“Mr. Watson” We both looked over to see a man in his early 30’s coming towards us as soon as we stepped out of the car. I was dressed in a knee-length black dress and a pair of heels. I decided to keep it simple. Logan’s tone and muscular body were covered in black suit and a white shirt underneath it. The first two buttons of the shirt were open which for some reason drove tingles in my belly. He looked really handsome in black.
“It’s good to meet you again, Logan,” the man said and did a manly handshake with him. He then looked at me and gave a small smile.
“Hello. My name is Jensen, Charles eldest son” he said and shook his hand with mine.
“Nice name. I need to go right now. I’ll catch you later Logan and it was nice meeting you Karolia” Jensen said and left as quickly as he came. We walked together to the church where the funeral was held.
I sat in the third row. There were maybe 60 chairs set up in the room and it was filled with people. I watched people walk up to the coffin which was placed in the center. All these people would kneel down next to him or stand over him and look at him for a while sadly, maybe crying. Logan was talking with someone, few meters away from the coffin. But after every minute he would look at me which made me uncomfortable.
“Miss, don’t you want to see the body?” old woman who was sitting next to me asked.
“I don’t know him. I just came here to give a company to my friend.” I smiled at her.
“Oh, that’s very sweet of you. Charles was a very good person.” She sniffed and I looked down, not knowing what to say.
“My name is Jamie. What’s your name dear?” she asked.
“That’s a beautiful name.” she smiled
“Thank you”. After seeing the coffin and all these people in mourning dress, my past memories came rushing back. It made me really vulnerable. But I don’t want to break down in front of all these people especially Logan. It suddenly became hard to breathe. Suddenly feeling claustrophobic, I got up from my seat and exited the church. I sat on a bench under a tree few distances away from the church. I lifted my head up and stared at the crystal clear blue sky.
“I miss you guys a lot,” I said and let the tears roll down my cheeks, which I was holding back the entire time. Seeing the lifeless body of Charles reminded me of my parents’ lifeless body, their dress covered in their own blood. The day I lost everything. My beautiful parents… I buried my face in my hands and cried softly.
“Lia?” I looked up to see Logan, his face filled with worry and concern. I quickly wiped away the tears and offered him a small smile.
“What happened?” he asked and sat next to me.
“I miss my parents Logan. I miss them so much” I decided to be truthful. He kept his hand on top of mine, squeezing it lightly.
“What happened to them?” he asked softly but hesitantly.
“They died in a car accident.” I lied effortlessly as more tears ran down my face.
“I’m sorry,” he said.
“Karolia” We looked up to see Jamie, smiling at us. I wiped away my tears and stood up from my seat.
“Is this your boyfriend?” she asked curiously. Well, that was unexpected!
“N-No. He’s just a friend” I said quickly.
“Really princess. I’m only your friend? Nothing more?” Logan asked, making me widen my eyes. What? I turned around to see Logan winking at me discreetly and I gave him a hard glare silently telling him to back off.
“So. You are her boyfriend?” Jamie asked.
“Yeah, for 2 years,” he said making me choke on my own breath. 2 YEARS!
“We just had a fight. She broke up with me. But you can’t forget the girl you love so much, you know!” he said with a sad expression. Are you damn serious?
“Fighting with each other is a sign of a perfect couple. My husband and I used to be like you kids. Always fighting for a silly matter, but we still love each other.” She said, her eyes twinkling with happiness.
“We’re not couples” I gritted out and narrowed my eyes at him, telling him to stop playing around. But he just winked at me. This man is insane!
“Let me give you an advice son. Girls are always stubborn outside, but inside they are like butter, so soft. So never give up on her. Never let her go. Stay by her side in every circumstance.” And with that, Jamie gave us a smile and left. Logan and I gave each other a look before he started laughing.
“We? Couples?” he laughed and I rolled my eyes.
“You’re an idiot,” I said and he laughed more, I clenched my fist, restraining myself from giving a punch on his handsome face.
“It’s been only two months we’ve met and you’re saying we’re together for two years. Do you know how that makes me feel?” I blabbered out quickly and he raised a brow.
“How does it make you feel?”
“It makes my heart – “ I clasped my mouth with my hands, my eyes widened at what I was about to say. Before he could question me further, I quickly turned around. When I was about to walk away he grabbed my elbow and spun me around to face him, pulling me closer while keeping his other hand around my waist. My breath hitched in my throat as I realized how close we were standing.
“Finish it,” he said
“Finish what?” I asked him innocently.
“How do you feel?”
“Right now, I feel like giving a punch on your face,” I said and he chuckled. He released his grip from my waist and took a step back.
“Really? Try me” he said and I narrowed my eyes at him. Suddenly an idea popped into my mind and I smirked at him.
