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When her daydream nudged her opening, she moved her other hand down and slid two fingers inside her. Imagination blended with reality. She ground against her palm, rubbing faster and harder as orgasm built. Logan pounded, hitting the right angle with each thrust. She arched her back. Her head spun with a light, floaty feeling.
She bit the tip of her tongue when she came, barely having the presence of mind to keep the volume down.
Jodie collapsed back on the mattress, clinging to the feathers of pleasure as they flitted along her body.
The noise from the other room had faded at some point. It didn’t matter. With the light, floaty feeling inside, she wouldn’t have cared if Noah was blaring music and had fifty people in his room.
As she drifted on the edge of sleep, fantasy-Logan curled up behind her in bed and draped an arm over her waist. Part of her mind protested. This was taking not-reality too far.
She was too tired to care.
Chapter Two
Logan knocked on the apartment door and waited. Seven in the morning, even on a Thursday, was probably too early for Noah to be up. Jodie would be awake, though.
The deadboltthunked, and seconds later, the door creaked open. Jodie was already turning away, but not before he caught a glimpse of the shadows under her eyes.
“Late night?” he asked as he followed her into the kitchen.
“Finals. What do you think?” When she first got to California, he’d struggled to keep his gaze from falling to her ass and watching the way her hips swayed when she walked away.
It took time, but he’d trained himself to keep his focus straight ahead. “Right. Duh.” He pulled out a chair from the kitchen table and dropped into it. “Sleeping beauty up yet?”
“Doubt it. Coffee?” Her words were strained.
“I’m good. Thanks.”
“Your loss.”
When Logan was sixteen and his father married Jodie’s mother, the melodramatic teenager he was swore it was the worst thing to ever happen to him. Gaining a new sibling was bad enough, but even then, Jodie radiated temptation.
He did a decent job of pushing her away, to the point of making her hate him. Then he left for college. Out of state. Away from Jodie. Only seeing her on holidays, at family dinners, was no big deal. She couldn’t stand him, and he’d grown up. Didn’t need to let his dick think for him.
She grabbed a mug from the cupboard, filled it with coffee, then opened the fridge. When she bent at the waist to grab the milk, his gaze drifted without permission. She did wicked things to her jeans.
When she applied for Master’s programs at various schools, he fucked up. She’d narrowed it down to two choices—Brigham Young University and Stanford. If he’d kept his mouth shut, she would have stayed in Utah, and probably been miserable with BYU’s code of conduct, but she would have gotten as good an education, and she wouldn’t be here.
But no. He had to say he had a friend who needed a roommate. This was her first choice, after all. She should have moved in with Noah and been put off by his social life and too busy studying to have one of her own. Instead, she had to go and develop a crush on the douchebag.
“You’re welcome to go wake him up if you want.” Jodie took the seat next to Logan and set her drink on the table.
Up close, it was easier to see the lines of exhaustion marring her features. They didn’t make her any less captivating. He shook his head. “I’ll get to it. We don’t have to be out of here for a little while. How are you?”
“Finals. How do you think?” She gave him a thin-lipped smile and sipped her coffee.
He chuckled at the hint of teasing in her dry tone. “Tired. Grumpy. Anxious for that moment when it’s over and you can breathe.”
A hint of genuine leaked into her expression. “Nailed it. You?”
“’Bout the same. Pass, fail—it’ll be done.”
She nudged her mug toward him. “Sure you don’t want some?”
“All right.” He took a long swallow of her coffee. Perfect mixture of sugar, cream, and hot. His mind tried to fast forward to the innuendo saying that aloud would lead to, and he shoved the errant thought aside.
“A bunch of us are meeting up in Oregon in June, for The Warped Tour. Susan, Olivia… They have extra tickets, if you’re interested,” Jodie said.
Some of his favorite bands, a huge music festival… That sounded like fun. And another bad idea. “I can’t.”
