I open my eyes in an unfamiliar place, my windows which I open every morning are not the same. The room doesn’t smell the same, this scent…. It’s Logan’s….
“Oh, that’s right, I’m not home. Wait…. Last night.”
I get off the bed and notice that I’m wearing a big shirt with my bra and panties underneath, a shirt that doesn’t belong to me.
“Where’s he? Where’s he?”
I search but I don’t see him anywhere in the room, not even the bathroom. As I attempt to leave the room, he comes in with a tray of coffee and deviled eggs.
“Um.. Good morning”
“Good morning to you too.”
My eyes are unable to meet his without me becoming embarrassed so I divert my eyes.
“Did you sleep well, Ruby?”
He drops the tray on a small table close to then bed; then sits at the bottom of the bed.
“I think so”
“I’m
