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.”

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

moved her hand to his waist and pinched him hard as usual, twisting the flesh between her fingers in the process. “Why would I?

hard! Well, except for a

hand. “Nope. I

put one hand on her. “I get sleepy every time I see you.

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

her surprise. She seldom received guests; even her erstwhile colleagues wouldn’t visit her home

nothing but silence for a few moments. “It’s me, Lola,”