Jessie sat somewhat uncomfortably as Logan brushed her hair. It felt nice, but at the same time too much.
"You don't have to do this you know," she said.
"I know." Was his only reply.
Finally he finished and she began dressing. She faced away when she put on her bra and just pulled her skirt on over her pajama bottoms. She turned around and looked out the windows for the cars. They were gone.
"Want some breakfast?"
