Logan's Heart

*14* Committed

Justice Thomas

Logan and I sat there talking about all the issues that she was afraid would cause a rift in our relationship (if we ever decided that we should get into one). She didn't want to cause me any harm, which was funny cause the harm that she already cause made me sorta a better man

I mean, if it wasn't for her breaking my heart and not wanting us to be an item back then, then who knows the kind of man I would be today? So in a way, she helped me out, even if she thought that she was doing herself a favour

After our long overdue conversation, a lot of make up sex was performed, mostly because I needed to relearn my girl's body, and what made her tick, so as much practice as possible was needed. It took me hours to get almost half way through, and right now I was letting her rest, while I sat up writing a song that had been playing in my head for a while now

I was glad that I had brought my laptop and headphones with me, cause this meant that I could work on the beat for my song, while Logan was sleeping. Don't get me wrong, a nigga was tired, but I needed to lay down this beat before going to bed...I'll see that I perfect it once I woke up

I don't even know how long I'd been sitting here, headphones on my ears as I tweak on my beat a little, when I felt her arms wrap around me. I stopped what I was doing, and removed my headphones from my ears, "You should be resting" Her groggy voice whispered in my ear

I kissed her arm, going back to making my beat, "I'll be there, I just need to work on this a little while longer so that I can perfect it later" I told her, getting back in my zone

She unwrapped her arms from around me, "Just make sure you aren't here all night" she kissed the back of my head and went back to bed

I nodded my head, put my headphones back in place and continued with my work. Logan didn't know how obsessed I got when I started making a beat, and this was one of those times where all I heard were the instruments that needed to be laid down, so bed was the last thing on my mind. Even if my mind was beginning to slow down on me

A few more minutes of me trying to fight my sleep, and I realised that I was fighting a battle I was not meant to win, so I stood up from the couch that I'd been working on, and walked back to Logan's bedroom. Pulling back the sheets, I got into bed, pulled Logan close wrapping my arm around her waist, and I was out like a light

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Waking up to an empty bed, but the smell of food being cooked was the best way to start my day. I got out of bed and I walked to the bathroom to take care of my hygiene, then walked out to see my girl shaking her ass as she hummed a tune while she made what looked like an omelette

I watched her dance around the kitchen, looking happier than I've seen her since we met up a few months ago, and I gotta admit, it made me happy to see her that way. Deep down I was hoping that I was the one who brought her such happiness, hell even if it ain't cause of me, I just want her to shed all her pain and finally shine the way that I've always wanted her to

"Well someone's in a good mood" I smirked, wrapping my arms around her waist. She moaned, cocking her head to the side as I nuzzled her neck. I could smell the citrus body wash that she used, that had my dick harden

Lo nudged me, feeling my excitement. So she stepped back, "Nuh uh" she smiled, "I'm hungry for actual food, not for your sausage" she looked at the bulge in my sweatpants

I chuckled, stepping away from her with my hands raised up in surrender, "You sleep well?" She asked, flipping the eggs over, and stacking chopped green peppers, and other stuff on one side so she could fold the other half omelette