The Returning Ex

Logan hesitated for a moment before suggesting, “Let’s have breakfast tomorrow.”

On the other hand, Jasmine was smiling at his weird suggestion, as she never had anybody ask her out for breakfast on a date; people normally would do that for lunch or dinner. Nonetheless, she nodded before replying to him, “Okay, so are you coming to fetch me?”

Grunting, Logan told her after a few seconds’ delay, “I have something that I need to speak to you about.”

Jasmine froze as soon as he said so, whereas Logan heaved a sigh. “Alright, you should get some rest. We will talk tomorrow morning.” After that, he hung up. Though not exactly knowing what he wanted to tell her on the next day, he felt something bubbling up inside him that he wanted her to know.

and turning in bed, Logan only managed to doze off past midnight. He had a chaotic dream in which Lola and him were both present. In his dream, Lola was yelling at him with a nasty attitude, not unlike back when she harbored a dislike toward him while constantly raiding his

for a while before she suddenly resorted to violence by kicking him in his groin. The kick landed right on

his crotch area, which didn’t dissipate until his brain was fully awake. Grimacing, Logan sat up on his

so she had categorized him as scum right from the get go. To be fair, Logan used to dabble in drugs, but he already banned their use within the clubhouse a long time ago, so he figured that should count as him turning

some time wallowing in self pity, Logan checked the time, only to find that the sun was up, so he gave up altogether on falling back asleep. Instead, he got up to wash up. Then, he spruced himself up in front of the mirror before putting on the

had put on some makeup, as well as her dress and high heels. Not only was her makeup slightly thicker than usual,