*~~Chapter Eight~~*

{~~Avery Sterling~~}

What just happened? It was a blur. I can’t even explain it. I showered, and my brain tried to process why Logan had left. He made sex weird. Not the good kind of weird, the one that made me regret my choices. Well, I have no intentions of dwelling on regrets. I’m trying to build a genuine relationship here.

So the next time I call him my husband. He won’t correct me. He might just go with it. That’s all I could ever ask for.

I sigh and turned the knob. I stepped out and toweled my skin dry. The moment I was done, I got dressed for the night. Shoving my foot into some socks. Suddenly, I didn’t feel so hot. My orgasm comes with guilt thanks to the way he bolted. Goodness, he sounded equally turned on and disgusted. I shuddered.

Unable to fall asleep despite the energy being wrung from my body, I got my phone and called a friend. Due to time zones, Aisha would be preparing for work by now, or lost in the land of sleep. I can never tell with her.

Ethan, he might not b