“Oh my God, Logan do not look back,” I said, widening my eyes. As soon as he turned his head back to see what’s happening, I threw a punch straight on his jaw. He stumbled backward with a shocked expression and slowly touched his jaw which was red by now.
“Does it hurt sweetheart?” I asked him, biting my inside cheeks to control my laughter. He regained his composure and cleared his throat.
“No... Not at all” he said.
“Oh yeah? But your face shows the opposite. You look shocked” I smirked.
“It was unexpected. I wasn’t ready, that’s why I’m shocked. And your punch was terrible. You’re weak” he said. In a sudden rush of anger, I again tried to throw another punch to his face. But he had my wrist in his hand before I could blink. I tried to yank my hand away but he held a firm grip.
“See, I told you. You’re weak” he said and I groaned loudly. With all my pressure I yanked my hand back and walked past him. I’m not weak. I’m strong!
“Wait up Lia. It’s the truth.” He chuckled and followed behind me. He knows I’m annoyed and he’s making it as a mission to anger me. I stopped in my tracks and bend down. I grabbed a handful of sand and threw at him. Hey, I didn’t get any other idea than this. I know its childish, but do I care.
“What the hell” he growled, dusting off the sand from his coat.
“You think I’m weak huh?” I said and threw another handful of sand at him.
“Karolia, stop it. I’m being serious” he gritted out.
“I’m also serious.”
“Okay, you’re not weak. You’re strong. Now STOP” he said.
“What? I didn’t hear you” I asked even though I heard it very clearly.
“You.are.strong,” he said through gritted teeth.
“Okay then” I smiled at him.
“You ruined my dress. I’m covered in sand” he complained.
“You deserved it”
“You’ll regret this Lia. I’ll make you regret” he said.
“I’m waiting” I challenged him.
“Wait and watch,” he said and walked away.
A knock interrupted me from my reading. I closed the book and got up from the bed, walked towards the door. I opened it to see Logan with a phone in his hand.
“Mom is on line. She wants to talk to you” he said and handed me the phone before walking away.
“Hi Grecia,” I said, walking towards the bed.
“Hello, sweetheart. How’re you?” she asked. Oh god, I missed her voice.
“I’m fine. How’re you? I miss you so much”
“Me too darling. I miss you” she said.
“When will you return back? You said you’ll come last week, now it’s been two weeks” I pouted.
“That’s why I called you. I’m extending my ticket for another three more weeks.”
“What? Another three more weeks? No way” I said, shocked.
“Yes, darling. My sister is hospitalized. So I need to stay with her” she said and I frowned.
“But I’ll miss you. But it’s okay.” I said, disappointment clearly evident in my voice.
“Me too darling. Now tell me, Is Logan making any trouble with you?” she asked.
“Not till now”
“Hm, if he’s causing any trouble then inform me. I’ll handle him” she said
“That’s alright. I’ll handle with him” I said making her laugh.
“You know Karolia, I’m actually shocked that you’re alive. If it was someone else with your character, then he’ll be dead by now. You’re special. Whatever you say, he’s not reacting. I feel like only you can make him stand on his feet properly.” She said.
“I don’t think so that’s true. He’s like a bomb. He’ll explode any time. And we can’t control a bomb, ya know.”
“You’ll understand it sooner or later dear. But Karolia, promise me that you won’t leave the house without my knowledge until you find a safe place.” She said.
“I promise. I won’t leave without your knowledge.” I assured her.
“Alright. Now I need to go. I’ll talk to you later” she said
“Sure” She hung up the phone and I sighed heavily.
“Well. I’m a bomb to you huh?” I turned around to see Logan standing against the threshold with crossed arms. Don’t say me he was standing there the entire time.
“Did you eavesdrop? I asked.
“Yeah, I did,” he said, shrugging his shoulder as if it was not a big deal.
“That’s a bad habit”
“Do I look like I care?” He snorted and I just rolled my eyes. Suddenly he started to move towards me very slowly. He stopped an inch away from me and seriously I had to look up to see his face.
“W-What are you doing?” I asked him. He lifted his hand and slowly caressed my cheek with his thumb and I felt butterflies dancing in my belly. He moved another strand of hair away from my face and moved his face closer to mine, his gaze fixed on my lips. Suddenly he snatched the mobile which was in my hand and moved away from me.
“Don’t get your hopes high. I just want to take my phone back” he smirked and I narrowed my eyes at him. Asshole.
“You could’ve just asked me. And it is clear that you took advantage of the situation.” I said.
“Oh please! I’ve higher standards alright. Don’t just flatter yourself.” He said making my blood to boil. Right now I wished I could make him into a juice and give to a wolf.
“Asshole” I muttered loudly.
“Thank you baby girl for the nickname,” he said.
“I told you to stop calling me that,” I said, stamping my foot on the ground childishly
“Then stop giving me nicknames also” he replied.
