Aww manh! Look what you made me do... A BONUS CHAPTER!

I must really love you all!!

This chapter is of 4048 words and includes sassy remarks, jokes and sex.

Also fun note, I am writing this bonus chapter 5 years after publishing this book so I had reread the character names and behavior and main scenarios before writing this ;)

DEDICATED TO EVERYONE WHO LOVES LOGAN!

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Bonus Scene:

After 2 years.

I picked up an empty packet of chips, littered on the floor and threw it into the dustbin.

"I can't believe he would do that! He just never learns!" I yelled, scowling at the messy room. "And to think I love him."

"Maybe you should get another man." Brittany suggested, painting her nails a bright shade of yellow.

"That shade could blind the sun." Alicia grunted, painting her own nails a mild shade of brown.

"And that shade looks like you pooped on your hand." Brittany retorted back instantly.

I looked at Janice for help, she was usually the only one sane now-a-days. It could be because Dylan and Janice were getting married in three months. Since that announcement, Janice has been flying on cloud nine and already acting like a family woman with no sassy bone in her. To be honest, it didn't suit her at all.

Janice sighed heavily, as if having forced to deal with a bunch of kids. "Brittany, that shade is a little too bright. And Alicia I think you try a pink shade, that will suit you better."

Alicia grinned and nodded, grabbing a fuchsia shade. "Thanks Jenny."

"It's Janice." I muttered, getting a little jealous of how close Alicia and Janice had gotten over the years. It wasn't a good feeling, the green demon. "Now what should I do about Bryan?"

"What did he do now?" Janice asked.

I exhaled heavily, remembering the events of the past few weeks. "He's been ignoring me constantly. He stays out late at night with the excuse of working but I know he isn't working. He is all fidgety and nervous when he comes back home, like he's done something I shouldn't be finding out. He's always on the phone, his screen lock is changed so I can't access the phone. He is hiding something."

"Do you think he's cheating on you?"

"Well, I AM NOW!" I glared at Alicia.

"I am sure he isn't cheating." Brittany assured. "Men go through that phase, you know. Give him some time."

"What about sex?" Janice prompted.

"What about sex?"

"Do you have it?"

I flushed under their curious gazes, biting my lower lip I slowly shook my head. "No, we haven't. I mean we kiss but not sex. He comes home late, I go to work early. We barely have time to talk."

"When was the last time you did the nasty?"

I cleared my throat, feeling even more uncomfortable now. "Um, a month back."

All three women gasped as if that had to be the most shocking thing they had ever heard. They didn't even have this reaction when Janice said she was engaged or when June, Connor's wife had announced her pregnancy.

"Do – you..." Alicia started and I knew I wouldn't like what was going to come out of her mouth. "Do you think you are not sexy enough anymore?"

"Or Bryan's having some dick problems!" Brittany added.

"Yes maybe he's too tired to get it on." Janice continued.

"I think its Joanna." Alicia nodded, set on insulting me like always.

"Gee thanks. I am so glad to have friends like you." I grunted in disgust at them, staring with annoyance into their mirth-filled eyes. "Such a mood-booster you all are."

"You still love us." Janice shrugged, turning her attention back to the book she was reading.

I scoffed as their eyes drifted away without any help to me. "Really?"

"What?"

"Ugh!" I screamed in exasperating, walking away from them and into the kitchen to get something to drink.

Mumbling to myself, as I got a glass of guava juice. "What helpful friends! Such gems I tell you. Absolutely worthless. I should start looking for new friends."

And as if on cue the door opened and in walked Logan, Ian and Dylan, their arms stuffed with bags of food and drinks and they laughed as they entered the house.

I frowned, they didn't have to knock, they had the damn key to my house. And here they are walking and strolling about like this is their own place.

"Aye!" I shouted at them. "Can you at least knock once before showing yourself inside?"

"Nope." Was the prompt answer from three men.

Huffing in annoyance, I looked at them. "Where's my useless boyfriend?"

"Bryan?" Logan questioned, automatically going to the cookie jar in the kitchen and taking five cookies. "Gotta take them before Alan comes." He muttered to himself, stuffing the cookies in his pocket.

