Chapter 63

Zoey's POV

I felt Logan's heart beating steadily beneath me. My head was resting on his chest as he stroked my hair, lost in thought. I closed my eyes tiredly.

"Don't fall asleep on me now, baby," he then broke the silence. I tilted my head so that I could look at him somewhat. "Why not, I'm exhausted."

"You've been away for over a week and now that you're back with me, you want to go back to sleep?" he asked offended, still scratching my head. Sighing, I lay back in a comfortable position and clasped his with one hand side so I could press myself even closer to him.

Then a pleasant sound escaped me, like a little kitten finally being able to curl up in its basket.

"Logan," I murmured against his shirt. Somehow I felt that he was smiling. His hand went to my neck, then he tensed up and his entire upper body was suddenly even harder than before.

"Get off me," he said suddenly and before I knew it, I landed on the floor of the room.