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Sacred Affection

Chapter 3 3

Word Count: 1230    |    Released on: 24/01/2024

g smirk that curved on his lips told me that he h

, and maybe even a bit worried about where I was missing, until L

obably should have. But the other part of me wanted to stay out

side, which I refused. It was loud and crowded in there, plus no doubt either one of his ban

my shoulder, for body heat, while the two of us leaned against the wall

both laughed, and his arm tightened around my sh

e was absolutely freezing as well. There was a sudden panic in my mind, because I remembered that I didn't live

ack to mine, although we could always just go back to the pub. I wasn't planning

halantly, taking slow drags from his cigarette, pl

y place is an utter riot at the moment" I ch

ve a better description" he took a swig of

? Besides it's not like I'll be doing anything tha

es building up in my stomach, gui

the door, as he observed my movements, while taking slow drags from his cigar

e the living room a kitchen, which was filled with empty cans of b

g from behind me, dubbing his cigarette out in the ashtray, beside the door frame. "

my gratefulness, Pete was nowhere in sight. I wasn't worried if I got caught 'cheating' b

e waved a dismissive hand

ohol or to go out for a cigarette. It was noticeable how Logan was shifting closer to me, but I sa

uch, that I didn't even hear Pete walk in

ring over his words, making my neck almost

though I knew whether me and Logan have done

more concerned about what Logan was currently thinking. I didn't want him to think I was some slag

asked, almost falling over,

an questioned, rather confused, wh

noticed. Logan looked over at me, looking a little hurt and angry, b

, and Logan quickly stood up, in

so clearly she isn't very satisfied with whatever the fuck you're giving her" Logan

ut fell backwards, as he tripped over his own foo

me, rolling his eyes, he grabbed his c

uld help Pete or go after Logan, a

ather running after him, since he was speed-walk

nable to find the lighter before he fi

up and pulled his arm back to stop him

o face me, his hands buried deep in his po

ave a boyfriend" I looked

ive minutes, we were chatting. Have a nice night"

else to say to him. I'd only known him for a short

lked away, leaving me standing on the steps, sighing, slow

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