All Chapters of Hidden Desires: My Best Friend's Older Brother : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

As I tilted my head slightly, shifting to meet his gaze, the sight that greeted me was Logan's mischievous grin. He had caught me completely off guard, and the laser gun he pointed to the side of my head emphasised the sudden change in dynamics. The dimly lit arena had transformed into a playground for our own private game, and Logan's close proximity sent a rush of exhilaration through me."What did you say, kiddo?" Logan leaned in closer, his lips almost grazing my ear as he whispered in a tone tinged with a hint of annoyance at my previous words. His breath, warm and tantalizing, brushed against my skin as he maintained his firm grip, his laser gun still pointed at the side of my head. The intimate closeness between us intensified, and I could feel the heat radiating from his body, sending a wave of excitement and intrigue through every nerve."Nothing," I managed to stammer in response, the words escaping my lips in a barely audible whisper. My throat felt dry, and I swallowed har

As the calendar pages turned, marking the passage of time, the absence of Logan became a constant, echoing refrain in the rhythm of my daily life. Each day seemed to carry the weight of his departure, and I found myself navigating through the mundane routines with a persistent longing for his vibrant presence.In the months that unfolded, Logan's life took a new trajectory. The demands of his professional endeavors led him to establish another branch of his company in the city he had relocated to. Juggling responsibilities on both fronts, he immersed himself in the intricacies of managing business affairs in two different locations. Logan found himself in the unique position of overseeing operations not only in our familiar hometown but also in the city where he had chosen to make his new residence. The expansion of his company into this unfamiliar territory brought with it a set of challenges that he faced with characteristic determination and tenacity.The dichotomy of managing affa

There he was, Logan, waiting at the arrivals gate with a broad smile that instantly dissolved any lingering traces of homesickness. It was as if a missing piece of the puzzle had finally fallen into place. I quickened my pace, heart pounding with a mix of surprise and joy, eager to embrace the familiarity he brought to this new chapter of my life.In a heartbeat, I sprinted towards him, my heart pounding in sync with the rapid beats of my footsteps. The distance between us seemed to vanish as I reached his outstretched arms. The magnetic pull drew us together, and as our bodies collided, it was as if the world melted away, leaving only the warmth of his hug.With a surge of spontaneous energy, I leapt into his waiting arms. His strong arms enveloped me, creating a secure cocoon that shielded me from the complexities of the outside world. With an effortless grace, he effortlessly scooped me up, cradling me in his arms. My legs naturally found their place, encircling his waist like a c

Logan's name lighted up the phone screen. Answering the call, I was greeted by his familiar voice, a reassuring presence amid the vibrant buzz of dormitory life."Kiddo, I'll be picking you up at 8 tonight," Logan declared, his tone carrying an air of anticipation that sparked my curiosity."Huh?" I responded, a touch of confusion colouring my voice. The unexpected nature of his call added an intriguing layer to the day's events."I've got a special welcome treat just for you," Logan assured, the playful undertone in his voice heightening the mystery surrounding the evening."Really?" I replied, genuine surprise punctuating my words. The notion of a welcome treat caught me off guard, and my mind raced with delightful possibilities."Yeah, baba," Logan affirmed, his endearing nickname for me sending a ripple of excitement through the conversation. The enthusiasm in his voice was contagious, and I couldn't help but mirror it.As the evening approached, the anticipation of Logan's welcom

Logan's perspective As the soft morning light bathed the room, I found myself waking up in a dream, and there she was – Blaire, nestled in my arms. The delicate contours of her face were a sight I cherished waking up to. My fingers traced a gentle path along her cheek, and I couldn't resist the urge to lean in and press a tender kiss to her lips. Her eyes fluttered open, meeting mine with a warmth that ignited a smile on her face, completing the enchanting morning tableau."Morning, Logan. " she whispered, her lips meeting mine in a sweet morning kiss. Reality struck hard as I realized this wasn't a dream. My eyes widened in disbelief, and a shock akin to a bomb dropping on my head engulfed me. There she was, Blaire, in my bed, in my arms, naked—no longer a figment of my imagination but a tangible reality. Memories of the night before flashed before my eyes, and a mix of emotions surged within me. With a sense of urgency, I got off the bed, hastily pulling on my clothes. "Logan?" B