I woke up late that morning; it is Saturday, thankfully, which means I do not have to get dressed and go to that damn school. When I got into the shower, I noticed I was very wet in my pant, and then I remembered that I dreamed of being sucked on my boobs, although the dream felt really real.“Mr. Logan is back,” Tia told me the moment I came out of the room, dressed in one of my baggy jeans and shirt. My eyes widened in surprise. “He is in his study,” she supplied.I turned and headed towards the study. The door was ajar, and I saw Logan sitting in the mahogany chair, flipping through one of his books on businesses. “When did you get in?” I asked, surprised that that is the first thing that came out of my mouth.Logan raised his head up and looked at me. He has not shaved, and his stubbles are quite obvious, but still, he looks ruggedly handsome. “Oh, you are awake.” He said and I took that as an invitation to go in. “Do you always wake up this late? When do you get to school, then?”
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