Logan stayed with me up until the evening when we'd already finished our coffee. I felt people come up the stairs to check when I guess Logan must have shooed them away. As much as I appreciate everything that he has done for me today, I kind of feel bad that he had to ditch work to stay with me. I know he did it because he wanted to but the feeling is still there.
"A penny for your thoughts?" he offered.
"I..." I hesitated.
"You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to, you know. Don't feel pressured to talk, love." he smiled.
"I just feel bad for making you stay here with me." I blurted out.
"You didn't ask me to stay. I stayed because I wanted to and I know you needed me. You didn't even have to ask me to stay." he said.
"But what about work...?" I trailed off.
"Work?
