His eyes catch mine as he lowers his head down to my heat, I watch his tongue lick a path from my belly button down to my clit. Tilting my head back, I moan his name as I move my fingers into his hair.

"Come for me, Megan," He demands. I whimper and nod. His fingers move inside me as his mouth continues its delicious assault on my core. I moan loudly when his mouth sucks on my clit, drawing my orgasm out. One hand grips the pillow beneath my head; the other pulls on his hair.

Once my orgasm passes, he kisses back up my body to my neck. He holds my earlobe between his teeth and slowly lets it go as he presses his erection at my core.

"I love hearing you scream my name as I taste you," he whispers in my ear. I turn and look at him with a small smile. He kisses me and slowly pushes his penis into me. Moaning as I kiss him, I lift my leg up onto his hip, letting him go deeper inside me.

Meeting Logan at every thrust, it's not long before I feel my orgasm build again, as I feel my body react to the feel of him. He pulls back and kneels up, lifting my hips up with him. My body tingles at the new angle, with one of my legs over his shoulder and the other he holds onto as he thrusts into me, taking control of our pace. My orgasm builds inside me, and it almost becomes too much.

Logan slows and moves over me. His hands let go of my legs and up my body to my neck. I look at him and pull him towards me. His soft lips press against mine, his tongue enters my mouth, tasting me and intertwining with my own. Our bodies meet, becoming a tangle of limbs.

"Megan," he breathes against my mouth as he rocks deep into my core, hitting the part of me that takes me over the edge. I pull away from him and feel his forehead press against mine as I breathe his name. My hands grip his back, and my orgasm scorches through me.

Looking him in the eyes, I see the love he has for me. I also see something else, it almost looks like longing and regret.

"Logan, it's ok," I say and hold him to me, and I can feel he's close.

"I love you," he whispers in my ear. Holding him close to me, I accept him and love him at this moment. I wish we could stay like this forever, ignoring reality and bathing in the love we have for each other.


I wake to an empty bed. I was able to finally get some sleep, my mind was able to shut off from all of the stress and worry I've felt for the past week. While laying in Logan's arms, I realised that my focus has to be our baby and him. He needs me just as much as I need him, and I need to stand by him and accept his faults.

Turning onto my back, I look at Logan's side of the bed to see a note on the pillow. I frown and pick it up.


You're right, you don't know if I'm telling the truth or not and in all honesty neither do I. I love you with all of my heart which is why this is so difficult.

I'm leaving. I'll be coming back, I promise you that. But for me to be here for our baby and for you, I need to leave and work on myself. You have been through too much to have to go through this. I'm sorry.

I love you

Logan X

My heart pounds in my chest as I read the note. He's leaving, he's leaving me. I feel myself start to cry as I realise that he may have already gone. It's then I hear the front door close.

Getting up out of bed, I grab my robe. Wrapping it around me, I make my way out of his room to the staircase. Logan stands at the front door talking to Carl. A black duffle bag sits at his feet with Max who seems to be sulking. Logan glances at me and then does a double-take. The look on his face says it all. He wanted to leave without seeing me. This makes me angry. Carl looks towards me and then to Logan.

"I'll give you two a minute," Carl states and walks off to the living room.

I slowly make my way down the stairs, Logan walks towards me and stops mere inches from me. I stop on the last step, so I'm eye-level with him. He looks down and moves his hands to my hips.

"Why?" My voice comes out small, and I try my best to hold the tears in.

"It's just for a few months,"

"You weren't even going to say bye to me,"

"I couldn't, I..." he shakes his head, and he still hasn't looked me in the eyes.

"You're a coward," I coldly tell him. Pushing him away from me, I move past him towards the door.

"I need to leave," he tells me

"Why can't I come with you?"

"Because it's not ideal, I'll come back, it's only for a few months," he repeats.

"I can't believe you're doing this to me," I cry and move my head into my hands. "I thought we could talk today,"

"I'm sorry," I then feel his hands on my arms.

"Don't leave me, please," I beg and move my hands up to his chest. He pulls me close to him and makes me look up at him.

"I love you, and that's why I need to," he confesses before pressing his lips to mine.

The tears fall as I close my eyes, I know that I'll understand this later on, but right now it hurts, and I'm angry at him as well as in love with him. I'm not sure if I'm selfish for wanting him to stay with me, but I don't know if I can do this without him. He says it's a few months, but what if it's not? What if it's for good?

He kisses me with such love it hurts me even more. I pull away as I feel my emotions become too much.

"I promise you I'll be back," he whispers. "I need to be a man you deserve," he adds and kisses my forehead.

I shake my head a little as my engagement ring catches my eye. Sighing, I realise I can't keep this when we're not together. Taking my hands from his chest, I take my engagement ring off my finger.

"If you loved me, Logan, you wouldn't be leaving," I cry.

"Don't say that," he makes me look at him again, and I can see the sadness in his crystal blue eyes. Taking his hand from my waist, I place my ring inside. "Megan,"

I cut in. "Just know I hate you for this, you promised me you wouldn't leave me, you made me fall in love with you and told me you would never hurt me," I step out of his grasp. "Just leave, I won't be here when you do come back," I promise and wipe my cheek.

A flash of hurt goes across his face, he looks like he wants to say something but changes his mind. Pain radiates through my chest as he picks up his bag and turns to leave. Opening the front door, he stops and looks at me.

"I do love you, I'm always going to love you," he says before leaving and shutting the door.

Fresh tears fall down my cheeks, arms wrap around me, and I'm engulfed in a bear hug from Courtney. She rubs my back and tries to calm me down as the tears continuously fall.

"It'll be ok," she comforts. "You have Carl and me, and he said he'll be back,"

"He won't," I cry and the pain shifts to my stomach. I rub at my stomach as I start to feel dizzy. "I need to sit down," I say as I feel my heart rate pick up.

"Megan," Courtney says to me, and I must have missed a step as the room starts to spin. "Carl," I hear Courtney call as blackness engulfs me. My last thought is my baby.

To be Continued.


Follow Megan's story in book 3 Being Megan coming February 2021

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