Chp 48: Passive aggressive

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Third P.O.V

~Flash back ~

Logan picked around the Sunday with his spoon as he replayed the events of that night on repeat in his head. Every time he thought of her words the pain in his heart would increase just a bit more. Carly watched as he blankly stared down at his ice cream in silence. She had a feeling something bad had happened so she thought of a way to take his mind off of it hopefully.

"This is the best ice cream parlor on this side of town. Their custard is to die for" She vocalized this by taking a spoonful and shoveling it into her mouth. She responded with a sastified hum before turning back to Logan who still hadn't reacted to her words again. She sighed aloud completely out of ideas so instead she took a different approach. She placed her spoon down and replaced it with Logan's hand still digging at the ice cream with the spoon. Logan regained consciousness and gazed up towards Carly's smiling form. She took the spoon from his grasp and politely placed it on a napkin to the side of her.

"There you are. I was starting to get scared" She giggled gently pulling her hand away. Logan cheeks flushed once he was realized he'd been spacing out the entire time. He began to apologize profusely that Carly waved off.

"It's fine I'm still glad you came out with me anyway" She flashed Logan a sweet smile. "I had a pretty shit day myself that's why I suggested ice cream" she lifted the spoon as emphases before taking a bite.

"Did you want to talk about it" Logan suggested. Carly sat in silence for a moment as she began shoveling ice cream in her mouth. Finally she answered with a deep breath before turning to Logan. "The doctor's said she's getting worse. She.. couldn't even remember me name last time. I...." her words fell short and Logan didn't hesitate moving from his seat to slide next to her and pull her into a much needed hug. They remained in this position for a minute before he finally pulled away to wipe at the spare tears that fell from her eyes. "Do you know how long she has" Logan asked.

"A year at the most we have another screening tomorrow to just be sure"

"I'll be there" Logan insisted with his words and by the determined look in his eyes. "Just text me the time and the place." Carly felt her heart flutter at his stern words and the way he went out of his way for her. Her cheeks began to heat up as she gawked at the heaven sent man that smiled gently back at her. Once she realized she was staring longer than natural she hastily cleared her throat and tucked a loose piece of hair behind her ear " What about you? did you want to talk about something? your not your normal preppy and funny self"

Logan hesitated to answer that question. He wanted to spill the situation so bad but he knew to tread lightly especially when it came to miller corp and Patience."Yeah.... Well. can I ask you something?"

"Yeah, sure what's up?" Carly chirped batting her eyelashes.

"Say you're in a sexual relationship with somebody is it possible to develop feelings for that person?"

"I mean, I guess it depends on how good the sex is" Carly playfully bumped Logan's side making him chuckle in reply.

"Why do you ask? Is there something you're trying to tell me" She wiggled her brows making Logan laugh harder something he needed in the darkness of that night.

Once his laughter finally settled he began to explain "Oh not me I'm asking for a friend. She's in a sexual relationship with this guy and she think she likes him, but the guy on the other hand thinks she only likes him because he's having sex with her?" Logan laid it on the table while trying to be as distinct as possible,

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