Logan My heart was still reeling from the aftermath of the almost-shared kiss with Olivia. If my phone hadn't interrupted us, I would have messed up. I didn't even know why I followed her in the first place. I didn't expect to see her at the restaurant. Yes, I know the place is near her clinic, but the chances of meeting her were slim. Why was I so worried about what she thought when she saw me with Julia? Julia is just a business partner that I had to meet on behalf of my client. There was nothing more to it. Why was I overthinking Olivia's perspective then? My fingers ran through my hair, ruffling them. "Logan, pull yourself together.""How can a businessman own a phone and not pick up his calls!" Brian's loud voice resonated through the office as he kicked the door open.I glanced at my phone. I hadn't even noticed the incoming call. "Sorry, I didn't hear it ringing," I said, withdrawing my hand from my hair and letting out a light sigh."Looks like your brain is currently in chao
OliviaLogan's question did take me by surprise. I hadn't expected him to ask me about Liam. I mean, it's not like Liam and I are all friends or something. I was checking the library for a new collection to read when he came in and shared his sentiments about the genre of book he preferred to read. Liam and I have never spoken more than two sentences. But surprisingly, he was all in the mood and wanted to demonstrate how a character in a book he was currently reading handled a plant in his garden. I didn't want to brush him off and tell him he didn't have to go to that extra mile.I didn't know that small conversation with Liam would strike Logan a bit—or should I say, stress him out? That somehow settled well with me. The reflection from the curtain blinders reminded me of the day I was going to look forward to. An appointment with my doctor, taking care of the clinic alone. Larisa had called in last night that she had an emergency trip from her college. So she won't be able to show
Olivia "Are you Mr. Wilfred?" I asked, rushing towards an elderly man at the entrance of the school gate. The man's features excluded he was an athlete. The outfit he was wearing indicated that he had one or two skills."You are Olivia, right?" He asked, glancing at his phone. I nodded my head, trying to steady my breathing. We had managed to arrive at the school within the said minutes. However, we were yet to accomplish our task. We needed to find Quinn before her speech started."Please follow me," the man said, sparing Logan and me a quick glance. We followed suit. I would've taken my time to check around the school premises, but we were currently on a mission. A school tour or any other activities could wait."Take a deep breath, at least," Logan muffled out behind me. His tall frame was overshadowing mine. Hands stuffed inside his pockets, he didn't seem distressed at all, unlike me. One would think I was Quinn's aunt, not him."I'm breathing, you know. The one who needs to sho
Logan I took a sip of the almost cold coffee as I stole glances at Olivia through my eyelashes. I failed to understand why she was so invested in Quinn's speech. She made me stand on stage and take a picture with other kids' parents. Like I didn't see that coming. I thought we'd just sit and watch everything unfold within a short hour or so, but the way Olivia went the extra mile really touched me somewhere that wasn't supposed to.It is rare for the Nero family to get entangled with such things. I can't recall the time my father attended any of our school events. We always do things alone, unless it involves something that will benefit him, then he would assign someone to tag along—his secretary, for that matter. Seeing Quinn standing on stage ignited a past memory inside me, but that will be a discussion or rather a distraction for another day. I don't want my anxiety to start kicking in."Why don't you hang the photo frame in your clinic then?" I said, dropping the cup and intertw
OliviaMy hand was still secured around Logan's wrist as I led us to his bed. The fact that it was actually the first time I had sat on his bed. Tell myself not to have any dirty thoughts regarding that. Yet, I did. What would it feel like for Logan to pin me to his bed, trail his fingers over my face, from my cheeks to my lips, down to my earlobes? Tease me with his touches and...Okay, something was definitely wrong with my head. I mentally scolded myself. I shouldn't be having such thoughts about Logan, at least not when he was staring at me like someone who had had his most important time of the day taken away. "What are you doing?" he said, the same nonchalant expression on his face.I let out a proud smile. "Your share of the cake," I said proudly."I told you already. I don't eat cake.""But I want you to.""What does that mean? Is it compulsory for everyone to eat it?" My eyes squinted at him with the way he said it.I had managed to get everyone to taste the cake. It was actu
Olivia Today felt different. I would say it was going to be a good day for me, or should I say, the brightest side of the day. I woke up on a positive note, not entirely though. Logan's teases occupied my thoughts all through the night. He had even gone to the extent of sending me a text message.Thank you.As the message entailed, it was as simple as that. But that hadn't stopped my heart from reeling over how Logan was making me feel these days. "Let's get out of bed and start the day, Olivia," I cheered, pulling the covers off my body and heading for the bathroom.I took my time in the shower. I forgot to mention that I hadn't been taking care of my hair for like two days straight. I always made a mental note to do that when I got back home, but I would end up crashing for the night and then be too lazy to do it in the morning.Today felt different. I was in the mood. I went for a simple outfit – a blouse and Converse shoes. I stared at my reflection in the mirror. My body had def
LoganThe thickness in the room was as palpable as the weight on my heart. If you were to ask me what was going on, I wouldn't be able to state it as a matter of fact. All I knew was that we, along with our father, were discussing the progress of the project. However, half of my mind was occupied by something else – Olivia, to be exact.I knew she had no ill intentions in her actions the other night. She was merely looking out for the family. I hadn't expected Scott to be so open to the matter. I had wanted to intervene but decided it was best to remain silent. Part of me knew that they were right. Such gestures were not a part of the Nero family culture. We didn't take birthday celebrations seriously, nor did we embrace events that wouldn't benefit father positively.Birthdays were not something I looked forward to, nor had I ever dreamt of them. The last birthday I had celebrated was when I was twelve. I remembered that day vividly. It was the day that revealed my father's true colo
OliviaSeeing the live scan of my baby before my eyes brought all shades of emotions to my heart. Seeing the life of another person inside me made me feel overwhelmed. I didn't try to hide away my tears from the doctor. "As you can see, your baby is living inside you pretty fine," she said with a smile as she rolled the tissue over my visible baby bump.I lifted my body on the bed to a standing position. My vision turned blurry as I found myself staring at the screen before me. "Is that my baby?" I cracked out, still in disbelief."Yes. That's your baby. I will print the photo scan for you. I'm sure you will need it," she said, proceeding to take her seat. I followed suit. This time around, I was careful with my steps. I didn't want any slight movement that would harm my baby.I grabbed my seat facing the doctor while sniffing my tears. "I'm sorry for getting too emotional," I apologized.The doctor shook her head. "It's a normal thing. We doctors are used to it. If we get easily sway