My lips twisted in repulsion at that sight. "Logan! You are 23! Can you act like it?"

Logan shrugged a nonchalant shoulder. "What? 23 year olds don't like cookies?"

I shook my head, knowing he was a lost cause. "Whatever. Where's Bryan?"

"On the way. Why you miss him?" Dylan winked at me.

"No, I need to slap him for cluttering the room."

"Quick tell Bryan it's code Red." Logan gushed out his mouth full from a cookie. "Tell him to run away and never look back. He'll be safer in the jungles of Africa."

"Another word and no cookies for you." I warned him, my eyes narrowed, letting him know I was serious.

Logan swallowed the cookie and nodded slowly. "Tell Bryan to start cleaning the house. Jeez, what a prick. Making our sweet Joanna work like this. Has he no shame?"

Ian snorted at the change in Logan's behavior. "You really are a sucker for cookies."

"I am. That's the only thig I miss from living here. I could eat the best cookies whenever I wanted. Now I have to climb up floors to eat them" Logan replied, rather sullenly.

"Haww." I countered. "Nothing else you missed?"

Logan shrugged and then winked. "Well I certainly don't miss hearing this-" his voice raised significantly to imitate that of a girl screaming. "Oh Bryan, yes yes, right there. Ahh. Oh oh oh. I am so close. Faster. Faster. Harder."

And then Logan is running around the house cackling like a mad man while I ran behind him with a scissor so I can cut off his nasty tongue. "I do not say that" I yelled, trying to catch him.

Logan dived towards the door and it opened just then, hitting Logan square in the face, making him groan in pain and fall on his butt.

I strolled towards him, with a big grin on my face, twirling the scissor on my finger. "That is instant karma."

Alan looked at the collapsed Logan and then at me. He shook his head, coming inside. "What did you do now Logie?"

"Nothing!" Logan complained getting up, he rubbed his stinging forehead. As he stood with difficulty, a cookie fell from the pocket.

Logan froze. Alan froze. I froze.

And then Logan was running again, this time with Alan chasing after him. "You dick! You promised you wouldn't steal the cookies. Can you not keep your hands off the jar for two minutes?"

"I am sorry! I couldn't help myself!"

Logan jumped on the couch, circling it. Alan inching closer and closer to him. "You need to go to cookie therapy!"

"There's no such thing as that." Logan snapped back.

"Then you need to stop breaking promises."

"It's just a cookie."

"Exactly it's a cookie!"

"Hey babe."

I turned my eyes from the bumbling idiots to my boyfriend. The years had done justice to him. His beard was now full and tickled every time we kissed but he looked so hot in it that I hated to see him clean shaved now.

His visits to the gym were showing the results and his cheat was broader, his arms firmer and those abs and pecs – just delicious. Every time he wore boxers, the V-line was prominent and it was enough to make any woman drool.

He was wearing a white tee and blue jeans and they hugged that well-built body so beautifully. It's as if God had put extra efforts while carving him. And he was mine, all mine. Enough if he littered in the room like a baby.

"Hey." I breathed out, the pent up sexual tension of one month catching up to me.

Without thinking, I grabbed him by the collar and pressed my lips over his, loving the familiar taste of his minty mouth and his soft lips.

It took him a few seconds to get over the shock but then I heard something drop on the floor and his arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me snug against his own hard body. His face titled and his lips moved over mine, slowly gently. His tongue slipped into my mouth, lavishly flicking against mine and exploring every corner of my wet desperate mouth.

His teeth grazed against my lower lip and I moaned into his mouth, pulling myself closer to his body, hating the clothes that came between us. His fingers dug into my waist and mine tangled into his silky hair.

I needed to breath but I didn't want to let go, no, I wanted to kiss him for all of eternity. Wanted him to taste every part of my body so I could happily return the favor. I bit his lower lip, pushing him a little behind. His back hit the wall and his hands slipped inside my top, grazing over the bare skin, building goosebumps with every touch.

"Guys! Seriously! We are not in a mood to see the start of porno."

At that taunting voice, we finally broke up, as if realizing for the first time that we had an audience.

