Was it wrong to be here?
Logan had scavenged the campus, practically. But it was cold. He might not have tried hard enough. He decided. He'd just wait for Sammi back at her room.
Luckily, the place was unlocked. Yet he locked the front door behind him. It was just an impulse out of security. He guessed he got lucky. Someone had possibly left it that way, accidentally.
The house was silent. And honestly, he really hoped Sammi would be there. Logan paced about wondering where she could be. He called her cell. Left her a whisper of a message. "Where are you?"
Even so, he was on pens and needles. He wasn't sure if it was the idea of being here or that he was worried about her.
Finally, he thought he'd take a look around her things. He opened the dresser drawers quietly. There were candy bars under her undies. This made him smile. She did like chocolate. She'd swore to him earlier that she didn't. Actually, he over heard her say this to his brother.
Then he had to get into her perfumes. She loved HAPPINESS by Clinique best because that was the only perfume she had. If only he'd known. Why didn't he know?
It was sneaky, yet he enjoyed exploring her room. But he tired of this. He didn't really want to read her book-load by the bed of Rachel Cain books. Logan plopped himself in the middle of her bed. Lots of purple things surrounded him.
When was she coming home? He was going to stay awake for her. But then he really did wonder if she'd ever come home. What if she didn't come home?