For tonight.
Chapter 5
I was dreaming.
A dream.
Not a nightmare.
When was the last time that happened?
I was warm.
Wrapped up in heat.
And when I drew in a breath, I smelled... him.
Warm skin.
Cotton shirt.
Stretching, the blanket around my legs loosened and I drew one leg up, feeling denim against my skin.
Denim?
Wait.
I opened my eyes and instantly realized that I wasn't in my bed.
Then who-
I tensed, my shoulders tightening.
Shit.
Logan.
The party.
Coming face to face with... him.
I turned on my side, putting my back to Logan.
I need time to think.
Time to remember what happened last night.
And as soon as I was on my side, I realized why people didn't sleep in regular clothes.
My dress was twisted around my body, but there was no way I was going to untangle it. I didn't want to wake him up.
I needed time to process.
I need time to think.
"You're up."
Well there went that time I needed.