I stepped back, breathing heavily, trying to hide my hardened nipples by pulling my hair over the breasts. Bryan sadly didn't have that liberty. His arousal was evident through the bulge in his pants.

"Ugh, why are they here again." I groaned, arranging my top and hair.

Bryan seemed pissed as well, he glared at Dylan. "Beats me. Let's leave them here and we'll go to Logan's."

Logan, Alan and Ian lived just a few floors below us. But somehow everyone always ended up here, in mine and Bryan's apartment. Days like this, I hated it.

"Woah there. No way!" Logan shrieked, shaking his head. "My room is a mess."

"You just don't want us to see the dozen pictures of your girlfriend handing over your walls." Janice spoke, rolling her eyes.

Logan's eyes snapped to Alan with accusation. "You told them."

"I had to!" Alan said in pain. "You know how these women are! They don't need truth serums, they just glare."

"Yes because it's you!" Logan snapped back.

"Okay, that's enough. Logan everyone knows you are so whipped. And Kathy really is a nice girl." I said making them stop from escalating the fight. It was like they couldn't stop bickering for even 15 minutes.

Alan had decided last year, that he was actually bisexual and was now dating a guy from his work. It was all still hush-hush but they seemed happy with each other.

Alicia and Ian were going good and though they had no plans of marriage - that we knew of - they were actually planning on adopting a puppy on their two year anniversary. "Wow, a bitch getting a bitch." Was what I had said when she first told us the news. Her reply had been less than nice. "Yes, she can call you her snarky Aunt."

Brittany and Max were once again giving their relationship a shot. It was difficult to know when they were on and when they were off. It was crazy trying to keep up with their fights and sudden break offs. But now they seemed satisfied and that's all we could ask for.

As the day progressed, Logan made lame jokes that ended up with him getting slapped on his head by multiple people.

"Logan why don't you just behave yourself?" Janice grunted, slapping him for the crude remark he had made about her and Dylan's honeymoon.

"What's the fun in that?" Logan replied, stuffing a whole piece of pizza in his mouth without gagging. "Girls, you should be doing this, stuffing your mouth and not gagging."

"Eww Logan!"

"Fuck you manh!"

"Shut up or I'll kill you."

The girl's reaction were around these lines while the guys just guffawed at the comment, earning a slap each.

"So we are going to beach?" Alicia asked after a while. Everyone was overfull and just lazed in the living room, breathing heavily, doing nothing productive.

"Yes." Bryan replied her, his fingers lightly grazing up and down my arm while my head rested over his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat. "We have to reach there by 7."

"Why again?" I asked, not wanting to leave the house and just wanting to cuddle with my boyfriend who I knew wouldn't cheat on me.

His heartbeat increased, uneven and trembling. His fingers froze on my arm and he stiffened. I raised my head to look at him. What's with this reaction?

Bryan didn't look at me, he looked around at the multiple faces, his eyes nervous and eyebrow sweating. "Bryan?"

"Because we haven't gone to the beach together in a long time." Dylan answered, jumping to Bryan's excuse.

My eyes darted from Bryan's face to Dylan's. He was smiling, it was also anxious and fake. I looked at the other guys and none of them looked at me, they either looked at the plain wall or into their locked phones. I blinked in confusion. "What's going on?"

"Nothing." Bryan assured quickly, squeezing my arm and kissing my forehead. "Will you wear that blue dress I got you?"

"The strapless one?"

"Yep."

I shrugged. "Sure."

"Good." Bryan bent his head, his lips near my ears so the others couldn't hear him. "I can't wait to strip it off you later."

My breath hitched and I swallowed hard.

His tongue licked my earlobe and I bit my lower lip from gasping. "But it's so short, I could just push it up, press you against a wall and fuck you hard. A trailer before the movie."

My thighs clenched together and a wetness started to settle in the apex of my legs. My breathing shaky and full of desire.

But Bryan didn't stop, he bit the earlobe gently, blowing hot air into my ear that made my nipples stand in attention. "Or I could throw you on the sandy beach, spread your legs apart and fuck you with my fingers and tongue until you come over and over into my mouth and I suck you dry. Until you can't even stand."

