Out of the Ashes

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like my mom, heartbroken and alone in the end. Because being this close to Logan makes my Phoenix abilities come screaming to the surface.
    “The problem is you’re trying to remember here—” he touches the side of my head, “—when you should be remembering here.” He lowers his hand to my chest, right above my heart. My pulse quickens in response to his touch. “Part of you remembers me. If you focused on that, we could be together like we were before.”
    “Copping a feel in public, Logan?” Rachel’s voice shatters the moment. Logan removes his hand, and I can breathe normally again.
    “Your timing really sucks.” Logan clenches his jaw, his whole body going rigid with anger.
    “Sorry. I didn’t want you corrupting our girl here in front of the whole town.” Rachel reaches for my arm. “How are you doing? Remember anything yet?”
    Logan shoots her an annoyed look. “I was trying to help her do just that when you interrupted us.”
    “Whoa, down boy,” Rachel said, raising her hands. “So she’s not willing to jump into bed with you again yet. Get over it. And don’t you dare push her, because I will come after you.”
    “He wouldn’t do that,” I say, although I have no idea how I know that.
    Logan brushes his hand against mine. “No, I wouldn’t. You remembered that.”
    Did I? Or am I basing my judgment on what I know about Logan now? “I can see how much you care about me. Rachel’s right, though. Pushing me to remember isn’t the answer.”
    Logan’s face falls. “You think I’m pushing you?”
    “Dude, I swear I’ll rip your balls off if—”
    “Stop.” I hold my hand up to Rachel. “Please, Rach. I need to talk to Logan alone.”
    “Fine, but call me later and let me know if I need to hurt him. I’ll do some hand strengthening exercises in the meantime, just in case.” She winks at me and then glares at Logan before walking away.
    “I used to like her,” Logan says. “I mean as one of your friends,” he quickly adds.
    “She’s only looking out for me.”
    “I know, but I’m so tired of everyone in this town thinking I’m the bad guy. I’ve never done anything to hurt you, Cara, and that’s not going to change.”
    I know I should tell him the truth, tell him he has to stay away from me for both our sake, that I was wrong about us being friends. But the look in his eyes melts my heart.
    Damn it. I might fall for him all over again.

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Eight
     
     
    Logan
     
    I know I’m getting to her, but it’s happening too slowly for my liking. The urge to kiss her is overwhelming. Maybe Rachel should rip my balls off. It might help me keep my mind on something other than the taste of Cara’s lips.
    “Walk me home?” Cara asks.
    I nod, and as much as I want to take her hand in mine, I let my arms fall at my sides. Being the good guy is so damn hard. When we get to Cara’s house she leads me to the kitchen and motions for me to sit down at the center island. My eyes trail in the direction of the stairs. I want to take her to her room and lose myself in her. If Mom is looking down on me right now, she must be so proud that I’m keeping my hands to myself. Of course, suppressing my urges is damn near killing me inside.
    “Hungry?” Cara asks.
    Yes, but not for food. “I’m good.”
    She takes two bottles of water from the fridge and places one in front of me, then sits on the stool opposite me.
    “Water? What happened to steaming hot tea?”
    “I’m feeling a little hotter than usual today.”
    I lean toward her. “Remember how we cooled off in my pool?”
    She shakes her head and starts picking at the label on her water bottle.
    “We were at my house, sitting by the pool, and I brought you an iced tea. We kissed and the next thing I knew, you pulled me into the pool. Now that was hot.”
    She blushes and takes a sip of water. “Was I always so…forward?”
    “No, but I remember you were really hot to the touch. I think

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