Exit Wounds

Chapter 19/19

Logan walked into the bedroom and smiled down at the bed. Veronica, nude from the night before, was still asleep. She was covered to the waist and laying on her side. She had a hand stretched out to the side he had been sleeping on, as if she were looking for him but was too tired to wake up to realize he wasn't there. He had managed to sneak out to get his tuxedo early. He was glad to make it back before she woke. He hung his tuxedo up and removed the plastic cover from it. It was a quality suit. He respected that Denis fellow, even if he was a bit grabby.

"Lo?" Veronica's voice was scratchy and rough.

"I'm here, Roni." He smiled down at her. She arched her back and stretched and it reminded Logan of a cat. "Want something to eat?"

She nodded and snuggled into the covers. Logan wondered at how she could be so sexy and cute at the same time.

"Want coffee?" He couldn't stop smiling. She was safe and with him. He got her back.

She nodded again. She still hadn't opened her eyes.

"Want an elephant?" The urge to giggle was strong, but he managed to keep it in.

She nodded, but stopped. She lifted her head and raised a brow at him. Clear blue eyes looked up at him in wonder. They were half covered in eyelids. "What?"

He chuckled. "I was seeing if you were really awake."

"Where the hell would I put an elephant?" She turned over on her back and stretched her whole body out. She looked at her arm and winced at the dark colors on it.

Logan couldn't help himself and checked out her breasts, but his eyes were drawn to the bruise on her arm. He pouted when he remembered she was injured. He took a step closer to her. "You ok?"

She nodded and gave him a grin. "I'm fantastic." She sounded happy.

"So, your gala is still a go?" He looked to his tuxedo hanging up.

She followed his eyes and grinned. "It looks great."

Logan turned back at her with a smile. It faded though. "Shit. We didn't get you a dress." He walked over to her side of the bed. "Come on, time to get up! We have some time to go shopping." He pulled the covers back and stared down at her nude form. All thoughts of getting her out of the bed were forgotten.

She smirked and giggled. "I have a dress, Logan. But, I suppose it is time to get up."

Logan nodded. He was unable to say anything. He knew it was afternoon. He knew she would need food and time to get ready for the party. He would need a shower too. But, his eyes were glued to her perfect petite form.

Veronica reached up and grabbed his shirt in the middle of his chest and pulled him down towards her. "Time to get up, Logan." With a playful twinkle in her eyes, she smirked up at him.

Logan nodded in understanding before his lips latched onto hers.

Veronica slipped her heel on and checked her makeup. She could relax again and after her afternoon delight, she could probably slip back into bed for a nap. A glance to her boyfriend showed Logan was just finishing his shave and still had to get dressed. "I was thinking of taking a car to pick up Mac. I want to make sure she's alright after last night's excitement. You feel ok to go with Lamb and Leo?" She made a face, thinking of Lamb at her party. She still didn't want her former nemesis and former make-out buddy there, but she would have to deal with it. She couldn't stop them and she really didn't want to upset Henry.

"Why are you punishing me?" Logan pouted before resuming his electric shave. "I mean, isn't it bad enough that I live in the same town as Lamb?"

Veronica leaned against the door frame and looked up at him. He looked amazing. Muscles moving under smooth skin that she knew was spoiled with the top of the line skin care. But, Logan always took care of his body. She suspected it was his way of trying to control what Aaron had done to him. But, he had stepped it up a few notches since she lived in Neptune. He was lean and toned. She couldn't seem to get enough of him. Luckily, she had just ravished him and could appreciate his exquisite form without jumping him. "Tell me, how did Lamb know I was here, anyway?" She smirked slightly. She had a good idea, but hearing the confession was always nice.