Ava's pov
I was busy doing my project trying to do anything that could get Logan Carter out of my mind. And damn! If it works!
It took me a long time to finish my project when I finally decided to get up from a very comfortable couch or my current bed. I rolled my eyes.
I still wonder why didn't Logan offer me his spare room all this time I've been here and left me suffering here on this couch? But I can't say anything about his house rules!
I went to take a shower. After a quick three-ish minute shower I put on comfortable sweatpants and a hoodie and tied my hair in a ponytail. I was finally hungry, and there's literally nothing to eat here. I don't want to rummage through Logan's kitchen cabinets because first; it's not mine and second; I don't want him to get mad at me nor thinking
