Page 53 of Your Side of the Offense

She comes close. "Then trust me with it. Let me be your sounding board. You are in a relationship, and something may not look as innocent as you think."

We hug. "I'm sure Logan will be happy to find out he has a stan," I say in her embrace. I may be wrong, but I feel her stiffen a little at the mention of his name.

We pull apart. "I just want you guys to work out." She goes back to the bed.

"We'll be fine. I'll go and make amends later," I say as I turn to the bathroom again.

"Later?" she asks.

"Um, yeah, later." I hope she doesn't poke at that.

"Do you have plans, are you going somewhere?" Her tone is neutral, maybe she's just asking. I mean, we do a lot together especially on weekends, so her question is in the realm of normal. Even if I feel a little suffocated by it, but I try to be neutral.

"Uh, yeah. I just have a few errands to run."

"Aight, lemme leave, I guess we'll do lunch then?" She pops in the bathroom, eyes expectant.

"Um, how about I'll let you know when I finish?"

"Okay, text me then. There is this Greek restaurant I've been wanting to try."

"Greek?" I can't help my face twisting a little.

"Yeah, have a problem with the Greeks?" she asks with a little violence, and I chuckle.

"Of course not. Greeks are great. They brought us…Zeus."

She laughs. "Probably not the best example but they are fine as fuck."

"Logan is Greek."

I see a tick on her face I can't explain. I'm definitely seeing things because something I don't know flashes in her eyes. Maybe a trick of the light.

"Yeah? No wonder he's so…"

"Handsome? You going to say handsome, right?" I tease with a grin.

"No, ew. He's your boyfriend. Basically, a eunuch to me. I was going to say gifted."

I arch an eyebrow because my mind just went to the gutter. I haven't fucked Logan, but he is not lacking in size, but of course I know she doesn't mean that.

"Well, you are not wrong on the gifted part…" I wiggle my brows at her, but she doesn't find my joke funny.

"Wait, have you had sex with him and not told me?" She crosses her arms over her chest.

"No, like I promised you'd be the first to know when I ride the Logan train. Now please…" I take off my top. "Can we talk about anything besides my brooding hot boyfriend?"

She chuckles and we switch the topic to breakfast options before she leaves me quickly and I finish getting ready.

I take an Uber to the hospital, getting there just before 9 a.m.

I go to the cafeteria first. I need coffee and maybe get Arch something nice. I know hospital food isn't all that. When nana was hospitalized two years ago, she'd give me all her hospital food and eat what we brought her and, um, ew.

I order a Caramel latte and take a seat, waiting for the first visiting hours. Then buy an assortment of donuts for Arch after perusing the menu. This is how I'll test how far from good health he is. He loves sweet things when he's well, but he doesn't eat a lot of them when he is in his episodes.

I think back to the conversations I had this morning with Logan and then with Hazel. I was really shitty to Logan. I need to make it up to him for sure. A date won't be enough, and Hazel was right, he deserves more from me. Maybe it's time I took the next step with him. It wouldn't hurt.

Nothing is really in our way besides my mind telling me it isn't ready to go there yet. But I am master of my body, and I need to do this. I need to make this work. It's my way of repairing my heart and proving to myself that I am enough. My attempt at a normal relationship.

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