Isabella
Logan didn't leave and that should have worried me..Normally, after successfully teasing me into mild irritation, he considered his job done and disappeared before I could throw something at him.
This time, he stayed.
I watched him from the corner of my eye as he crossed the room and lowered himself into the chair beside my desk.
Neither of us spoke.
The silence wasn't awkward, just thoughtful, and it was worse somehow, because thoughtful Logan usually meant he was about to say something I didn't want to hear.
A full minute passed before he finally spoke.
"Do you want to go again?"
I blinked. Of all the questions I expected, that wasn't one of them.
He didn't ask if I liked him or if it was a date. I didn't even get,
What's going on between you two?
Just that.
Do you