“Okay, now get out. I need to read.” I said.
“Sweet dreams baby girl,” he said and left the room before I could snap at him.
“IDIOT” I yelled, unable to control my anger and in return, I heard him laugh loudly. Oh god, I need to suffer with him for another three more weeks!
I’m currently sitting on the couch staring at the blank T.V, completely bored out of my mind. From the corner of my eyes, I could see Logan’s back as he was working on his laptop. Noticing he couldn’t see me, I shifted in my position to face his back. I kept my hand under my chin and stared at him. I wish he was facing me so that I can admire his handsome face.
“I can see that you’re staring at me,” he said suddenly making me snap out from my thoughts. I suddenly shifted my position, so that I was facing the T.V now.
“Who said I was staring at you? I’m staring at the T.V”
“Don’t lie. You were staring at me” he said while typing something on his laptop.
“Do you have a third eye or something behind your head to see what I’m doing?” I asked him, irritated.
“Don’t forget I’m a fighter. I can understand the slightest movement also” he said and I rolled my eyes. Soon I heard small tapping on the window and then it became a pitter-patter and a smile formed on my lips.
“It’s raining,” I said happily. I got up from the couch and walked towards the nearest window. Puddles began to form as the rainfall became heavier. From a distance, I could see people running for cover outside and umbrellas were being opened on the streets as clouds spat out their beads of water.
“Come, let’s go dance in the rain” I suggested to him and he raised one of his brows.
“Last time I checked, you were taking shelter under a roof. Now you want to dance in the rain?” he asked. I realized he was talking about the day at the university.
“It was because I didn’t want my books to get wet. Now I’m bored and feel like going outside” I said and walked towards the front door and opened it. I took a deep breath in with a wide smile on my face and stepped into the rain. Droplets of rain fell on my body, wetting my clothes. I closed my eyes and looked up letting the drops of water to fall on my face, trying to remove all the pain and sorrow from my heart like the drops that fall to the ground. I turned around to see Logan leaning against the wall near the door with crossed arms, observing my movements.
“Why are you standing there? Come over here and enjoy the rain” I said, wiping the water from my face with my hands.
“Oh come on, loosen up for a bit. You’re no fun” I exclaimed and walked up to him.
“Please come” I tried to pull him, but he didn’t even move an inch. He just shook his head.
“No Lia. Rain isn’t my thing. I’ll catch a cold” he said huskily.
“Logan Watson, are you saying your body is weak that you can’t even come out in the rain without getting sick?” I gasped fakely and he groaned.
“I didn’t say anything like that. I’m strong, not like you” he protested.
“Then come and enjoy the rain,” I said and he narrowed his eyes at me.
“Don’t you think you’re taking too much control on me?” he asked. Am I?
“No, it’s nothing like that. I just want you to enjoy the rain. You look tired” I said finally. He looked rather tired. Bags were formed under his eyes due to lack of sleep. But at the same time, he looks handsome and perfect.
“What are you thinking?” he interrupted my train of thoughts, resulting me to look up.
“Nothing. Now come” I pulled him into the rain. I let go of his hand and started dancing, swaying my hips. Logan just stood there, staring at me the entire time with his lips twitched upwards. I suddenly stopped dancing and blushed furiously. Thank God it was raining. I don’t want him to see me blushing and tease me.
“Hey, why did you stop dancing? It was fun to see” he teased me, biting his lip to control the laughter.
“I don’t want to dance now. I lost the interest” I said sadly and walked past him. But he grabbed my wrist and spun me around to face him.
“Dance with me” he whispered huskily making my heart to beat rapidly.
“But we don’t have music,” I said, trying to find an excuse.
“Just a minute” he released his grip and rushed inside the house. After a minute he came back with a speaker in his hand. He played a song and kept the speaker on the stairs, then walked towards me.
He pulled me closer and placed his hand on my back. I kept my hand on his shoulder and our free hands finally met. Together we danced to the music, our feet in perfect sync. All seems perfect – the way he looked at me now seemed perfect, the way our hands were interlocked with each other seemed perfect. Logan seemed perfect for me. But it all broke into pieces when one question intruded my mind.
‘Does he feel the same about me?’
My alarm woke me up and I jumped higher than a frog and fell from my bed. Damn! That hurts. Why do I always wake up like this? Remind me to never keep the clock near my head. I sat up on my bed and stretched my arms yawning. I got up from my bed and went to the washroom.
After I took a long hot shower, I dressed up and applied light make up. Scarlet had called me for shopping to help her to pick a dress to wear on a date with Patrick. I wonder how many dates they went all together. I got out of my room to grab something to eat as my stomach was grumbling. As I passed through the corridor, I heard a strange noise.
Wait a minute! Did someone just cough? There was no one in the house except for me and I’m sure that Logan would have left for office by this time. I slowly walked towards the room from where the coughing sound was heard. I noticed that it was from Logan’s room.
