They would often lay together, with her resting her long body in his sides skimming her fingers lightly over his chest. Him purring with satisfaction. It isn't the first time that they've been together. Over the years they have shared many nights, their lovemaking was never rushed. They would often tell each other that they loved each other, and not only during the act. It would be said with a quick kiss in the morning while making coffee, while holding each other on the couch watching a movie or just telling each other for no reason. However, they were not a couple, he had his demons that kept him from her. Though it hurt her she never pressured him into labeling the connection that they shared. She just wanted someone to share her life with, someone she did not have to have complete control around and he was that person. He longed for a mate to love him and give him a reason to put down roots and she was that person. But his fear of someone hurting her kept him distant and she got tired of waiting and she married another. He was heartbroken, many nights of cold beer and cheap women in cheaper motels couldn't settle his need for her . A few years later she was back with him, recently her marriage had been annulled and he was the first person he called and he went and got her.
The plane ride had been comfortable silence. He put the plane on auto pilot and joined her in the back. He saw she was crying and wanted to turn around and gut the prick for making his woman cry, but he just held her to him. He stroked her back and kissed her while she cried in his chest. Though he hadn't been married he knows the feeling of being abandoned by someone you thought you would be with forever. On the inside he was happy she was back where she belonged and this time she wasn't leaving his side. "Ah love ya" he told her truthfully and honestly. She kissed him and smiled "I know, I love you as well" she said before settling back into him drying her face.
The few months she had been back with him had been wonderful. They bicker and flirt like they always do. The students notice mr Logan doesn't seem so tense and danger room sessions are a little shorter because he seems to always have someplace to be. He wanted to tell her his feelings but he was nervous not something he was used to. He went to his room and not to his surprise she was in there reading. They share a bed, they say because they don't have nightmares with each other. But in truth they can't sleep without each other. And lately it hurts to be away from each other to long. He joins her in bed and rest his head in her lap. She strokes his head and he purrs softly. "Ro, ah love ya" he says. She puts her book down and cradles his head. "And I love you" she says before kissing him softly. He sits up and looks her in the eyes. "Be with me. I know this is bad timing but you can't leave me again" he says. She looks at him stunned. She smiles that soft smile that melts his heart every time. "I thought I was with you?" She said back. "I mean like your with me and I'm with you no one else...just us" he says hoping she understands him. " Logan, I know what you mean. Again I ask, I thought I was with you?" He smiles before kissing her.