All Chapters of Cheap Trick: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Chapter ElevenDanielleI carefully pull Logan’s earbuds out of his ears and take the iPad from his lap, shutting it off and putting it away in his carry-on bag. The pilot just came on and asked us all to turn off our electronic devices so we can start our descent. It’s been rather cold this whole flight, and Logan and I were sharing my blanket as we watched Infinity War together on the iPad. Logan fell asleep halfway through, and I’m feeling just as sleepy.After putting my own stuff away, I buckle my seat belt and look at Logan’s lap, biting my lip. I don’t know if his seatbelt is on, thanks to the blanket. I lift it up so I can check. His seat belt isn’t buckled, and I don’t want to wake him up. Unbuckling mine again, I lean over, trying to find both parts to his seatbelt so I can click it into place.I can’t reach it, so I drop to my knees and inch closer. And then the plane hits a bit of turbulence. I pitch forward, hitting my forehead on Logan’s knee.“Trying to cop a feel?” he

Chapter ThirteenDanielle“I’ll have a mimosa,” I tell the waiter. “But can I get vodka instead of champagne, and then hold the orange juice?”The waiter lowers his notepad and blinks. “You just want vodka?”“Yes.” I close my drink menu. “Make it a double, please.” “Interesting way to start the day but a good choice nonetheless,” he says with a chuckle. “And for you, sir?”“I’ll have the same but with the orange juice,” Logan orders even though he hates vodka. He’s a beer and whiskey drinker. Occasionally, he’ll take a shot or two of tequila. But vodka…nope. He said he drank too much during college and it ruined it for him.“You okay?” Logan asks when the waiter steps away. We’re sitting at the end of a large table, surrounded by my sister’s friends. Two have been her friend since high school, and she met the others during college.“Physically, I’m fine. I even agree with you that this dress looks good on me. But mentally.” I widen my eyes and make a face. “That’s a whole different s

Chapter FifteenDanielleI toss my bag in the back and get in the passenger seat, handing the keys to Logan. I left most of that vodka untouched on the breakfast table, but I’m still feeling a little tipsy, so having Logan drive is the safer option. Plus, I read that some of the roads are really narrow and twisty. That kind of driving would stress me out too much.“I brought water and snacks.” I pull the seatbelt over my lap and click it into place.“Good. I’ll be able to last a few hours.”I laugh. “I could never be on one of those survival shows. Going more than like six hours without eating is torture. While I’m awake, I mean. I can make an exception when I’m sleeping those solid twelve hours.”“You do not sleep for twelve hours.” He backs out of the parking space. “You stay up until two or three watching YouTube videos almost every night.”“That’s not true.”Logan steals a look at me, raising his eyebrows.“Sometimes it’s TV or just mindlessly scrolling through the social media si

Chapter SeventeenLoganI pride myself on being a rational person. Thinking things through and not taking risks has got me this far in life relatively unscathed. And right now?Right now I want to kiss Danielle.I want to hold her close and never let go.But that’s a risk, isn’t it?She’s my best friend, has made it clear she’s not interested in dating anyone, and doesn’t even want to stay in Eastwood. Eastwood is my home. All my family is there…yet I’d follow Danielle anywhere.I lower my gaze from her eyes to her lips, well aware that this might be the single most stupid decision I’ve ever made. But sometimes you have to take risks to reap the reward.But a million what-ifs go through my mind, and for each one, I can find a logical reason to call bullshit.What if things are awkward between us? It’s not like they haven’t been before. We’ll get over it.What if the kiss is bad? There’s no chance in Hell it’s going to be bad.What if she doesn’t want me to kiss her? All the signs are

Chapter NineteenDanielleFireworks.All I see are fireworks.Waves crash against the shore, spraying our legs with water. A big one could sweep us out to sea, and I don’t think I’d notice.Because Logan Dawson is kissing me.The second his lips touched mine, I knew we weren’t acting anymore. Everything faded away, and right now, all I feel is him.His lips against mine.His arms around me.His hips brushing against mine.My heart is beating so fast I can feel my pulse throughout my entire body. Every nerve in my body tingles, and the heat that’s rushing through me threatens to burn me from the inside out.Logan slides his hand down my back, fingers resting right at the top of my ass. He moves his other hand from my chin to my hair, and my long locks tangle over his fingers. My lips part, welcoming his tongue into my mouth. Knees threatening to buckle, I reach up, needing to hold onto him for support.Once my arms are around him, Logan pulls me in even closer, smashing my breasts agai