Running into Logan

Lily gathered some scattered clothing and tossed them into her laundry basket. Amanda was on her bed watching some Netflix true crime doc on her laptop. The two girls had just gotten back from dinner at the dining common and Lily had some laundry to do. She had changed into some pink jeans that she affectionately called her “painting pants” as well as a loose fitting tank that showed ample side boob. It was an outfit of comfort and convenience.

She stepped into the hall of her floor and started towards the laundry room. As she passed Logans room she was startled by the door swinging open. Logan stepped out wearing only some sneakers and some running shorts.

“Shit!” Lily sighed taking in his beautiful physique.

“Hey Lily” Logan greeted her taking in how the tank top formed around her braless breasts “laundry day?”

“Mhm!” Lily responded “oh shit!” She looked down to her laundry basket and saw a black lace g-string sitting right on top, she scrambled to cover it with a shirt.

“It’s not anything I haven’t seen” Logan smirked “or wouldn’t mind seeing again.”

Lily blushed, sucking in her lower lip and snapping her head away, causing her tits to sway under her tank top. She was caught off guard by his shameless flirting and she didn’t want him to have the upper hand.

“Going to the gym?” She asked attempting to change the subject. Logan nodded once. Lily slowly traced her eyes over his chiseled body “we’ll have to work out together sometime. If you can keep up.”

“I would be worried about tiring you out” His words were like honey, he knew exactly what he was doing.

“Oh , don’t worry about me. I have… impressive stamina.” She let her mouth hang with the words before giving Logan a wink and walking off toward the laundry room.

Logan watched as she sauntered off, admiring the how exposed the side of breasts were. Hoping they might spill out.

For the next few days Lily and Logan didn’t talk directly. They may have sent each other some silly instagram reels that were a little more sexually suggestive than you might a normal friend. But the extent of any physical interaction was a quick hello in the hall or passing each other on campus.

Lily was on the last leg of her evening run. She wasn’t unaware of how men were starring at her ass bounce in her Nike pros, but she was simply too exhausted to care. She had never run this far in one go before and she was intent on pushing herself to mile five.

She arrived at her dorm building a panting mess. She paced the front steps for a few laps to cool down before heading inside and to the elevator. She arrived on her floor and all she could think about was a shower. She was passing Logans room when, use like a few days earlier, Logan popped through the door.

“Hey Logan” Lily huffed exhausted though still trying to form a warm smile.

“Hey” he chuckled back “just run a marathon.”

“Oh you know, just training for Survivor” she joked.

“Survivor huh?” Logan laughed “what’s your strategy? Outlast, outwit, or outplay?”

“Why? You thinking of voting me off the island?” Lily’s smile was beaming as they riffed back and forth. If there was anything she liked more than a handsome man, it was a man with a sense of humor.

“I’d have to see how your game is” his smile turned into a fiery smirk “but I think I could outplay you.”

“Only because you couldn’t outlast me” she said raising an eyebrow.

“Is that a challenge?” Logan growls softly, stepping closer to Lily. His spicy, woody scent fills her nostrils and makes her chest lighten. She’s sure that if he touched her right now he could probably get away with anything.

“Careful” she purred “I bite.” She let the words hang between them before continuing “now step out of the way, I need to shower.”

Logan ogled at her ass as she walked away “holler, if you need any help!”

“In your dreams!” She teased over her shoulder.

Lily sat in bed alternating between scrolling through social media, texting Jake, and listening to Amanda talk about the sororities she’s been visiting for rush. Lily didn’t understand what drew people to Greek life, but was excited for Amanda as she talked about the three houses she hoped would offer her a ‘bid’. On her phone, she was engaged in a heated debate with Jake over which of the two of them would survive a horror movie the longest. He was making some good points and she feared that she’d be on the losing end of this discussion. Lily had an ace up her sleeve whenever she was caught in this scenario, and the next time her phone buzzed she didn’t even look at his response— she just sent a teasing lewd she had on deck to dazzle her opponent.

“… but the girls in Tau Iota Tau are so much more welcoming, it feels like—“ Amanda’s rambling was cut off by a panicked gasp from Lily.

Lily’s phone had just buzzed and she went to view Jake’s reaction to her picture. She should have checked who had texted her, because when she opened her phone she was not greeted by Jake’s reaction.

Amanda was cackling while Lily was burying her face in her hands.

Lily was floored by his boldness. Didn’t he know she had a boyfriend? What was his angle? Despite her embarrassment, the whole situation couldn’t help but scratch that itch. That desire to be seen and wanted. To make men fold. But she just wanted it to be on her own terms.

Lily shook her head, both frustrated and entertained and she couldn’t help but feel a glimmer of pride knowing that Logan was probably going to jerk off to that picture. She wondered if joining him to watch survivor was a good idea. It was her favorite show, but there was no chance he wouldn’t try something, right? On the other hand, she knew she could stand her ground.