I sat on the black leather sofa staring into nothing when I heard a voice.
"Ooh. What did Logan leave me this time?"
I turned to the disembodied voice to see a male who looked a bit like Logan. But instead of orangish brown curly hair, he had jet black hair that brushed against his eyelashes. He was handsome, but not as handsome as Logan.
I rolled my eyes. I watched his muscles flex beneath the black shirt he had on as he tossed a football between his hands.
"The names Blake, baby. What's yours?" Blake asked while plopping down next to me.
"June." I say. "When's Logan getting back with the food?"
"The name fits you. You are hot like the summer." Blake says. Completely ignoring my question.
I sigh dramatically and roll my eyes again. I didn't even know this guy and he was already hitting on me.
Before I could stand, Blake had me pinned to the couch beneath him.
He stared into my eyes with something I couldn't put my finger on.
Lust.
"A sexy body like this should have a host, right?"
"Get off of me. Your gonna hurt the baby." I groan
"Oh. Your pregnant?" Blake said surprised.
"No shit ,Sherlock Fuckface." I snap.
He just shrugged and leaned down before our lips were centimeters apart.
"I can deal with a baby."
He leaned down and closed the space between us. He hadn't even kissed me for a full 5 seconds before he was ripped off of me.
"What the fuck, Blake?!" Logan yelled red faced and angry.
Blake only shrugged. Logan pushed him away from me and sat me up. "You okay, baby girl?"
I nodded and wiped my lips with the back of my sleeve.
Blake noticed this and smirked. "You know you loved that. Im telling you she did. She let out a loud moan and made me finger her."
"Go to hell, Blake." Logan spat.
"No need to. I vacation there." Blake winked at me before turning and disappearing down the hall.
"I'm sorry. I'm an idiot for leaving you with him." Logan apologized.
"Its fine."
"Good. Because your gonna hate me for this."