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“Something wrong?”
“Uh-huh. Pearl tells me I’m not supposed to talk about this kind of stuff, but… do you have any women stuff?”
“Women stuff?”
“You know, like for your, um, lady problems.”
It dawned on me what she was talking about. I opened my mouth to tell her sure, let me just run to the bathroom. But before I said that I realized that I didn’t have anything to give her.
“You know what, I haven’t had my, ah, lady problems since I’ve been here. I’ve actually been meaning to ask Pearl.”
Marianne’s eyes lit up. “There’s lots of stuff down in the pantry storage. I’ll go find Pearl and tell her that we both need them. Is that OK?”
“That’s just fine. Thanks, Mar.”
With another smile and nod, Marianne sprang from her chair and hurried out of my room, leaving me alone.
One thought was on my mind once she was gone—why hadn’t I needed any period supplies? I closed my eyes, trying to think back when my last period was. I didn’t know the exact days, but it was definitely over a month ago. Far more than a month ago, actually.
Panic gripped me. I was late, and I’d been having unprotected sex. I knew for a fact that I hadn’t been taking the pill every day when I should’ve been. Marta had always been the one to remind me of that, and without her around…
Shit. Shit, shit, shit.
I stood up, my heart racing as I tried to wrap my mind around my situation. There was no way, nowaythat I could be…
Right in the middle of my panicking, a knock sounded at the door. I took a deep breath, hurrying over and opening it to find Logan standing there.
“Hey.”
Even through my worrying, I couldn’t help but notice how hot he looked in his navy linen pants and white, V-neck T-shirt.
“Hey,” I replied, trying to play it cool. “What’s up?”
He narrowed his eyes, as if unsure of how I might react to what he was about to say.
“Want to talk to your father?”
Chapter 22
Logan
Goddamn, she was the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen in my life.
Emily stood before me with an expression of bewilderment on her face. She had on not a drop of makeup, but with a face like hers that didn’t matter one bit. I’d always preferred the natural look, anyway. She wore a pair of pink sleeping shorts and a tight T-shirt that hugged her braless breasts. My cock stiffened, and I wanted nothing more in that moment than to bend her over the bed and fill her full.
“My father?” The worry on her face was intense. It didn’t take a genius to see that the mere mention of her father had put her into a tizzy. “Please don’t tell me he’s here on the island. I don’t know if I can handle seeing him in person.”
I shook my head. “Nope. If you decide to talk to him, it’ll be on Zoom.”
“Zoom? What’s that?”
I chuckled at the reminder of how sheltered she was.
“Never mind,” she said. “When does he want to talk?”
“Whenever you’re ready.”
She pursed her lips, bouncing her leg up and down as she thought the matter over. Emily folded her arms under herbreasts, pushing them up in a way that made it nearly impossible not to stare.
