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down at the newspaper she had been taking to the trash and didn’t know
what to do. She quickly tossed it behind a couch cushion and took a deep
breath, walking over to the front door. She quickly tried to brush down her
hair with her hands, hoping that she looked somewhat presentable. Her hand
grabbed the knob, just as the bell rang a second time. She closed her eyes,
took a deep breath, and opened the door.
    “Hi.” Her visitor said gently, a
smile in his words.
    “Hi back.” Caroline exhaled,
standing awkwardly in the door, leaning against it for support in case her
knees buckled in a rebellious attempt to embarrass her. The two stood in
silence for a moment, just looking at one another.
    “May I come in?” He asked.
    Caroline nodded and stepped out of
the way, her eyes glued to Logan as he walked into her apartment.
    “How do you know where I live?” she
asked him. He turned back to look at her, clearly looking up and down enjoying
the view of her barely clad frame under a large t-shirt.
    “George, from the Java Jolt. Then
your nice door man downstairs helped pin point the specifics.” Logan told her.  Caroline
made a mental note to have an angry talk with both Jeremy and George. But she
couldn’t focus on that right now. Logan Clay was standing in her living room. LOGAN
CLAY WAS STANDING IN HER LIVING ROOM. She took another deep breath, then tossed
her hair behind her shoulder, putting on a look of nonchalance as she walked
past him further into the living room.
    “Well, why are you here? I think I
made myself pretty clear last night. I have no interest in being another
groupie or notch on your bed post, especially when you are already committed to
another woman. I am not that kind of girl.” She said crossly, folding her arms
and dropping her right hip as she looked at him with accusation.
    He didn’t respond and she couldn’t
read his face. Part of him looked sad, the other part looked amused. They stood
there in a standoff for a few moments until Logan took a step closer to her.
    “That shirt looks better on you
than it ever did on me.” Logan said, giving her half a smile with his head tilted
as he looked down at her. Caroline paused and then realized what he was talking
about, causing her face to turn bright red. She had completely forgotten that
not only had she stolen his shirt, but she had worn it to bed last night and
was still wearing it now.
    She didn’t even know why she had
stolen it, all she knew is that the smell of him against her skin had been the
best part of her night and was the sole cause for the amazing night’s sleep
that she had. She pulled down at the bottom of the shirt, trying to cover
herself further. She was blushing wildly and cursing at herself in her mind.
    “Oh, I’m sorry.” Caroline didn’t
know what else to say, she certainly couldn’t explain it to him since she
couldn’t explain it to herself either. She had stolen the man’s shirt. There
really wasn’t any coming back from that kind of embarrassment.
    “I was wondering where I had left
that shirt.” He told her, this time chuckling and smiling, taking another step
closer to her.  Her heart felt like it was going to beat out of her chest when
he took that step and her nervousness was clouding her head.
    “I’ll be right back, I shouldn’t be
standing here in nothing. Hold on.” She said very quickly and then slid around
him, heading into her bedroom. He had tried to reach out to her but she had
slickly avoided his grasp and skated past him. She shut the bedroom door behind
her and rested her back against it for a moment, calming her breathing. She
couldn’t believe he was here, that he had just showed up! Why was he here? Where
was his girlfriend? She closed her eyes and let out a sigh, she had no idea
what she was going to do. She liked this guy, but he had a girlfriend and
Caroline isn’t that type of girl. Or am I? She thought for a moment then
smacked herself and assured herself that she was