Chapter 5

“Tom?” Logan whispered lightly.

I didn’t answer. I just lay there.

“Tom?” he asked, in a rather loud whisper

with an urgency in his tone. “Tom, are you awake, buddy?”

I still didn’t respond, and he didn’t

immediately say anything. After about thirty seconds, I felt

something lightly touch my forehead. It took me a moment to realize

that Logan was wiping a piece of hair from my face. It felt like he

twirled it. I relished his touch. It had only been a few days, but

I had missed him. Of course this was the way it always was with

Logan. The minute you let your guard down, he swept in and broke

your heart.

“What are you doing?” I said, turning so that

I was on my back, and then abruptly sitting up, letting the sheet

drop to just below my navel as I did so.

“I was just…” Logan stammered.

“Just what, Logan? I was sleeping, man.”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to disturb you. I

just thought you might want to get up and eat something,” Logan