thank him properly, you leaned forward and captured his lips with yours pouring all of your thanks into it. 

“I just couldn’t sit there and let her talk about you like that.” 

Logan got the car door for you when you’d finally reached his house, even walking through the door he was acting very protective. “I’ll be right back.” There had been plenty of parties the two of you had left only to pass out in the others home so you already had shorts and shirt to change in to. 

Apparently Logan had the same idea because when you came back down to the living room he was already in sweatpants and a white tshirt, looking as comfortable as he could be. 

“You really didn’t have to do that you know.” 

He’d been flipping through the tv channels but just turned it off when you spoke. “I know. I couldn’t help myself and trust me when I say Juliet really tried.” You were sitting on the couch facing him and Logan turned to run his hand across your cheek. “You deserve better than to be talked about like that, you’re one of the best people I know and I promise you I will never let that slide. Even if we’re...whatever we are.” 

You found yourself leaning towards him slowly. You’d kissed plenty of times since deciding to do this but now he was taking his time getting there, Noses bumped lightly as your lips brushed together and suddenly it was like you were kissing him for the first time. He kissed you tenderly giving the chance to back out if you wanted and when you didn’t Logan deepened it. 

You grabbed onto whatever of his you could and let him take control. Logan knew what he was doing, there was no doubt about that, and you weren’t surprised when he laid you down on the couch and settled between your thighs. 

His body felt perfect and you couldn’t help but throw a leg over his hip moaning at the friction which only spurred him on and he rolled his hips letting you feel how hard he was already. 

“If you don’t want this…” he kissed down your neck licking at spots he decided to suck on. “Tell me now.”

“Shut up and make me yours already.” 

Logan slid an arm around your back and lifted you up, your legs were still firmly wrapped around his waist and you started kissing down his jaw so the two of you didn’t bump into anything while he walked. 

A phone kept buzzing by your head bringing you out of the sleep you were so happy to finally get, but before you had a chance to reach out and silence it someone else was reaching across and grabbing it. 

Logan groaned and fell back into his pillows before pulling you closer to him.

Logan.

“Morning.”

His hand travelled down your back causing you to shiver. “Good morning.”

“Who was calling?”

“My father.” the tension radiated from him. “Eighth time already so bet are on whether or not I’m out of the will yet.”

James Delos was many things, but you didn’t think he would ever go that far. “Where’s my phone?”

“You wanna see who has more calls?” You nodded taking the piece. “Six calls, five voicemails, and….twelve text messages.”

“Jesus, they’re trying to get to you more than me.”

Most were from your mother, but you had one call from your dad and listened to that voicemail first.

Hey pumpkin, listen your moms all upset about what happened but...I’m glad you have someone like Logan who’s willing to stand up for you like that. Take all the time you need and call me when you think you want to talk. I love you.

Your dad had always been the calmer and more logical parent, he trusted you and your judgement but knew that your mom was high strung. “Well, my dad says thank you.”

 “For what?”

“Sticking up for me.” His arm was still around your shoulders and Logan pulled you back towards his chest. “She’s not going to be happy about it but I don’t really care anymore.”

Your phone rang again and your mother's face appeared. “You should probably answer that. I’ll get us some coffee.”

Logan pulled on a pair of shorts and walked out of the room giving you privacy for the call. “Hello.”

“Don’t you hello me like that! Do you even know what your boyfriend said to me last night?” She spit the word boyfriend out like it hurt her to say. 

“You think it was worse than anything you’ve said?” Her gasp told you that she was disarmed, you had the upper hand now. “You’ve done nothing but try to shame me into doing what you want my entire life, and when you weren’t shaming you were just belittling me. It doesn’t make me like you more and it doesn’t make other people think highly of you. Logan stood up for me because he actually cares about me, not just the appearance I give him which is all you ever cared about.”

You wanted her to respond, to say anything about how it wasn’t true. But she was silent. 

“I finally found someone who actually cares about me, not just the idea of some pedigree I can give them, and you can’t even be happy for me because it’s not someone you chose.” You sat up in bed pulling the blanket tighter around you. “Imagine what everyone is going to think when I show up to events and completely ignore you. What they’re going to think when I tell them the truth when they ask why I’m not speaking to you and what they’re going to do when the real you is exposed.”

“I just want what’s best for you.”

It should have felt good hearing the small voice through the phone, much different than the condescending tone you were used to. “And you never thought that having a mom that shows she loves me for more than appearances was what was best? Or that supporting me for my passions and the things or people I love is best? My boyfriend heard you shit talking me last night and stood up for me because I deserve better, that is what it looks like when someone wants the best for you.”

“You’re right. You’re completely right.”

Logan had always let you complain about your mom, and he had held his tongue for years about how she treated you. Even his dad was just honest with his disdain. So when he watched you hung up and cover your face he was climbing back into bed and holding you tightly silently cursing the woman for everything she’d done to you. 

After your sobbing tapered off to a few sniffles Logan brushed hair out of your face. “You alright?”

“That’s the first time I’ve told her how I really feel. It’s all just a lot right now.”

“Why don’t we just take it easy today, turn our phones off and not worry about anyone else?” He was still rubbing your back.

“As much as I would love that, tonight the charity event I’ve been planning for the past six months. I have to be there but if you’re rather skip out I understand.”

He kissed you soundly. “Absolutely not, I will be there to clap the loudest when you’re introduced.” 

True to his word, that night when you were introduced and got up to thank everyone who had been involved Logan stood and clapped for you smiling the entire time. 

The entire night he was with you, showering praises and asking others if they knew these amazing things about you. And even when your parents appeared he was there. 

“Hi pumpkin! You did great, really this is just a wonderful event.”

Your dad gave you a big hug and then moved to shake Logan’s hand leaving you and your mother off to the side. “Hello.”

“He’s right, you did a really excellent job tonight.” This wasn’t your mother, it was an imposter. It was obvious your dad had talked to her at length about what you’d said and you looked around for him to verify. “I know, like you said, I haven’t been the most supportive...I want to change that.”

“Well this is a good start. I don’t think you’ve ever stayed at one of my events this long before.” 

Her smile was sad, like she realized finally that you weren’t trying to just be difficult. “I’m hoping it won’t be the last.”

Logan was watching over your father's shoulder, obviously ready to jump in the moment it looked like you needed him to. “Thanks mom.” 

That night, falling asleep in Logan’s arms, you felt truly happy for the first time in years. What had started as a way to get your mother to leave you alone turned out to be one of the best things to ever happen to you.