Logan looked over me in alarm. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing, I’m fine. We were just talking.”
“I felt your hurt through the bond.” He took slow steps towards me, “Are you okay?”
I nodded, “I was just telling her about the doctor’s visit.” Tears pooled in my eyes, “And now I’m crying; I didn’t want to cry.”
I buried my face in his shirt and he wrapped his arms around me, “Do you want to go home?”
“I just wanted to have a normal day.” I muttered
“You’re allowed to have an off day after what we just heard.” He had a possessive hand at the back of my head and the other rubbed circles down my back, “Do you want me to take you home?”
“I don’t want to go home yet.”
“Do you want me to stay here with you?” I thought about it for a second before nodding, “Okay.”
He kissed my head before taking off his jacket and leaving him in jeans and a plain shirt. He draped the jacket over one of the chairs then sat against the wall and pulled me into his side.