"Bryan!" I couldn't help the light moan of approval from escaping my thirsty mouth. My insides twirling and my mind filled with images of Bryan's slick tongue running over my clit, his fingers sinking into the depths of my pussy and his mouth sucking my folds, while all I can do is watch him pleasure me and then I explode around his mouth but he doesn't stop, his tongue replaces his fingers and he's eating me up, voraciously, impatiently.

"Are you imaging it?" His voice hoarse now. "Are you thinking of my tongue on your pussy?"

"Yes." I moaned, closing my eyes, relishing the image.

"Are you wet?"

My thighs rubbed against each other, feeling the wetness in my panties. "So wet. For you."

Without another word, Bryan stood up, making me almost fall on the ground. He grabbed my arm and pulled me behind him, away from our friends and into our bedroom.

From behind me I heard Logan chuckle softly. "They are going to do the nasty."

"I am surprised he could hold back for a month." Dylan snorted.

"Should I tell them to use vanilla condoms?"

"Don't you are Logan." Max warned. "They still hates us for catching them in indecent positions."

And then the bedroom door shut and their voices faded. Bryan pushed me on the bed, climbing on top of me, we were both breathing hard. The one month seemed to have taken a toll on both of us.

His head lowered and his kissed me deep, his hands on my slacks, removing them. I lifted my hips, helping him. Soon my slacks and panties were thrown somewhere on the ground.

His lips trailed from my mouth to my neck and I arched my back, tugging on his tee. His tee soon joined my discarded slacks. My hands roamed over his wide back, appreciating the firmness. His hands pushed my legs apart and before I could think, his hand was on my clit, a finger drawing a vertical line from the top to the bottom. "So wet." Bryan murmured appreciatively in my neck as he sucked the skin there.

I moaned, rubbing myself unabashedly against the fingers. "Bryan."

"I know baby, I know." Bryan groaned, standing and removing his pants and boxers in one swift motion. While he did that I removed my top and bra. "We are going to be fast."

"And hard."

"And hard." Bryan nodded, unwrapping a vanilla condom and pulling it over his hard length.

I liked my lips, the sight of his long thick shaft making me wetter. It was perfect and filled me fully as if made just for my pussy.

He straddled over my hips again, his eyes gazing lovingly into mine. He kissed my forehead and I almost melted into his sweet gesture. "I thought it was fast and hard." I gasped as his lips dropped to my closed eyelids and cheeks.

"It is." He whispered over my heated skin and then in a rapid motion he was inside me, filling me so completely, so unexpectedly.

"Fuck!" I hissed, arching my back as I tried to accommodate him.

"Shit!" Bryan rested on his elbows, shifting inside. "Did you get tighter?"

"No!" I grunted, not sure if that was even possible. "Move."

"You sure?"

I wrapped my legs around his hips, digging me heel into his back. "Move."

Bryan groaned, raspy and heady. "Fuck yes." he said and he moved out completely, and then back again. My toes curled as he once again paused inside, as if savoring the pleasure of being inside me. "You are so warm and tight around me. Shit, it's unnerving!"

I was gasping with desperate need, trembling underneath him. "Bryan, please." I need some friction. My hands curled around his biceps, breasts heaving with need. He nodded, his hair brushing over my collarbone. "Yes yes, I am moving."

He shifted as he entered me again this time hitting that particular sweet spot. My toes curled as I arched my back, head topped back and moaning lightly.

"You are a vision babe, naked under me, glistening with sweat as you moan my name." Bryan's tone was hoarse, filled with desire. He pressed his lips on the curve of my breast, sucking gently and as he moved leisurely.

I clenched around him, not understanding on what level was this fast and hard. So deciding to take matters in my own hand, I grabbed his face and stuck his mouth directly on my needy nipple, urging him to suck it. "Move Bryan, or I'll come right here."

Bryan chuckled, the vibrations going right from your breasts to your wet clit as it trembled around his thick shaft. "I'll fuck you now." He bit on the nipple, enough to cause a sting and pain and before it turned into pleasure he had pulled out and was inside me again, moving roughly, fast. Hitting that sweet spot over and over again.

