Chapter 20
She replaced the handset, a smile playing about her lips. She could picture Logan rolling over, tucking his sheets back around himself and snoring deeply. He might not even remember their conversation in the morning clearly. Sometimes he denied all knowledge of their late-night-calls. She thought perhaps he was lying to her, but then she remembered the times she'd made actual plans with him while he was half asleep, only to be stood up. She would ring him, spitting fire and spewing acid, and he would innocently claim to have no idea what she was talking about. Surely he'd have remembered making plans with her, right? Wrong.
She wondered if he were serious about coming down for her birthday or if it were more sleep induced oddness. Now she knew exactly where the phrase
