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towel, my skin starts to tingle and I feel flushed everywhere. I’m sure that I must look like a deer caught in headlights but I have very little control over my body at the moment. I hear him let out a chuckle as I make haste to my own room, shut the door, and quickly change into a pair of stretchy black yoga pants and a dark gray t-shirt.
After beating myself up mentally for being so stupid, I go back into Lily’s room just as Logan is putting her back in the crib. I’m still shocked at how natural he seems around her, it’s like he’s been caring for her from the beginning. He turns around and glances at me from across the room. “I see you’ve changed into something more comfortable.”
“Yeah, sorry about that,” I reply, shrugging my shoulders. “I didn’t think you’d be in here.”
He runs a hand through his short hair. “I couldn’t really sleep. She was crying,” he says, motioning to the crib, “so I came to check on her. I heard the shower running so I thought that picking her up might help calm her down until you were done.”
“Thanks.” I look around the room and stop at the newest piece of furniture, the pretty white rocking chair with matching cushions. My lips tug up into a bright smile. “So…” I tease. “Where’d the rocking chair come from?”
He returns my smile and shakes his head. “My parent’s garage.”
“You do know we’re only here for a short time right?”
He chuckles. “I do. I do know that. You can take all of this stuff with you when you go. It would make me happy to know that Lily has what she needs.”
I can’t meet his eyes. His generosity is hard to accept and I hate the fact that I’m at his mercy right now. I’m at war with myself, craving my independence, wanting to be able to do what I need to do as an adult without having to depend on anyone. I was finally beginning to feel like I was achieving that when the break in occurred and threw everything out of whack. Now I feel like I’m back to square one. On the other hand, I find that I still love the feeling of being here in Logan’s home, under his care. I’m reminded that I have to work at the center tomorrow and that transportation might be an issue.
“Logan, I have to work tomorrow and…”
“What?” He presses.
“Well, the daycare center is within walking distance of my apartment. This is a lot further and I don’t have a car.” I feel like a loser saying this to him. I had a car back home, a really nice brand new car that I gave up when I left. I don’t regret the decision, but God that car would surely come in handy right now.
“Ahh. Right,” he says, realization dawning on him.
“I mean, if there’s a bus nearby I should be fine.”
He places his hand on his hips and stares out the window for a moment. “Get Lily ready and meet me downstairs.”
I squint my eyes, giving him my most confused look. “Where are we going?”
“I’m taking you to get a Pennsylvania license.”
“How does that help me with no car?” I question, confused by the rapid turn of events.
“Trust me.” He remarks as he walks past me, leaving me standing in Lily’s room.
Trust…There’s that word again. Am I capable of trusting anyone, of trusting Logan? He seems worthy but if there’s one thing that I’m sure of is that people are not always what they seem to be.
A few hours later, Logan and I are walking out of the department of motor vehicles with my new license in hand. He straps Lily into her car seat in the back of his truck while I look on. He shuts the door and tosses his keys at me. I barely catch them and look up at him with what’s now becoming my familiar perplexed glare and shake my head.
“You’re up. Drive us home chief.”
“You want me to drive us home in your truck?”
“Yes,” he says giving me a slow nod. “That’s what I said. I have another car in my garage. If you can drive my truck without incident, I’ll let you use my car to get to
After beating myself up mentally for being so stupid, I go back into Lily’s room just as Logan is putting her back in the crib. I’m still shocked at how natural he seems around her, it’s like he’s been caring for her from the beginning. He turns around and glances at me from across the room. “I see you’ve changed into something more comfortable.”
“Yeah, sorry about that,” I reply, shrugging my shoulders. “I didn’t think you’d be in here.”
He runs a hand through his short hair. “I couldn’t really sleep. She was crying,” he says, motioning to the crib, “so I came to check on her. I heard the shower running so I thought that picking her up might help calm her down until you were done.”
“Thanks.” I look around the room and stop at the newest piece of furniture, the pretty white rocking chair with matching cushions. My lips tug up into a bright smile. “So…” I tease. “Where’d the rocking chair come from?”
He returns my smile and shakes his head. “My parent’s garage.”
“You do know we’re only here for a short time right?”
He chuckles. “I do. I do know that. You can take all of this stuff with you when you go. It would make me happy to know that Lily has what she needs.”
I can’t meet his eyes. His generosity is hard to accept and I hate the fact that I’m at his mercy right now. I’m at war with myself, craving my independence, wanting to be able to do what I need to do as an adult without having to depend on anyone. I was finally beginning to feel like I was achieving that when the break in occurred and threw everything out of whack. Now I feel like I’m back to square one. On the other hand, I find that I still love the feeling of being here in Logan’s home, under his care. I’m reminded that I have to work at the center tomorrow and that transportation might be an issue.
“Logan, I have to work tomorrow and…”
“What?” He presses.
“Well, the daycare center is within walking distance of my apartment. This is a lot further and I don’t have a car.” I feel like a loser saying this to him. I had a car back home, a really nice brand new car that I gave up when I left. I don’t regret the decision, but God that car would surely come in handy right now.
“Ahh. Right,” he says, realization dawning on him.
“I mean, if there’s a bus nearby I should be fine.”
He places his hand on his hips and stares out the window for a moment. “Get Lily ready and meet me downstairs.”
I squint my eyes, giving him my most confused look. “Where are we going?”
“I’m taking you to get a Pennsylvania license.”
“How does that help me with no car?” I question, confused by the rapid turn of events.
“Trust me.” He remarks as he walks past me, leaving me standing in Lily’s room.
Trust…There’s that word again. Am I capable of trusting anyone, of trusting Logan? He seems worthy but if there’s one thing that I’m sure of is that people are not always what they seem to be.
A few hours later, Logan and I are walking out of the department of motor vehicles with my new license in hand. He straps Lily into her car seat in the back of his truck while I look on. He shuts the door and tosses his keys at me. I barely catch them and look up at him with what’s now becoming my familiar perplexed glare and shake my head.
“You’re up. Drive us home chief.”
“You want me to drive us home in your truck?”
“Yes,” he says giving me a slow nod. “That’s what I said. I have another car in my garage. If you can drive my truck without incident, I’ll let you use my car to get to
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