Logan and I stare at each other passionately, we each attempt to talk but we end up mixing our words up.
I put an end to it by offering to go first.
“Logan, I kind of acted like a child, for not giving you the chance to talk. I’m sorry for putting up all that drama. You probably have an explanation you wanted to give”
“Thank you, I’m so glad you want to hear me out, please come in”
Following behind him, I enter the house and shut the door behind me. I sit on the couch and he enters the kitchen to brew coffee.
“Would you like a cup?”
“Yeah, sure”
“Black or with milk?”
“I dislike bitter things”
Shortly after he brings me a cup of coffee and places his on the table in front of me.
“I’ll be right back, there’s something I have to show you”
Logan enters his bedroom, I sip the coffee
