#Chapter 205: Whirlwind Love Affair

I slipped into bed with Logan, who roused awake at the slight jostling of the bed. “Hazel?” he asked. “It’s me.” Rolling toward me, he opened his arms. I quickly took my place in the space between them. “Do you feel better now?” he asked, his voice groggy with sleep. “Infinitely,” I replied. “Good.” His eyes started to close. Listening to the steady beat of his heart and the soft rise and fall of his chest with his breath, I too felt like I might fall under sleep’s embrace at any moment. But then, in the quiet dark of the bedroom, Logan whispered, “I wouldn’t blame you, you know. If you left.” “Left what?” The apartment? “Me,” he said. “Logan… You can’t be serious.” Logan held me tight enough that I couldn’t lean back to see his face. Because of this, I could only assume that he had indeed meant it, even if it was the musings of a mostly-asleep man. “My grandfather has tremendous influence, and money to make anything possible…” Logan said. “He told me he’d rat