Chapter 65 A New Plan In Action

• After Logan made up the couch for me and went to bed himself, I laid staring at the ceiling. The very high-vaulted, chandelier-covered ceiling. Seriously, this place was ridiculous.
• I was suddenly wide-awake and felt stone-cold sober. This felt weird. And wrong. And every time I closed my eyes all I pictured was Logan in his skin-tight shirt grabbing me and kissing me again. So I forced them to stay open.
• I doubted Maria was awake, but I opened my phone to send her a message anyway. I couldn’t wait to see and/or hear her reaction when she did open it.