“Tina? What the hell are you doing here? And where the hell are your clothes?”
Logan immediately smacked his hand over his eyes, blocking as much as the scene as I could. Unfortunately, much of it had already, unintentionally been burned into his eyes.
“Don’t be so dramatic, lover. I’m here to give us both what we want,” she said.
“I don’t want this!” Logan, with his hand blocking his vision, stumbled his way into the bathroom for a towel. When he grabbed one, he turned around and threw it in Tina’s general direction. He wasn’t about to risk looking again.
“What’s this for?”
“For you to cover up,” Logan said, furious.
Tina gave a heavy sigh. The bed creaked as weight shifted. “I’m covered. You can look now.”
Logan didn’t fully trust her and peeked through his fingers. When he saw sh
