Lena woke up slightly dizzy. She looked around and realized that it was still pitch black outside. The cold wind coming in from the doors leading to the balcony had woken her up. She hadn’t had any energy to actually put on her sleeping attire so she had just fallen asleep in her underwear making her exposed to the chilly gushes of air. She sat up and looked at the open doors, confused. Did I open the doors? Without giving it much more thought she got up to close the doors, but when she turned to go back to bed she let out a shriek; a man was sitting in a chair across the room. She quickly grabbed the duvet and covered her body with it as the man rose and walked closer. Lena could tell, even before she could see his face, that the man was Logan Black.
“What the actual f**k?!”
Logan
