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 taste

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

I’m not hard! Well, except for a certain place. Want to have a taste right

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

Logan pinched her nose, then he lay back down and put one hand on her.

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

through tidying up, someone rang her doorbell, much to her surprise. She seldom received guests; even her erstwhile colleagues wouldn’t visit her home much, for everyone was busy

nothing but silence for a few