He moved his attention to the next nipple, biting it and sucking it as I withered under his hold. He grew greedy as he fucked me, shoving harder, going deeper with every thrust. I moaned his name as my pussy kept clenching and unclenching around him, my breasts feeling heavy with the attention.

Finally unable to take anymore, I cried out. "I think I –"

"I can feel you shaking around my dick babe." Bryan cooed, raising his head, drops of sweat falling from his hair on my chest. His face leaned lower, his body resting completely on top of me and his lips on next to my ear. His hands lifted my hips off the bed, that action somehow made him go even deeper.

I groaned, turning my head and biting into his shoulder to stop from screaming. With one last hard thrust I convulsed all around him, shaking and trembling as my body exploded from the pleasure. My eyes closed and breathing quavered as the orgasm made me tighten around him. Bryan grunted. "Fuck, you are squeezing me so tight."

Somehow managing to whisper through the mind-bending and seemingly never-ending orgasm. I let out. "Then come for me."

I felt him stretch slightly and then a minor shake as he let go, his muffled moan over my hair and ear as I milked him dry.

"Fuck." He groaned, breathing heavily. I nodded in agreement, my legs feeling like jelly as they unwrapped from his hips. I closed my eyes, still reeling from the tingling in my body.

"Marry me."

My eyes snapped open. I felt Bryan freeze and then he was out of the bed in one second, his hands fisted and his face twisted in pain. I blinked at him, my mouth open and my breathing once again uneven. "What?" I was thinking maybe I heard wrong but his reaction was proof enough that my eras weren't playing with me.

"Forget I said that."

"Forget you asked me to marry you?"

"This wasn't supposed to go like this! Fuck that's why I didn't want to have sex! Dammit!" Bryan paced the room, still naked and the condom handing on his semi-hard dick.

I leaned on my elbow, shaking my head to make it clear. "What is going on?"

"Nothing!" Bryan yelled, almost pulling out his hair as he leaned on a wall for a second and then pushed off it, storming towards the opposite wall.

"You." I took a deep breath, trying to make sense of this. "So you didn't have sex with me for a month because you'd propose?"

"Well." Bryan liked his lips. "If that's how you wanna put it."

"No!" I screamed. "How does that make sense?"

"Well every time we have sex, my brain stops working and I blurt out something or the other I shouldn't. Like now. I had the whole thing planned, pretty lights and a long speech, tonight at the beach-" and then he froze again, his eyes widening.

My breathing stopped.

"Fuck Bryan! You stupid man!" Bryan shrieked at himself, slapping his mouth. "I am going to go before I say more."

"Wait!" I shouted, scrambling out of the bed, barely registering my naked self. I pulled at his arm, my heart in a frenzy. "So... today you were?"

"Can we pretend I didn't say that?" Bryan looked so low, so sad, as if his dreams were just shattered into a million pieces and his soul was ripped apart.

I smiled, a small smile. My palm resting on his cheek. "Yes."

His eyes snapped to mine. "What?"

"Yes, I'll marry you." I said, brushing my thumb over his cheek lovingly. "And yes, I'll pretend that you didn't just spoil the beach surprise. But you should know, the after sex proposal is pretty romantic too."

Bryan's face was stoic, my words registering one by one slowly, into his brain. And then he grinned, a huge big ecstatic smile. "You said yes?"

I nodded shyly.

"Oh yeah baby!" Bryan squealed and then he's lifting me up and spinning me around in his arms. I held onto his shoulder, sharing the joy and delight. "You are going to be Mrs. Bryan Copper."

I nodded, a little teary eyed. "I am."

After a few spins, he finally put my shaky feet on the ground. My mind still dizzy as I held on for support.

Bryan kissed my nose, his voice trembling a little. "Let's have sex again! And then for the rest of our lives."

I snickered out at his enthusiasm and nodded, blinking away the tears. "Sure, maybe you'll blurt out another secret."

"Oh shush! It's a good thing I can't spoil the pregnancy surprise since that ball's in your court."

I patted his shoulder as he sank on the bed with me in his arms. "Too fast baby."

"I love you."

He kissed me deep and hard, a kiss filled with promises of the future and endless possibilities of us together.

"I love you too." I breathed out. "I'll love you more if you stopped littering."

"I can try but no promises." 

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