Chapter 49

**TPPV**

Yasmin, Julie, and Melanie's jaws dropped open. "Oh, my God," they all said together as they watched Logan and Megan.

"They're freaking making out," Melanie pointed out.

"Yes, I am the best matchmaker ever," Julie says, smiling.

"I'm waiting for her to run her hands through that hair of his," Yasmin says, tilting her head slightly. They both look at her. "What? I like hair," she says with a roll of her eyes, "and his hair looks fluffy and soft," she says, tilting her head the other way as she watches them.

They watch as Logan moves his hand more into her hair. Megan moves her hand to his shirt and pulls him closer to her. Her hands moved up his neck and into his hair.

"Yes," Yasmin says suddenly, causing Melanie and Julie to turn and look at her. It's soft," she says to herself and turns. "I'm happy now." Melanie and Julie shake their heads in confusion and turn back to watch them.

"Oooh, hot lip-biting," Julie says. Yasmin shoots up and looks.

Logan pulls back, and Megan leans forward, catching his lips. "Tongue as well," Yasmin says, a little surprised.

"Is it just me who finds this creepy," Melanie points out. They both look at her. "We are watching two people make out," she pauses. "We're practically peeping toms," she says with a slight chuckle.

"True, but he's hot, so we're allowed to watch," Yasmin states. Melanie shrugs as if she finds the logic in what she says.

"Plus, this is quite hot anyway because it's forbidden, so it's like a sort of Romeo and Juliet thing," Julie cooed. They both turn to her.

"Julie, you're too much of a romantic," Melanie says with a shake of her head.

"I agree," Yasmin says, and they all start to watch them again.

**Megan**

Logan licks my bottom lip, and I slowly open my mouth. This kiss is different from what I'm used to. It is slow, gentle, and full of beautiful emotions; it is overwhelming. I slowly pull back, and his lips skim mine. Then I open my eyes and look down. I can feel myself blushing, and I really don't want him to see.

"Maybe we should go back," he says against my head. I look up at him, and a smile goes across my face.

"Yeah," I say, reaching for my shoes and starting to put them back on. He slides out of the seat, and then I slide out. He holds his hand out for me, and I take it. "Do you want your jacket?"

"No, it's cold out. You should wear it," he says, moving me to the side "I'll just go order two coffees to go," he says. I nod and watch him walk away, and as soon as he’s gone, I take my phone out of my bag. I need to text someone.

I scroll down my list of contacts until I get to Julie. She'd definitely not freak out as much as Melanie.’ I have something to tell you. :)’ I type, then press send, holding the phone at my mouth, smiling a little.

"Here," I hear Logan say. I turn to see him holding a coffee out to me. I smile and take the coffee, saying my thanks, and we walk out of the diner. I feel him move his hand into mine, and I smile again, as I grip his hand.

**TPPV**

"As if she texted you and not me," Melanie huffs, folding her arms.

"C'mon, we need to get back to the club before them," Julie says.

"Wasn't he sweet for letting her wear his jacket?" Yasmin coos

"Oh, please kill me," Melanie says, getting up

"You hate romance that much?" Julie asks

"No, it's just I don't get soppy over every little romantic thing I see," Melanie says in disgust and walks out with them behind her. "I guess we are retaking the shortcut," she says bluntly. Yasmin and Julie look at each other and then follow Melanie down the alley.

Logan stops suddenly, which makes Megan stop, too. She turns to look at him. "What's wrong, she asks?" and then notices him taking his hand out of hers.

"Urm, I'm sorry for back there. I shouldn't have kissed you. You are my-" Megan cuts him off. She kisses him softly on the lips, and once she feels him kiss her back, she moves her arms around his neck. his arms around

her waist and moves his hands up and down her back.

She pulls back, but he moves forward, catching her lips with his. She steps back, and as she does, she drops her coffee, and he drops his too as he moves forward pulling her closer to him. One of his hands moves up to cup her face, and she moves her hands down to his belt and round to his back just above the curve of his bum. He steps forward again, and she moves back until her back touches the wall.

Her hands move up his chest, and she unbuttons the top buttons of his shirt. Logan moves his hands up to hers and pulls her hands down and back around him. He pulls back and looks at her "We should stop," he says.

"Why?" she asks. He sighs and moves his hand through her hair asking himself the same question.

"Because what I'm doing right now is wrong, you’re my student," he pauses as it doesn’t feel wrong "Plus it's raining" he states.

"It's not wrong," she states. It feels very right to me." His eyebrows rise, surprised by what she is saying. "And doing this in the rain makes it seem so much hotter," she says with a slight smirk.

He chuckles and looks up at the night sky, "I guess it does," he says now looking at her "but I think it's just because it's with you that it feels hotter."

"Ditto," she says, smiling and leans in to kiss him. Her lips skim his, and he pulls away.

"But that doesn't change the fact you're my student," he then pauses and moves out of her grasp "Now c'mon," he says, holding his hand out. She smiles and takes his hand.

"You made me drop my coffee for nothing now," she says, huffing. He chuckles "Well, not exactly nothing, a very good make-out session which is what I wanted," she mutters to herself. He smirks and moves his hand out of hers to move his arm around Megan's shoulders.