*~~Chapter Eighty-One~~*

{~~Avery Sterling~~}

I must have fallen asleep after showing Logan the photo of Rex… what a shitty name. And his last name isn't even better. We could have talked more about it but I guess I was too tired. My medication had kicked in.

I rolled onto my side, and came face to face with something hard. I wrapped around a similar thing. What the fuck is that? I wiggled my arms out of the thick blanket- I'm presuming that's what's keeping me in this tight embrace. I felt the presence in front of me. It was firm.

Strong. Hard as I'd said earlier, but soft somehow too. They flexed… or bounced, I'm not even sure how to describe what it did.

Confused as to what this might be, I opened my eyes to check what I was pressed against.

My face heated up at the sight of Logan's firm chest. And I wasn't wrapped in a blanket, I was wrapped in his arms. How in god's name did this happen?

Oh shit. I better leave before he wakes up.

I took a pause, to enjoy the warmth. To memorize the warmth. But to a