Marc walks back into the living room, looking sleepy and wearing his pajamas. I look down at my phone to check the time, seeing that it's already after one o'clock in the morning. I hadn't realized it had gotten so late. Besides noticing the time, I see a text message waiting for me from my ex, Zac. My stomach drops, but I decide not to read it yet. Now is just not the time. I can feel the way Eli needs me at this moment, and for the first time in a long time, I'm happy to take care of someone else
Marc yawns then says, "I'm heading to bed. Logan, you should just crash here. It's late, and the storm hasn't gone anywhere yet."
I look out the window into the darkness and see that he is right. If anything, it's only gotten worse.
"EJ, will you show her the guest room whenever you guys go to bed?"