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“How long did you date him?”
“Two years.”
He chuckles again. “Two years? Did you live together?”
“So many questions,” I sigh. “No we didn’t. I was reluctant to give up my apartment, and that’s probably a good thing because of how things ended. Then where would I be? My ex couldn’t give me the time I deserved, so I ended it. Any more questions?”
His voice is low when he says, “I know so little about you.”
I swallow, surprised by his admission. “I know so little about you, too.”
“Not much to tell.”
“Have you had any serious girlfriends?”
“One or two, but not for a long time. Like you said, it complicates things.”
“When they get too clingy?”
“Somethin’ like that.”
I yawn, tiredness settling in. Dozer is down on the floor, lying on top of the bath mat. He was excited to see us both and I spent at least five minutes just stroking him and telling him what a good boy he was.
“So now you’re just used to living like a bachelor?”
“Could say the same about you.”
“Oh, no,” I laugh. “You’d call me a spinster. I’m also stuck up and spoiled. I’m frigid, too, and focus more on my career than finding a husband.”
“If you put that on your Tinder profile, I can see why you’re single.”
I try to elbow him in the ribs but he deflects. “The real truth is, I don’t want to waste my time on relationships where I don’t gel with the person. There’s no point. You either have a connection or you don’t.”
“I agree.”
I’m as surprised by his admission as I am by his chattiness. Logan has never spoken this much to me in the entire time I’ve known him.
“And this isn’t complicated?” I gesture between us.
“Nope, because like you said, we’re not a thing.”
“We’re not a thing but we’re an exclusive not-a-thing? Sounds a little complex already.”
“Don’t you go runnin’ away, I know where you work, live and hang out.”
I smile to myself. I don’t know why I like that idea so much. “So you like me hanging around?”
“Let’s just say I like that you came into the bar that night.”
“The sex is really amazing.” I yawn again. “Sorry, long day.”
“I should put you to bed.”
“Logan, you heard what I said about sleepovers.”
“Quit your whinin’. Doesn’t mean it’s a thing, just means you’re tired and I have a bed.”
“Yes, and in that bed we have a lot of sex, hence the reason I didn’t get any sleep last time.”
