Something strange happened.

He was having a drink with a random girl , eyeing her up and down and ticking her off for tonight. It wasn't like it was from his side only.

The brunette had been on his tail from quite some time.

Bumping into him.

Fingers grazing his arm.

That tease in her eyes.

And then he just let her in, seducing her into thinking she got him. .that she fooled him and she was about to get him home.

The brunette was laughing at his joke which wasn't even that funny to be honest but then something. . or someone caught his gray eyes.

Gloria standing near the bar , looking around as if not sure which way to go. The disco lights bouncing on her golden locks, a knee length skirt putting her long legs on the show. .eyes peering at her . Every rooster puffing up into approaching her .

"Are you listening?" Brunette's voice asked , a little annoyed but he still didn't look at her.

Instead he got off the stool as a "What the fuck?!" was hurled his way and went up to Gloria .

Now what compelled him to go up to her? He still wasn't sure about it. . something about her looking like a lost person. .vulnerable. .a little unsure. .a harassed doe.

And then he had said , or more like blurted out a word that sounded so alien. .he had never said this word for as far as he can remember.

It just wasn't . .his .

That word wasn't his to say.

"Stay."

Her eyes had widened with. . . disbelief? And then those emerald eyes had narrowed.

"What's your problem Logan? "

He had smirked .

"Which one would you like to hear first?"

Again his reply did something to her like she found him odd.

Strange.

Gloria rolled her eyes.

"Can you please back off now? I have to go home." She said , so closed off. So distant. A complete parallel of the person who kept coming after him.

"I'll. If you answer my question." He said gently not moving an inch.

She must have seen the determination on his face because she sighed softly. .

"Shoot."

"I want to be your," he bit his lower lip thinking for the right word to say," friend."

"Friend?" She repeated dubiously.

He nodded trying not to stare at her lips too much. She was so. . . beautiful. Her aura radiated warmth. She was the most peculiar person he had ever seen. He had met her warm side and . .her off side too. Right now.

She glanced in his eyes.

"I'll answer only. .when you answer mine." She said turning the tables around.

He didn't say anything.

All he did was nod.

He wanted to see what she had up her sleeves.

Gloria's gaze flickered towards his arm and then his chest.

"What does. . your tattoo mean?"

A shadow of surprise passed over his face and she liked that he wasn't expecting to hear this.

"I think. .no. .I know if I told you . .you won't believe." He said slowly.

Gloria raised her eyebrow.

"Try me."

"It means. . . nothing."

Gloria actually stood straighter, clearly not believing his words. A frown playing on her face.

"Don't you dare lie to-"

"I'm not. My tattoo means nothing. I got it on spur of the moment. .they are just a bunch of lines . Not everything has a meaning. " He smiled at her, his grey eyes stunning her a bit.

Okay, that was . . unexpected.

She thought it must have a deep meaning behind like how she read in Tattooed love , the guy had a tattoo that the heroine found really intriguing.

She tried  not to show her disappointment.

As if seeing her disappointment, he sighed and then—right before her eyes he shrugged off his jacket in one swipe.

"Hold it." He said and mutely she took the jacket from his hand.

The white short sleeved T-shirt emphasizing his bulging biceps , his hard chest proving itself . . tugging against the shirt. .and then he outstretched his arm. .the black swirls of ink slithering from his arm to his wrist and she could see they were just. .waves like lines intercepting each other . .

"I have a thing for waves so I told J.D to mimick them. Really it means nothing-"

Involuntarily she reached out, her pointer finger touching his heated skin. .the top of her finger tracing a line.

The veins in his arm contracting at her touch. .

He stopped talking as if zapped by electricity.

"It has a meaning. Waves." She smiled , not looking at him and then she glanced at him.

He looked a little uptight.

"J.D?" She asked.

His shoulders relaxed a little as he took his jacket back from her and shrugged it on, the material crunching, the whole scene mesmerizing her .

"Yeah my brother. He's a tattoo artist." He said , his voice proud.

"He must be good at his job ," she said , admiration glinting in her eyes.

"So is that a yes?" His lips went skyward, his eyes playful.

She thought for a moment.

Well, there was no harm in being just friends because. . .

But what she felt around him didn't feel like friends. .

Also his sextape was clouding everything, making him stand in a mist. .

"I-i am not sure if we should be. . .friends because you . .you-"

He sighed.

"Because I have a fucking sextape ."

She winced.

Okay, that sounded a little harsh and different when he said it out loud . .

The cat was out of the bag so really she didn't need to say anything much .

He breathed out through his nose.

"What do you want me to do about it? "He asked . So impassive.

"I don't want to...well, actually . .I have so many questions about it. How can I be friends with someone who has a porn video around?" She asked in a low voice.

Logan stared at her , his face like a wall. Giving away nothing.

"I get it. You want to know about the whys and hows right?" He said , his voice cracked.

"Right."

His eyes dipped to her neck , her jugular vein throbbing out.

"How can I tell you all that Gloria? When we aren't even friends?" His gaze lifted up to her face , his eyes somber.

And that was a question that really put her on the edge.

Taking on his offer seemed like a leap of faith, she had no idea what will be on the other side?

But then life was all about taking risk .

And . .she wanted to know his story from him . Not from anyone else .

So she lifted her hand , his eyes following her moves.

"Friends?"

A smile broke out on his face as he nodded, slipping his large hand in her small one, enveloping her hand.

"Friends."

How come her heart jumped when he touched her?

Hastily she dropped her hand, feeling the tingles all over her body.

Friends.

They were only friends.

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The Mugler PJs were so soft and comfy , she felt like floating in clouds.

Friends?

He was going to be her friend?

That sounded so. .odd. Out of place.

She was staring at his Facebook profile, his display picture . .the friend request option below his picture was taking up her vision.

Should she send a request?

Or not?

Wait for him to send one?

Oh God. .this was so hard on her soul.

But he took the first move on her and offered his friendship so technically she should be the one now taking the second move, outstretching her social media hand .

Nodding, she tapped on the option.

And then her heart started to thud against her chest . .what if he didn't accept the request?

Biting her nail, her eyes glued to the screen . .she didn't notice Marie coming in her room . Her belly rounder, fuller than the last time .

She was looking at how mistress was staring at the weird screen with white light coming from it.

Quietly, she placed the green tea cup on the table .

"Your green tea is here." Marie said loudly catching her emerald eyes.

Blush bloomed on her face for being caught day dreaming.

"Thank you Marie. You can leave now. Rest ." Gloria said generously , warming her heart.

Mistress was always so generous and thoughtful when it came to her. She had never seen such a beautiful person , not even in her village. Such people were rare .

Marie knew she could put her life on line for her.

Gloria noticed absently that Marie had left.

It had been ten minutes since she send the request and still no sign of him . . . sighing she was about to shut off her laptop when it pinged.

Wildly, she searched the screen and sure enough. . .

You are now friends with Logan Reeds.

And her messenger popped up with a message from Logan .

Heart in her throat, she tapped the message open.

Logan Reeds : You took my offer in literal sense ; ) GlowWow ? Really?

Smiling , she typed away.

GlowWow: Don't judge . And yes I took it all the way to Facebook 💋

Logan Reeds: I hope you not stalking me? O_o

GlowWow : you're so adorable. . Not!

Logan Reeds : Thanks ! I murdered a gummy bear and ate it's heart to get this adorable 😏

GlowWow: Wasn't expecting that.

Logan Reeds : Neither was the gummy bear 🐻

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