"Until you respond, I won't be leaving."
Before I could think, the words escaped my lips, but now they couldn't be undone. With his back to me and his hands clutching the edge of the desk as if it were the only thing holding him up, Logan stood across the dimly lighted room.
There was a canyon-like silence between us as he didn't turn around. My voice echoed in the air, my heart hammering against my ribs.
"Logan," I stated in a forceful but softer tone. "Observe me."
He looked to me and slowly straightened, his shoulders stiff. His eyes betrayed him, but his face was a mask, unreadable as always. I was unable to ignore the storm they held.
"Eli, what do you want from me?" With a quiet, almost resigned tone, he asked.
I said, "Honesty," and moved in closer. "Just be honest with me for
