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Logan stared himself down in the mirror. He was wearing only his jeans, still trying to pick out a shirt to wear. Except he couldn’t think.
‘What the hell am I doing?’ he wondered.
Logan’s fourth date with Eve was that night. They’d been seeing each other for a few weeks and he knew she was getting attached. Truthfully, he wasn’t any more interested in her than he’d been the day he agreed to their first date but for some reason he kept seeing her.
He knew the reason. It was the same reason he was paralyzed in front of his mirror. The same reason he couldn’t get anything done anymore.
Jenny.
It’d been weeks since he’d seen her. Since the morning he cooked breakfast at her house. The morning she ran out and told him she wasn’t going to bother him anymore.
She hadn’t and it gutted h
