I don’t wake until the sun has come up, and I’m in my bed alone. I stretch my arms and legs out, then look at the pillow next to my head. There’s an indentation, but any hopes that Logan is still here are slowly dashed. He’s gone. I don’t even have to lift my head to look or call out his name. I know he’s gone.
I lie back on the pillow and think about the night before. He didn’t have to come, and he didn’t have to stay, but he did. He mentioned us being friends, and I grimace replaying his words in my head. I don’t want to be friends with him. I want so much more.
I lift up to my elbows and can’t help but smile. I slept through the night. I didn’t have one nightmare, and I know I have Logan to thank for that.
I reach for my phone that is plugged in on the nightstand. I unplug it and look at the time and then shoot up in bed. Nine o’clock! I slept until nine o’clock. My alarm didn’t even go off.
I jump out of bed and run to the bathroom. I’m glad I showered last night because I’m going to have to rush to get to work. I dial Logan’s number frantically. “Logan!”
He’s on high alert. “What is it? What’s wrong?”
“I overslept. I’m so sorry. I’ll be there as soon as I can. The alarm didn’t go off and?—”
He cuts me off. “Bree, stop. It’s Saturday. There’s no work today. I turned off your alarm because I knew you had probably set it and I wanted you to get as much sleep as you could. I left you a note.”
I gasp and walk back into the bedroom, looking for a note. I grip the phone tighter as I walk into the kitchen and spot it on the counter. “You turned off my alarm?”
His voice is husky. “Yeah, you were sleeping so good, I wanted to let you rest.”
I scan the note he left me.Hey Bree. I know you’re going to be in a full blown panic this morning when you find out Iturned off your alarm. Take the day off. I know you’ve been working weekends and you should take the weekend off. Logan
“Bree, you there?”
I hold the note in my hand. He wrote it on a Post-it note that he must have gotten from my desk. “Yeah, I’m here. Thank you again. For last night, I mean.”
I hang up before I do something stupid like tell him I still love him. I toss my phone onto the counter and lean my head back with my eyes clenched closed. Last night was the best night of sleep I’ve had in a long time. It’s hard to tell how tonight is going to go, but at least I got one good night’s rest. I’m not sure what I’m going to do today if I’m not going to the office, but I know I need to get ready for Monday when I face the man whose heart I broke and who I would give anything to have love me again.
CHAPTER 11
LOGAN
Walking out of Bree’s apartment was hard this morning. But getting out of her bed was damn near impossible. I wanted to roll her to her back and slide into her, but I resisted. She slept through the night. That was what I wanted, and it happened, but now I can’t stop thinking about her. I went to the gym and ran harder than I had in a long time, just trying to expend some of this extra energy.
I went to my sister’s house, and she made me try a bunch of new recipes she’s been experimenting with. I caught Zach up with what’s been happening in the office, and then I checked in with each of my brothers and reminded them all about the fundraiser next week. I went back to Savage Ink and had a talk with Aiden. After getting his approval, I redid the security system for the doorthat leads to the apartment upstairs, and after leaving the instructions with Aiden, I hightailed it out of there. I was hoping to avoid seeing Bree, but in a way I was secretly hoping to see her too, so I’m not sure what I’m doing with myself these days.
At eleven o’clock at night, I find myself sitting in my truck outside of Bree’s apartment again. I’m a fool, that’s what I keep telling myself. I know this is a bad idea, and I know I should stay away from her, but I can’t help it. There’s something deep inside me that needs to know she’s okay.
For an hour, I sit here watching her bedroom window, and when I see the light come on, I know she’s having trouble sleeping.
I do the same as I did the night before, except this time, I use a code to get inside the door downstairs. When I’m stationed outside her door, I call her.
It rings five times, and instead of answering, she’s opening the door with a big smile on her face. She leans against it. “Is this how it works? I turn my bedroom light on and you magically appear?”
I kick off my shoes next to the door and stroll past her silently.
“Aiden wouldn’t tell me who put the security system on the door downstairs, but I know it was you.”
I just grunt as I walk into the bedroom and take my shirt off, tossing it to the chair in the corner. I sit down on the edge of the bed and watch her as she leans against the door. I pat the bed beside me. “Well, come on. You’re not going to sleep standing there.”
She walks toward the bed and sits down next to me. “What are we doing here, Logan?”
I jut my chin at her. “You can’t sleep. I’m staying so you can sleep.”
She leans toward me, pink-cheeked, and her voice is barely a whisper. “What if I don’t want to sleep?”
I sit up straighter. I thought I could come in here, hold her for the night, and then leave before she gets up in the morning. I keep saying I’m doing this for her, but I’m doing it for me too. I want to hold her. Fuck, I need it.
“Bree…” I start.
