Page 47 of Seduced at Stevens Street
“What is going on Matt? Which studio?” Logan asks.
Matt looks up at me and I already know it must be my studio. I start to run towards the studio, but before I can step foot inside, Logan grabs me around the waist and turns me around holding me. I did get a quick look, and it is devastating. The things written on the walls are hurtful, degrading and downright shitty. I begin to cry in his arms. He tries to console me, as we hear sirens off in the distance.
Logan steers me towards the front desk again, and we sit down on the couch in the waiting area. Andy and Kenzie come in behind the police and start speaking with Matt. Matt relays that he was doing his final walk around the gym before the end of his shift. When he went by the studio, he noticed the door was cracked. Earlier in the evening he knew that it was shut and locked. When he opened the door all the way and flipped the light on, he saw the damage and then rushed to the front desk to make the call.
The police took Matt’s statement, and said to keep everyone out of that room and that someone would be here in the morning to dust for prints, etc.
“Gia, I know this is devastating, but do you think you could hold it together long enough to send a text blast to all the members in the database that usually attend yoga to let them know classes are canceled for the next few days?” Kenzie requests.
“Yes, that shouldn’t be a problem. I will take care of it now.”
I say my goodbyes and head up to my apartment. Once the laptop has booted up, I open Google Messages for Web and open up the group that I created when we opened. Thank goodness I keep it updated, removing and adding people to the text group as needed. I explain to them that there is an issue with the studio, without going into detail, and let them know that classes are canceled for the next few days. I also advise that I will follow-up with a text when we resume classes.
Once done, I text my instructors to let them know that classes have been canceled for the next few days and that I will let themknow when it is business as usual. Right away Carol responds, asking what is going on. I just can’t deal with that right now, so I respond back that we can talk tomorrow. I ask both of them to come in about 10:00 a.m.
I close my laptop and head to the kitchen. I need a drink. I pour myself a generous class of a red wine that someone gave me as an apartment warming gift. It isn’t my favorite, but it will do. I sit down on the couch and take a sip, closing my eyes and feeling the warmth of the liquid go down my throat.
My door opens, and without opening my eyes, I know it’s Logan. He walks over to me, sits down and just holds me.
“Beautiful, I know how hard this must be. We will get to the bottom of this, please know that. Andy is super pissed, and he can’t believe this happened. He is going over the security footage right now, the problem is the hallway to your studio and the studio itself don’t have cameras installed, but that apparently is going to change. He said he also wants to get cameras installed everywhere possible without invading people’s privacy.”
That should make me feel better, but it doesn’t. We just sit in silence for about thirty minutes, and then he takes my glass, places it on the coffee table and tells me we still need to eat. I agree with him, although I don’t have a clue if I can really eat.
We head out of the gym, and walk the four blocks down to Giuseppe’s, and for once they aren’t crowded, due to missing the dinner rush. After being seated at a table in the corner, we order some wine and a large pizza with everything. This restaurant is known for its pizza, so it is a great choice. I guess after the longwalk here, my appetite has returned. We devour the pizza and finish off the bottle of wine. Logan pays the waiter, and we stroll out into a beautiful evening. The weather is perfect, so we decide to take a walk over to the park, stopping to sit on one of the benches.
“Gia, I don’t want you to be alone tonight, I am going to stay with you, if that is okay. No sex, just sleep, I think we both need it, is that okay with you?”
“Absolutely, you don’t even have to ask, but no sex?” I ask, giggling.
He lifts a left eyebrow as to say don’t push my buttons, but then he gives me that famous Logan grin and I know we are on the same page.
After about an hour, we walk back to the gym, going in through the back door and then over to the new area where our apartments are located. After locking the door, Logan takes my hand, and we walk into the bedroom. He slowly removes my clothes until I am standing before him completely naked. His eyes roam over my body, and I begin to shiver. He notes that and walks to the bed and turns down the covers and then picks me up and places me in the bed, covering me up. I watch him as he slowly removes his clothes, once again, he is going commando. I want to giggle, but I don’t want to ruin this moment.
Logan slides into bed and grabs me by the waist and kisses me. I can tell he is ready by the way his member is already long and hard. I am not sure if tonight is a Dom/Sub scenario, but I am going to take matters into my own hands literally. I slidean arm down and grab his penis, and start to stroke him. The kiss deepens, and I don’t want to break the magic, but I want my lips around his penis now. I break the kiss and slowly kiss my way down his rock-hard abs. Gary had nothing on this Greek masterpiece. I lick the top of his member and then all the way down to his balls. I take each ball into my mouth, and suck as hard as I can. He seems to really like that based on his moans. I then make my way up and suck his member as hard as I can without gagging. I have to say, I did get good at this as Gary always demanded I blow him before we had sex. It is almost as if he couldn’t get hard unless I did.
Suddenly, I am thrown on my back and Logan enters me and strokes me long and hard. He starts to suck my right breast and then my left breast. I am so wet, and Logan is hammering me hard. We both come at the same time, and then he falls on me and all I hear is our heavy breathing. Within a few minutes, Logan gets up and heads to the bathroom, returning with a warm cloth to clean me up. He then pulls me into his arms, and we both fall asleep.
Chapter 10
Logan
“Gia, time to wake up,” I say as I nudge her. She isn’t moving. Wow, she is beat.
“What time is it?”
“It is about 8:30. We have a meeting at 9:00 a.m. this morning in the boot camp room. Apparently, everyone was sent a text message last night, but we were a bit busy,” I tell her with a shit-eating grin.
“Shit, okay, let me hop in the shower and get dressed.”
I let her know I am running over to my apartment to shower and change, and I will meet her downstairs. When I arrive, I go into the kitchen and make us both a cup of coffee. By the time I walk into the boot camp room, almost everyone is there waiting for Andy and Kenzie. Gia walks up behind me, and I hand her the coffee.
Andy and Kenzie arrived about five minutes later. We all grab a space on the gym floor and wait for Andy to speak.
“As some of you may or may not know, we had some vandalism last night before closing that was done to the Yoga Studio. The police will be here shortly to talk to each of you and dust for fingerprints and look for any evidence that might help them figure out who did this. I ask that everyone be as cooperative as possible; both Kenzie and I would appreciate it.”
I look around and I don’t see Marco or Susan, but that is typical. They are always late for everything. They both eventually show up, and Andy takes them both aside to explain what is happening. In typical Susan fashion, she runs over to me and shows fake concern about how Gia is doing. Just then, and thank goodness for favors, Blake pulls me aside, indicating that he needs to talk to me, that it is urgent.
Blake and I head to the kitchen, and he closes the door. The look on his face is of concern, and I don’t like where this is headed.
