The Nerd Is A Player ✔

CHAPTER 32: Caught [PART 1]

Remembering the night, I couldn't help but smile. "He's such an idiot."  

*Flashback* 

"You're meant to be tutoring me, not snooping around my phone."  

"Correction. You're meant to be learning and I am here to assist." Logan said, grinning. Standing straight from his chair, Logan began walking toward his bed, before sitting down. "Well, Well isn't someone a bad little girl." I hear a low chuckle run emit from his lips. Then, when I twist around in the chair, I saw a smug smirk on his face. Logan brought the phone mid-air, with the screen facing me. "You should start a modeling career."  

On the screen was a proactive picture of me on bed, modeling in lingerie. Last night, I was roaming around in VS lingerie, listening to music. Afterwards, out of pure boredom, I started taking picture after picture on the phone. The picture Logan was staring at, was the one of me on the bed, in a beautiful pose of me lying down, curving my back, as I stretch my feet.  

I gasp, "You're dead meat."  

When I ran towards his bed, I throw myself onto him. Instead of landing on him, I land on the soft bed because he'd turned over and over to the left. "Logan." I whine. 

"Oh. There are other several beautiful pictures." I hear him chuckle, "You need to start taking picture for-" He stopped mid-sentence, before raising the phone once more. Now, it was a full height at the wall shot of me wearing the VS lingerie. In the picture, you can view my long brown hair and as you travel south, you can view my back and then....my ass. "You have a lovely ass, Princess."  

Feeling a blush threatening to  make an appearance, I press my face against the bed to avoid further embarrassment. About a minute later, I squeak in surprise when I felt a hard smack on my ass. "What on earth Logan?" I exclaim, looking at him flabbergasted.  

On Logan's face was a deep frown. "Logass." He said, raising a brow. 

At the expression on his face, I broke into laughter. "Isn't it a great contact name?" 

The frown on his face grew deeper and before I know it, I am under his strong built frame. Logan was hovering over me, leaving me no chance of escaping his hold. "One, no it is not because I am not an ass." With me under him, I watch as Logan's thumb moves across the screen. After a minute or two, the frown on his face disappeared. "Two, do not change it now." He instructed and before I can ask, he held the phone in front of me 

"My Nerd."  

*End of Flashback* 

To: MY NERD  
'Good morning Logan'

As I wait for Logan's next message, I begun running the towel over my body, wiping the little water droplets off. When I hear another tweet, I unlock the phone before reading the next text.  

From: MY NERD  
'I am not loser but meet me at the cafeteria, Lunch 1. I need to talk to you'

To: MY NERD  
Yes Sir ;)  

Placing the phone on the nightstand, I throw the towel aside, 'I wonder what happened' I thought, before wearing the light purple bra which on the bed.  

After the following kidnapping incident, the people around me were protective. In particular, Alex and Ian. In the morning, whilst I was in the shower, Alex would step into the room, select an outfit before leaving the room because he didn't want me walking whatsoever in fear of me injuring myself further. Then because of work, he'll leave me with either Ian or the..police officer.