When we get off the plane, I feel lousy and sore from the mile high club induction I received. I walk behind Logan as he talks on the phone with someone from where ever we’re supposed to be going. Hell, I don’t even know where we’re going. This whole situation just reminds me how alone I am. The only person I have to communicate with his Logan, my capture and he isn’t even talking to me. I mean, I could run right now, but the big scary men with guns on their hips were rather intimidating as they stood by the car we were heading too.
Logan gets there first, opening the door for me, but not actually looking at me. Slowly, I slide in and he gets in after me. The tension in the car is suffocating and I can literally hear my heart beating in my ears. My bodies reaction to all of this is furthe
