CHAPTER FOURTEEN

FEELINGS The grin playing on Logan's face, failed to disappear, even as he stepped into his apartment and bolted the door shut. He couldn't believe that Greg was getting married! He found the thought of it quite amusing, because Greg was the first friend he had made when he moved into the city, as a fucked up teenager who had ran away from home. Greg had been the one to take him in, even though he had so very little himself. He was older than Logan by five years, but with the way the two men moved together, one would assume they were twins. Greg had been a fuck boy like Logan, never settling for one girl, clubbing every night, but by day, both of them ran the workshop together. Until, one day, Greg decided it was time for him to do other things with his life than stay in a cramped up space everyday, with dirty oily stained clothes as he attended to people's cars. He was always the over ambitious type, never contended with the little they got from working all day. His dream was to ca