The next morning, Riley woke up with a box of chocolates and a red rose next to her bed. She thought she was dreaming. She had never gotten a present on her bed. Especially since she was living with a stranger and it wasn't her birthday. She thought she couldn't possibly get a gift in her room.
But, when she had regained all her orientation and her eyes could see more clearly, she did find a box of chocolates and a red rose beside her bed. Under the chocolate box, Riley found a note.
Hope you like my gift. And I need you to behave yourself tonight.
Logan. It was the only name she could think of, and it suited a line of messages that were thick with command. But how did Logan sneak into my room?
Riley glanced warily at her bedroom door. She locked the door and closed it tightly. There w
