*~~Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-Two~~*

{~~Logan Grey~~}

Avery and I laid on the couch for a while after getting dressed, the softness of the cushions pulling us into a deep sense of comfort. We had work to do, there was no getting around that, but after the morning we’d had—well, after a good fuck, sometimes you just need to take a breather. The warm water from the shower had rinsed away the lingering tension, but it didn’t change the fact that the day was waiting for us, tapping its foot impatiently. We showered, got dressed again, but even then, we stayed there for a bit, soaking in the quiet together. The sun was beginning to slip lower in the sky, casting a golden light into the room, a reminder that we couldn’t afford to keep lounging much longer.

Still, the thought of getting up was tough to swallow. I stretched out beside her, feeling the rhythm of her breathing against me. It was peaceful, and part of me wished we could stay like this, wrapped up in each other, forgetting the outside world. But reality doesn’t wait