*~~Chapter Six~~*

{~~Avery Sterling~~}

Today was a rough day, and all I wanted was to slip into bed. Tomorrow would be another hard one. I did the night shift until 12 a.m. when the CMO told me to leave. He couldn’t risk the lives of his patients if the nurse taking care of them was falling asleep.

I was so grateful. The man was nice. In fact, everyone was nice. The problem stood with Logan and his family.

I sighed and got into my car. The drive back was slow, I was too tired to go at the right speed and I wasn’t about to risk my life. I pulled into the garage and turned off the engine. Placing the car in park, I took out the car keys and stumbled my way towards the door. It opened before I could touch it. My face ended up planting in a strong bared chest.

I grumbled and tried to straighten up.

“You look like you’ve had too much to drink.” Logan’s voice wiped all traces of exhaustion from me. I moved quickly and forced a smile to my face. Goddess, he’s so handsome. Sometimes I can’t breathe around him.

I remember my high school days and how obsessed I was. Every time he showed up, I’d forget how to breathe, and get so lost in trying to get him to notice me. I finally did, maybe not in the way I wanted, but he was looking at me.

“I worked a bit too much.”

“I see, come inside. I can draw you a bath.”

I blinked. I must be dreaming. I wanted to pinch myself but instead, I mouthed a thanks and followed him into the house. It smelled like grilled chicken. Must have been the dinner he had with his family. Calmed, and not willing to ruin this moment, I clambered up the stairs and followed him to my room.

“Put your things on the bed, and strip.”

“I can do that after you’ve left.”

This stops him on his way to my bathroom. He gives me a flabbergasted look.

“Are you stupid? Do you think I’m drawing you a bath because I care about relieving your muscles? I want us to discuss the sexual aspect of our agreement.”

I tensed. Was a virgin? No. I have it in my mind that I was never going to be it logan when I left, so I dated. I lost it to a guy in my class named Ethan. He was charming, he was wonderful, but he and I worked so well because we loved someone else.

We would discuss our partners and after two years of being sex buddies, Ethan’s love got jealous of me, and she asked him out. They're dating now, they're happy and she's a good friend of mine as well.

We still talk. We’re good friends. The reason I’m bringing this up is because I know how I felt during my first time. I was terrified. But Ethan had been sweet. Had I still been a virgin while Logan was looking at me like that?

His gorgeous eyes filled with disgust, I think I’d have died or broken down. I can’t believe that I’m grateful my first time wasn’t with the man I loved.

Fuck me.

“Sure. I’ll get undressed.”

I have to focus on the positives. I held my head high and softly inhaled. I pulled my coat off. Then my shoes. I dumped my bag and car keys onto the bed before moving to strip off my jumpsuit. I kept my eyes on the floor. I couldn’t stand seeing that disgust.

To be fair, I brought this on myself. I stepped out of the suit, and my underwear. I hadn’t worn a bra. I was a B cup. A bra wasn’t always necessary for me. Especially if the clothing was tight around the chest area.

I stepped towards logan, and he hummed. It didn’t sound like he was displeased.

“Is that a scar?” he inquired, pointing towards my inner thigh. He walked towards the tub and I shut the door behind me. He turned the tap on and moved towards the cabinet. I had added some stuff that I needed but I never got to use them.

“Yes. Um, I got cut by accident.”

He raised his left eyebrow and waited for me to elaborate. I didn’t want to say it, but I wanted him to trust me.

“I got drunk with um.... a boyfriend-” I couldn’t say fuck buddy. It would make me sound like a slut. And I wasn’t. I’ve slept with just Ethan. “- he was drunk too. We ended up messing around and ended up scarred. I don’t remember exactly what gave me the cut.” I lied.

I did. It had been Ethan grabbing my thigh too tightly. I’d left him a scar too, and we didn’t even have sex. We just laughed and grumbled in pain.

I gave Logan a pleading look, hoping he wouldn’t see me in a worse way.

Logan frowns, and then his eyes widen.

“You’re not a virgin?”

I shook my head, hoping that was a good thing. His eyes darkened, and a look passed over. Then he nodded. I couldn’t understand what was going through his mind. His face never gave anything away. That made my nerves spike out more.

“Good, I don’t have to go easy on you.” he turned his head, and I worried. A flash of fear mixed with anticipation coursed through my body. I stepped forward, bringing my hands up to touch his skin. He flinched like I was a horrid plague. “Just get in the tub, turn around, and grip the sides. And I will go over the rules.”

I blinked, and he turned his blank stare into a glare. Realizing I was about to be insulted, I did as he instructed. Turning my back to him, as my body dipped into the water. I gripped the edges and felt his eyes as they watched me. Heating up flames across my skin.

“From the back, perhaps I can delude myself into thinking you’re my perfect Ava. But you will not speak, you will not moan, and you will not touch me. That ring on your finger means nothing. And if I feel like you’re not satisfying me, I will bring another woman in to show you how it is done. Are we clear on those rules?”

Whatever bit of arousal that had been growing, was flushed away as i answered. “Y-yes. I understand.”

He would bring in another woman if i.... goddess, now that i don’t know if I’d be able to take.