Logan stands in front of the mirror and adjusts his neck tie; he grabs a perfume and sprays it on his body in haste. He was late for work, why wouldn’t he be late if he was busy the whole night making love to Orla. Yes, they had sex the whole night and he didn’t regret any part of it.
Logan caught her scent first before he heard the door open and he turned around with a smile. She had left right after she woke up and he had not seen her since then.
“Looks like I beat you to it,” she teased as she cat-walked to him in her formal attire.
The smile on Logan’s face disappeared immediately and that got Orla worried, she looked anxious after his change of expression.
“What is wrong? Is the outfit not okay? Should I have it changed?” she asked with a worried look.
“No, it is not that… um, it is just that I… um,” he stuttered, not sure if to say it or not.
“What is it Logan, you know you can talk to me,” she cut in.