I slowly twisted the doorknob and silently walked inside. The blanket was all over the bed covering something and I walked towards the bed. As soon as I pulled the cover, I saw something unexpected. Logan was lying on the bed, his hair messy and shirtless!
I quickly let go of the sheet and turned around as my cheeks flushed. Then I slowly turned back to see him still lying on the bed with his eyes shut. I heard him cough and pull the blanket over him.
I slowly placed my palm on his forehead to check if he has a fever. I noticed that his forehead was burning hot. He’s having a fever because of yesterday’s rain. He told me he will catch the fever, but I didn’t listen to him and challenged him. Now he’s sick because of me. What did you do Karrie?
“Mom” I heard him say, huskily.
“Logan umm...It’s Karolia” I said softly and he opened his eyes slowly and painfully.
“Logan, you’re hot,” I said.
“You only knew it now? Anyways thanks for that” he said cockily.
“Not that idiot! I meant that your body temperature is high. You’re having a fever”
“Hmm” he tried to sit up straight on the bed. As he did so, the blanket fell off his chest on his lap, revealing his toned muscles and six packs. God! I could stare at them for all day!
“I know that I’m hot, but staring is rude,” he said smirking. Oops! Guess he caught me drooling over his body. I looked up at the ceiling as I felt my cheeks heat up instantly.
“I was not staring!” I opposed.
“As you say,” he said.
“Where did you keep first aid kit?” I asked him while looking around the room.
“On the top shelf above me. But why do you need it?” He asked me. Instead of answering him, I walked towards the shelf, which was just beside his bed and stared at the top rack where the first aid kit has been placed. God! Who the hell keeps such an important thing that high!
I stretched my hand up and tried standing on my tiptoes. I heard him chuckle as soon as I grabbed the box.
“I know the sight isn’t that pretty, but at least try to laugh secretly,” I said.
“You are cute”
“Haha funny” I replied sarcastically and opened the first aid box. I took the thermometer and placed it in Logan’s mouth, after a lot of protest from him. After a few minutes, I took the thermometer and it read 39 degree Celsius. Logan is surely having a fever. I took out some tablets for fever nad gave it to him with a glass of water. He gulped it down in one go.
“You must take rest today,” I said.
“No, I’m fine. I’ve to go. I’ve got a meeting.” he said as he tried getting up from the bed. But I pushed him back into the bed with my hand on his shoulder.
“Meeting can wait. Now your health is important” I said firmly, motioning him to lie down.
“No, I’ve to go,” he said and I just gave him a glare. He just sighed and laid down, closing his eyes.
“I’ll be right back,” I said and left the room. I walked downstairs and called Scarlet on my way to the kitchen.
“Hey, Karrie!” She said in a chirpy voice from the other side.
“Hey! Just called to inform that I won’t be coming for shopping.” I said, not telling her the reason.
“Why?” she asked, bit disappointed.
“Um, I’ve some work!” I said, which is half true. I need to take care of Logan, especially when he is not well. Of course, he won’t allow, telling he can take care of himself. But right now, I won’t listen to him as I feel it’s my fault he got a fever.
“Alright, then see ya later,” she said.
“Thanks. Bye” I said before hanging up. I walked inside the kitchen and started to make breakfast for Logan. While cooking, I ate an apple to fill my grumbling stomach. I made mushroom soup. Soup has always been my favorite food whenever I’m sick. I hope Logan feels the same way.
I took the soup along with the cutlery to Logan’s room where he was still lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling. He shot up once he saw me. I brought a table near to his bed so that he could place the bowl on it and eat. Once he had finished it, he sighed in delight, licking his lips.
“It tastes good!” He said.
“I’m glad that you liked it”. I said as I took the medicine and gave it to Logan. After he was done having the tablets, I left to the bathroom. I took a small handkerchief and washed it with cold water and squeezed the excess water from it. I took it to the room and placed it on Logan’s forehead. He winced when the cold cloth came in contact with his skin, but later got adjusted to it.
After a few minutes, his eyelids slowly dropped and he drifted back to sleep. I just stared at him for some time. Then I thought of exploring his room. I know that’s really bad. But curiosity got best out of me. I walked around his room and stared at all the trophies and certificates of Watson enterprise. As I was about to leave the room, something caught my eye. There were some photos that were hidden behind the trophies. I carefully took it out and stared at it. Most the pictures were of Grecia and Logan, but I felt my heart sink inside my chest at the sight of a particular photo.
It was a picture of Logan with a girl who seemed to be about his age. She was smiling happily with her hand around his biceps and Logan was looking somewhere else, smiling. The girl was effortlessly beautiful. The photo looked like it was taken just a few years back. I placed the photo back in its place and walked out of the room with a throbbing pain in my heart.
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