He Was Shot

***Logan***

I don’t know what unsettled me more.

The fact that I’d been outplayed by a nerdy girl whose idea of rebellion was probably skipping class once in college?

Or the fact that I was the one unraveling over it.

This made no sense. None at all.

I’d woken up this morning expecting regret. Maybe irritation. Maybe the usual detachment that followed sex when it meant nothing more than release a