Page 153 of Becoming Selfish

“Do they just kick out all their girls the next morning?” Logan whispers to me.

“House rule. No overnight guests can hang around the next day.”

“But I’m an overnight guest.”

“No, you’re not,” I tell her, pressing my lips to hers. “You’re my girlfriend.” Her concerned expression softens as she wraps an arm around my neck and leans back on me.

“So, Logan, since you’re the only girl here, what are you making us boys for breakfast?” Goody asks.

“Aye, watch it,” I quickly interject.

“Goody, c’mon, man,” Cam says with disappointment.

“What?” Goody asks, genuinely confused why no one is laughing with him.

“That sexist comment just earned you the responsibility of cooking breakfast for the house,” I smugly add. “And for getting that broken window fixed today. Congratulations.”

“Maddison. Come on, man. I was kidding,” Goody whines. “Marc, help me out here.” He turns to my brother.

“Oh, no way. I’m on my brother’s side here.” Marc shakes his head as he stands up from the table to get himself a fresh coffee. “Even if Logan wasn’t my best friend, it’s the twenty-first century, man. Women do more than cook and clean,” he adds, patting Goody on the shoulder.

“I think you owe Logan here an apology,” Cam says with amusement, enjoying watching Goody get reamed.

Goody lets out a heavy sigh. “Logan, I’m sorry. I was making a dumb joke.” His voice is monotone, and his expression is frustrated.

“You’re forgiven, Goody,” Logan says with a smile, all of us thoroughly entertained by Goody’s uncomfortable apology.

“I like my eggs over easy, by the way,” Logan adds, causing all of us to burst into laughter. I drop my head forward, leaning on the back of her head, as I continue to chuckle at my girl giving Goody shit. Even Goody can’t help it as his pursed lips soften and turn into a smile.

“Logan, my girl!” Benny exclaims with his arms open wide as he walks into the kitchen.

“Not your girl,” I quickly correct him.

“Logan, Maddison’s girl!” he tries again. “That cute little innocent fairy you introduced me to last night? Not so innocent, if you know what I mean,” he adds with a suggestive glance.

“Aye, the kid finally got laid!” Cam pats Benny on the back as most of us clap for him. He had quite the dry spell, poor guy.

“Did you even last thirty seconds?” Goody asks with a chuckle.

“Absolutely not,” Benny quickly says, causing the room to burst into more laughter. “But I did the second time...and the third,” he smugly adds.

“Well, I hope you actually see her again. She seemed really nice,” Logan says, chiming in and bringing her sweet nature into our guy talk.

Tightening my hold around Logan’s waist, I lean down and press my lips to her collarbone. I talked about the women I slept with in the same way these guys are just a few months ago, but now, I could never imagine being so causal with someone. Even if Logan and I would’ve hooked up the first night we met, I could never imagine kicking her out the next morning then talking about how many rounds we went with the guys.

“I am,” Benny says. “I’m going to take her to dinner this weekend when we get back from our road trip. I actually kind of like her.”

I don’t miss the proud smile on Logan’s lips.

“Shit. I forgot you guys are leaving again tomorrow night,” Logan says, turning her head to look at me.

“Just a quick two-game road-trip,” I assure her. “Then I’m home until after Thanksgiving.”

By this point, Logan is used to me being on the road, so I don’t think that’s what’s bothering her. But what she doesn’t realize is that I’ve already considered all of this, and there’s no way in hell that I’m not going over to her place tonight.

After breakfast, the team goes back to cleaning the shit show left from the party last night, and Goody works on getting a window repair guy out as soon as possible.

“I can help if you guys need it,” Logan sweetly offers as she continues walking towards the front door.

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