The Road to....Somewhere???

All That Is About To Change

Logan's p.o.v.

Let's just say, last night was indescribable.

Waking up in Ashley's arms was a wonderful feeling. Wrapped up tightly in her, legs intertwined, warmth emanating from every spot our bodies made contact. I didn't want to open my eyes. I just wanted to lay right here, forever. The feeling of safety and security enveloped me. Her bare skin against mine causing a thousand different sensations.

"Good morning, love." I felt her lips against my forehead. How did she even know I was awake? My eyes had yet to open. I open them now, and give her a questioning look.

"Your heartbeat and breathing changed. I knew you were awake." It was as if she could read my mind. It was amazing, and a little scary, to have someone pay so much attention that they knew by those simple things that I had woken.

"How long have you been awake?" 

"For awhile."

"What have you been doing?" What could she have been doing this whole time? 

"Watching you sleep." Oh my goodness. The blush involuntarily rose to my face. Damn, what did this girl do to me? "You are beautiful. I love studying your features. Your eyes fluttering as you are dreaming, your lips moving silently, as if you are speaking. Honestly, I do it a lot. I'm not a freak, I swear."

"Of course you aren't. It's sweet." 

"Come on. Let's get a shower, and get dressed, and go have some breakfast. We have a lot to talk about and figure out today, and I'm starving."

I let her pull me out of the soft, warm bed, and make our way to the shower. After showering, and dressing, we were out the door. On the way to breakfast, the topic at hand had not been risen. Assuming we were waiting to get to our destination, I said nothing about it. We exchanged small talk, no topic to heavy, until we got to the restaurant. It was a cute little cafe, and not overly busy. It was ten by now, so most people had probably already come and gone.

We were seated by a pretty brunette, and she asked us for our drink order.

"Coffee and water for me. Orange juice and water for her." Ashley ordered our drinks, and then it hit her what she had done. "I'm sorry. You can order for yourself. I didn't mean to do that."

"It's ok. It is what I would have gotten anyways. You know me quite well."

"I pay attention. So, what are you gonna get?" She covers her first statement up with the second one. She is so damn cute.

"Thought you were ordering for me this morning?" Teasing her is so fun.

"Fine. I will then." Just then the waitress appears with our drinks, and asks if we are ready to order. "I'll have the breakfast platter, with bacon. She will have a ham and cheese omelet, grits, and toast."

Ok, just for the record, I have never ordered that when we have went out on previous mornings. I've never even eaten an omelet around her. So now, I begin to wonder how she could know I love them. That is actually what I was planning on ordering before I handed the reigns over to her. The look that is on my face has to be priceless. 

"How could you even know I would like that?" I am so confused right now.

"During one of our many conversations you told me." Well, that was vague. I do not remember ever talking about breakfast foods with her.

"No I didn't. When did we ever talk about omelets?" I was growing more confused by the minute.

"We were watching How to Eat Fried Worms. Remember, there was like nothing on T.V. and we settled on that? When the part came up where they put the worm in an omelet, you said how that was gross, and that ham and cheese was your favorite kind of omelet,"

I barely remembered that. It was late one night, and we were laying in bed, watching T.V. I remember us watching that movie, but up until just now, I had forgotten I even said anything.

"Like I said, I pay attention."

"Obviously. So, you said we needed to talk. Let's talk."

"Ok, well, first, thank you for opening up to me last night. I was beginning to worry, because I knew something was off. I wasn't going to push, but I knew something wasn't right. Thank you for trusting me. Next, you are not staying in that shit hole of a hotel another night."

"I don't really have anywhere else to go. I mean, I have money saved, but not enough for anything I want to live in. Plus, I haven't been here very long, and people are not as apt to rent to me, for worry of me up and leaving." I had been in this position before. I had moved around quite a bit after leaving my childhood shack.

"We will find you something. There are many options open to you right now, and it just depends on what road you want to go down."

"Like, what kind of options?" I was curious as to where this conversation was going. I know that last night, I was thinking of how home to me meant Ashley's place, but I knew I would do whatever she thought was best. I didn't want to be in that room anymore, and would bide my time anywhere until the time came that I could wake up to her every day. As these thoughts were going through my head, the waitress came with our food. We thanked her, and began to eat.

"Well, I can help you get a place. Or, you know there is an apartment above my garage, or I have like five extra bedrooms in my house, or...." She lets her sentence fade away, and begins eating vigorously, very embarrassed and not wanting to say what she just about to. 

"Or..." I raise my eyebrows curiously at her. No was was she getting off the hook that easily.

"Or, umm, well, see.....Never mind." She can't even look at me. Poor thing. I hate when she gets like this. It pains me to see her so uncomfortable, especially when I am the cause of it. 

"No, tell me." I wasn't giving up. I wanted to hear her say it. I knew where she was going with it, but I needed to hear her say it out loud. I needed to know that she was thinking the same thing I was. No way was I saying it first though.

"Fine. When you aren't there, my bed sort of misses you. It's told me." She is so corny. I love it though.

"No. That is not good enough. I need you to say it."

"You are incorrigible woman. Ok, fine. I would like nothing more than to go to sleep next to you every night, and wake up to you every morning. Are you happy?" She seems a little irritated, but I know she is just trying to cover her embarrassment. 

"Yes, actually, I am. I would like nothing more than the same thing. I wasn't going to say anything. I didn't want to scare you away, or think that I was trying to take advantage of you. I mean, I make pretty good money, and can contribute, but I know that it is nothing compared to what you have, and the amount you have to dish out each month. I knew it wouldn't be equal. I didn't want you to think I was looking for a handout, or charity, or that I was after your money. I'd be happy to live in a dump with you."

"Ok, well, I guess we need to be house hunting. I'm sure there are many crappy places around that we could make home." 

"Ha ha. Very funny. You know what I mean." She effectively embarrassed me. No one has ever gotten to me like her. It's a new feeling, but though I get uncomfortable, I think I kind of like it. At least with her.

"When we leave here, we can go get your stuff. Ya know, yesterday, I was trying to figure out something to do for our one month anniversary thing. I didn't want to do something we had already done, and I was having a hard time coming up with something. I guess this solved that issue, huh?"

"You make me feel so special. Thank you. And you know I don't have very much."

"All that is about to change."