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Ellie woke slowly the next morning, stretching before she opened her eyes.She’d slept really well last night, considering… Logan.Ellie sat up.She was in Logan’s bed.How did that happen?Last thing she remembered was closing her eyes while they cuddled on his sofa.
“Morning, sweetheart,” Logan said, strolling into the bedroom with a mug in his hand.Her mouth watered.He wore a pair of low riding sweats and a sleeveless t-shirt.
“Morning.How did I get here?”And…okay she was in her bra and panties.So Logan must have undressed her.Her body heated.
“I carried you.”He handed her the mug.
The scent of fresh brewed coffee hit her senses.She blew on the brew before taking a sip.A moan slipped past her lips as she sipped the wonderful nectar, then she processed his words.“Carried me?Logan, you could have hurt yourself.”
He chuckled and sat on the mattress, his hip brushing her thigh beneath the sheet.“You’re not heavy, and I feel great.”
“No headaches, nausea, or anything?”she asked, keeping her gaze on him.
“Nothing.A twinge of a muscle here and there, but nothing major.”He brushed her cheek.“What would you like for breakfast?”
“I can cook for you.”His features were relaxed, and nothing about him looked injured.Ellie took another sip of her coffee, trying to process her feelings about him looking after her when he was the one who was hurt.
Logan stared at her.“Not going to happen.Eggs, bacon, and toast good?”
“You don’t have to cook.”Ellie shifted.How could she make him understand she didn’t need him to do this?
“Stop squirming.”His voice grew husky.“Yesterday gave you a scare, and I’m sorry for that.You barely ate last night, and I’m sure you’re hungry this morning.”
He was right.She’d only eaten a small amount of salad and a piece of pizza.She’d been so worried about him.Now, her stomach was demanding food.
“See.”He rubbed her tummy.“Finish your coffee.There are amenities in the bathroom for you, along with my robe.”He stood.
“Thanks.”
Logan left the room, and Ellie climbed out of bed.She didn’t like the idea of wearing her underwear for another day, but what choice did she have.Her clothes from yesterday were lying folded up on a chair, she grabbed them and padded into the bathroom.
Amenities, my ass.He’d laid out a toothbrush, toothpaste, brush and comb, washcloth and a fresh towel.Ellie shook her head.She quickly brushed her teeth and cleaned up.Shaking her clothes out, she frowned.
She’d ask Logan if she could run her clothes through the washer and dryer.That would make her feel better.But what could she use for underwear?
Slipping on his robe, she threw her clothes over one arm and strolled into the bedroom.“Logan,” she called.
“Yes.”
How did one ask for what she needed?“Ummm.Can I borrow a pair of your underwear?”Heat invaded her face.
“Second drawer.Take your pick.”
He didn’t even hesitate.What did that mean?She decided to analyze it later.Setting her clothes on the chair, she found a pair of boxers and slipped them on under the robe.Of course, they were a little baggy, but they would work.She didn’t feel comfortable going commando.
Gathering up her clothes once again and picking up her empty mug, she made her way toward the kitchen.She stopped when she passed the utility room.
“I’m going to throw my clothes in the washer, okay?”
“Sure.Detergent on the shelf above the dryer.”
Ellie made quick work of it and then walked into the kitchen.Logan’s back was to her as he cooked.“Should only be a few minutes before breakfast is ready.”
“Thanks.Can I do anything?”
“Pour more coffee, at least for me, and have a seat at the table.”
