C62 Uncomfortable

Emma’s POV

“We will be right back,” Logan said as he reached out for me, “Two hours tops.”

He wrapped his arms around me, burying his nose into my hair.

“It’s okay, Logan,” I said as I hugged him back, “I will be okay, don’t worry. Go do your job.”

“I will miss you,” Logan mumbled.

“It’s only two hours, Logan,” Andrew sighed, picking up his phone and putting it in the pocket of his jeans