special when it happened
all of the time, and mostly just to please him.
Within three days, she
was fully moved in. She'd informed her landlord she’d moved out. As was to be
expected, he wasn’t pleased. She was supposed to have given at least a month’s
notice. However, Logan was supportive and told her not to worry about a thing.
After having had doubts about the entire move, in the first place, she found it
was actually a relief to have it all done and forgotten about. She'd miss her
little apartment as well as her independent life, but she was excited to start the
next chapter of her life with Logan, the man she loved.
Chapter 6
Having not spoken to her
friends for at least a few weeks, she decided to let them know about her new home
and give them the address. She thought her move would be a good excuse to reach
out and get back in touch with her friends again. She also thought she could
arrange a time to go out with them.
She and Logan would be
seeing each other every day, now that they were living together. Charlotte
reasoned this would be a great time to reconnect with her friends. She figured
she wouldn't run the risk of Logan feeling left out, or too saddened he didn’t
get to see her on one particular night.
While she was at work,
she phoned Sarah, Bethany and Louise, her three closest friends. They arranged
a girls' night out for the upcoming Friday, agreeing to meet as soon as they'd
finished work. Bethany’s wedding was the following Saturday so this would be
the last chance they had to all go out as single women.
The bride to be and her
future husband had been away for the last two weeks, visiting her parents in
Australia. They couldn’t attend the wedding. They’d had a pre-marriage blessing
ceremony done Down Under, with all the trimmings. Bethany called it a rehearsal
wedding, so her parents wouldn’t feel too left out when it came to the real big day in Chicago.
Besides having time to
catch up with her friends, Charlotte wanted to secure a wedding invitation for
Logan. She'd been single when the original invitations went out. It wouldn’t
seem right if he couldn’t attend the event with her. Since she'd met him, he’d
become an intrinsic part of her life. She couldn’t imagine herself going to the
wedding without him; she certainly wouldn’t be able to relax and enjoy herself
if he wasn’t there.
On Thursday evening, when
Logan picked her up from work, as he always did, she told him of her plans. His
laid back, happy manner instantly cooled. She could feel the tension rise between
them in the car. His smile evaporated, replaced with a surly, moody expression.
“What is it, Logan?
What's wrong?” she asked, knowing immediately this had everything to do with
her plans to go out. It couldn't be anything else.
“Nothing,” he mumbled and
shrugged, keeping his eyes on the road.
He reached over and
turned off the upbeat pop song that had been playing on the radio. Silence
descended on the vehicle, the uncomfortable atmosphere was palpable.
“Did you have a good
day?” she asked cheerily, trying to change the subject.
“Fine,” he mumbled.
More silence.
She sighed quietly and
stared out of the window. This was ridiculous. If they didn’t talk to each
other about their feelings, how would they ever work out their problems and
sort things out?
“What is it, Logan?” she
asked again. “What’s wrong?”
“What time are you going
out?” He answered her question with another question.
“What?”
“Tomorrow. What time are
you going out?”
“Straight from work.”
“Will you be changing at
work?”
She turned and gave him a
baffled look. “No, I’ll just…go in whatever I’m wearing to work. We’re not
going anywhere fancy, just a bar.”
“Which bar?” he asked.
“I don’t know yet. We
haven’t decided. Why?”
“I just need to know
you’re safe.”
“You're so sweet,"
she said with a big smile. "Of course, I’ll be safe, silly,” she
all of the time, and mostly just to please him.
Within three days, she
was fully moved in. She'd informed her landlord she’d moved out. As was to be
expected, he wasn’t pleased. She was supposed to have given at least a month’s
notice. However, Logan was supportive and told her not to worry about a thing.
After having had doubts about the entire move, in the first place, she found it
was actually a relief to have it all done and forgotten about. She'd miss her
little apartment as well as her independent life, but she was excited to start the
next chapter of her life with Logan, the man she loved.
Chapter 6
Having not spoken to her
friends for at least a few weeks, she decided to let them know about her new home
and give them the address. She thought her move would be a good excuse to reach
out and get back in touch with her friends again. She also thought she could
arrange a time to go out with them.
She and Logan would be
seeing each other every day, now that they were living together. Charlotte
reasoned this would be a great time to reconnect with her friends. She figured
she wouldn't run the risk of Logan feeling left out, or too saddened he didn’t
get to see her on one particular night.
While she was at work,
she phoned Sarah, Bethany and Louise, her three closest friends. They arranged
a girls' night out for the upcoming Friday, agreeing to meet as soon as they'd
finished work. Bethany’s wedding was the following Saturday so this would be
the last chance they had to all go out as single women.
The bride to be and her
future husband had been away for the last two weeks, visiting her parents in
Australia. They couldn’t attend the wedding. They’d had a pre-marriage blessing
ceremony done Down Under, with all the trimmings. Bethany called it a rehearsal
wedding, so her parents wouldn’t feel too left out when it came to the real big day in Chicago.
Besides having time to
catch up with her friends, Charlotte wanted to secure a wedding invitation for
Logan. She'd been single when the original invitations went out. It wouldn’t
seem right if he couldn’t attend the event with her. Since she'd met him, he’d
become an intrinsic part of her life. She couldn’t imagine herself going to the
wedding without him; she certainly wouldn’t be able to relax and enjoy herself
if he wasn’t there.
On Thursday evening, when
Logan picked her up from work, as he always did, she told him of her plans. His
laid back, happy manner instantly cooled. She could feel the tension rise between
them in the car. His smile evaporated, replaced with a surly, moody expression.
“What is it, Logan?
What's wrong?” she asked, knowing immediately this had everything to do with
her plans to go out. It couldn't be anything else.
“Nothing,” he mumbled and
shrugged, keeping his eyes on the road.
He reached over and
turned off the upbeat pop song that had been playing on the radio. Silence
descended on the vehicle, the uncomfortable atmosphere was palpable.
“Did you have a good
day?” she asked cheerily, trying to change the subject.
“Fine,” he mumbled.
More silence.
She sighed quietly and
stared out of the window. This was ridiculous. If they didn’t talk to each
other about their feelings, how would they ever work out their problems and
sort things out?
“What is it, Logan?” she
asked again. “What’s wrong?”
“What time are you going
out?” He answered her question with another question.
“What?”
“Tomorrow. What time are
you going out?”
“Straight from work.”
“Will you be changing at
work?”
She turned and gave him a
baffled look. “No, I’ll just…go in whatever I’m wearing to work. We’re not
going anywhere fancy, just a bar.”
“Which bar?” he asked.
“I don’t know yet. We
haven’t decided. Why?”
“I just need to know
you’re safe.”
“You're so sweet,"
she said with a big smile. "Of course, I’ll be safe, silly,” she
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