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August was the sun, while Logan was the moon. He shone brighter than my brother, but only in the darkness.
“You are a constant in my life. And I hate the fact that I’m going to be leaving you. The fact that I won’t see you almost every single day. I won’t see you sitting in the stands, cheering me on at every game.”
“The way I feel about you is the reason why I can’t let this be anything.”
Not to mention the fact that she looks like she was sent here from heaven.
I know August is concerned about his little sister being in a place with new people. Her first college party. But concerned doesn’t even begin to touch how I’m feeling. Possessive. Protective. Fucking jealous as hell thinking about her there with her douchebag friend that she made.
It has always interested me, studying people and the way they interact. And wondering why the hell I can’t do the same. It’s almost like they’re the replicas of how I wish I could be, interacting with people. They make it seem so easy, but every time I try to talk to someone I don’t know, I struggle with the small talk. Give me one-on-one conversation, something deep and with meaning and I’m more than good.
Last time I checked, you aren’t in charge of me, Logan. What I do, does not concern you.” Logan closes the space between us, his hands finding the tops of my shoulders as his eyes bounce back and forth between mine. “That’s where you’re wrong, babe.” His voice is low, soft and warm, just like his palms on me. “Everything you do will always concern me.”
“You’re not my keeper, Knight.” I glare up at him, feeling my body sway on unsteady legs. “You don’t get to tell me what I can and can’t do.” Logan’s face falls and he tilts his head to the side with a pained look in his eyes. “Don’t do that,” he whispers, his voice strained. My eyebrows pinch together. “Do what?” “Don’t call me Knight, like everyone else.” “Your friends call you Knight.” I roll my eyes in a dramatic fashion before pushing past him. “I’m just making sure that I’m playing the part right.”
“I don’t know how to be your friend, Isla.” He moves one hand from the wall, sliding it along the side of my face as he cups my cheek. His thumb is soft as he strokes my skin. “What if I don’t want you to play the part anymore?”
I’m not going to lie to you and tell you that I haven’t done anything with anyone since I’ve been here, but it’s never been anything serious. As hard as I’ve tried, I’ve never been able to get you out of my head.”
“Because even though I don’t deserve you, that doesn’t mean there’s anyone who comes close to you. I refuse to settle for anything less than greatness, baby. And that’s exactly what you are.”
You see how well it works when guys try to be friends with you?” Isla chuckles lightly, the smile spreading across her face. “Yeah, but that’s different… it’s you.” She pauses and for a moment I think that maybe she fell asleep. “I don’t want more with him. I’ve only ever wanted more with you.”
“What are we doing, Logan?” His eyes bounce back and forth between mine. “I don’t know, baby. Whatever feels right.”
I’m going to leave my mark so deep in your fucking soul that you won’t ever want anyone but me.” “I never have.”
