The Boogeyman
The day after A Kiss and Alex is determined to not make the same mistake again, but can she pull it off?
“Alex, you’re quiet this morning,” Jean commented as she sipped hot coffee.
“Tired,” she mumbled between sips of tea.
“You? Tired? Miss I-Sleep-Three-Hours-A-Day?” Betsy said snidely.
Alex turned to glare at her, not really in the mood to put up with anything today. Last night had been a long night, one that had left her tired and irritable this morning.
"You'd think that anyone spending the night with Logan would be in a better mood," Betsy commented with a sidelong glance. "I know that I..." she paused, unable to leave off the catty attitude. "Perhaps I shouldn't mention the past this morning. It might be... depressing."
“Thanks for opening your mouth, Betsy. Why don’t you just announce it over the intercom so everyone in the mansion knows?”
"I'll look into that after breakfast."
“Alex?” Jean asked, arching an eyebrow.
Alex turned to look at Jean. “Yes, I spent the night with Logan and we had sex. Anything else you would like to know?” Alex snapped.
"Well, yes. Why -aren't- you in a better mood?"
