The Returning Ex

Lola used to gag when she heard those lines coming from cheesy dramas, but she never expected herself to say the exact same line one day, so she laughed at herself. Guess I shouldn’t mock them too early. You never know when you’ll become the very same person.

Then, Logan lay beside her, and they stared at the ceiling together. A while later, Logan said, “I didn’t sleep well last night either.” Even though he had some alcohol, it was hard to calm down with a warm, young lady in his arms.

Lola caught the underlying message, which made her blush. “You pervert.”

Logan slowly held her hand, and their fingers interlocked. “Guess it takes one to know one,” he teased her.

This shameless b*stard! Lola flung his hand away. “Get out.”

around. “Tell me the truth. Have you ever wanted to, ah, have a

his waist and pinched him hard as usual, twisting the flesh between her fingers in the process. “Why would I? You’re

“And I’m not hard! Well,

she dodged his hand. “Nope. I don’t want

put one hand

him, though she could understand why he was sleepy. Earlier, she had a three-hour nap, but not him, for he

with him for a while before getting out of bed to tidy up her place. Halfway through tidying up, someone rang her doorbell, much to her surprise. She seldom received guests; even her erstwhile

but silence for a few moments.