Love and Temptation

Chapter 1

Another Woman

The club was hot, it smelled of fruity drinks and sweat, Logan could tastes the expensive perfumes wafting off young women as they danced. Everyone had their own ways of coping with the missions; Kurt would go to confession or spend an hour or so praying for the world. Ororo would go to the garden and plant bulbs or trim dead bits off. Jean would sleep; she's go to her room and crash for a few hours. Scott did paperwork, Hank practiced yoga, Remy drank, and Logan – he liked to fuck.

For Logan there was no better high, no more blissful moment then finding a girl and taking all his frustration and resentment out on her. Nothing could compare to picking out a girl and fucking her blind in some back ally or the bathroom of a club. Nothing could compare to the vindictive pleasure he got out of seducing a young woman away from her friends.

This night was no different, there was a girl he'd been watching across the bar; she had short red hair and long lithe legs. She looked like she was waiting for someone, her soft green eyes scanning the dancing crowd for a familiar face. Logan set his beer down and walked towards her, those sharp green eyes locked on him for a second and then they flitted away and she smiled wickedly, as if she knew what his intentions were. Logan stopped walking a respectful distance away from her and leaned lightly on the bar, "I find it hard to believe that nobody's offered to buy you a drink."

She smiled demurely again, "Lots of men have offered but I don't accept drinks, it makes guys think they can hang around and flirt all night." She paused for a moment to assess the effect if her words on Logan, seeing no reaction she continued, "which I wouldn't mind if any of them had anything interesting to talk about."

A soft smirk crossed Logan's lips, "And what do you find interesting?"

"I like botany." She smiled triumphantly at Logan and tossed her short red curls over her shoulder.

"Well then I'd better not stay to chat, I don't know anything about plants." Logan said shrugging and letting his dark eyes bore into hers for a moment longer.

"I also like, good clothes and fast cars." She blurted out as Logan turned to go, Logan raised an eyebrow and turned back to her.

"Fast cars-? What sort of drink would you like?" Logan murmured leaning in a bit girl laughed and took one last look around the bar; the person she was supposed to be meeting was nowhere to be seen.

"A scotch and soda," she said, she smiled demurely as she took the glass from Logan and sipped from it puckering her lush lips so that they looked even fuller, "You're into fast cars, huh?"

Logan nodded taking a swig of the new beer he had ordered, "I dabble in mechanics."

"I am a mechanic." She said, bobbing her shoulders in mock excitement. Logan smiled softly and nodded, "I'd love to see your shop sometime."

"Oh that; It's all flowers and rainbows," a dry smile fallowed this, "but if you want the truth I'm not from around here, I'm on vacation, I'm visiting my sister."

Logan let his eyebrows rise, "That so?"

"Yeah, she was supposed to meet me here… but she's late."

"Shame on her," Logan said chuckling and taking another swig of his beer, "So this sister of yours, she a mechanic too?"

"No, she's a teacher." All of a sudden the girls face lit up and Logan fallowed her gaze to another young woman making her way through the crowd, she had equally red hair but it was longer. Logan's stomach nearly dropped out as Jean tossed her arms carelessly around the girl Logan had just been talking to.

"I'm sorry I'm late Sam but I had this awful detention student I had to watch and it was just a horrible- Logan?" Logan wished he could disappear, he felt the color draining from his face as Jean gave him that quirky judgmental smile of hers.

"Do you know him Jean?" Sam asked looking between the both of them.

"Yeah, I work with him," Jean said offhand not dropping her quirky smile, "He's our Art teacher."

"An Art Teacher?!" Sam demanded laughingly, "And here I thought you were trying to flirt with me, so you're gay right?"

Logan furrowed his eyebrows, "No…" He opened his mouth to speak again then closed it as Scott walked up behind Jean and lightly set his hand on her shoulder. Sam giggled softly and patted Logan on the arm, "There goes the party," she murmured to him and they both laughed softly.

"Sam," Scott said offering his hand to her, they shook firmly, Sam laughed, "You know Scott you've been dating my sister, for what 10 years now? Why is it we never hug? Why only the handshake?"

"Cause he's a tight ass for formalities," Logan murmured setting his beer down, he knew a lost cause when he saw one, he wasn't getting laid that night and he knew it. Sam tired to hide her laughter behind her hand but after a sharp look from Jean she managed to suppress her wicked mirth. Logan murmured a short goodbye and left heading to the front door.

Logan was still up, he couldn't sleep, he was too frustrated from the mission, he stalked about the dark mansion trying to expend some pent up energy, it was too late now to go out and find another girl that might suit his needs, he was picky man, not just any slut would do, she had to be hard to get. Otherwise and it just wasn't any fun. Jean came down stairs, her thick mane of red hair pulled up into a loose bun. She grinned at Logan and tugged nervously on the pair of boxers she was sporting, "I can't believe you are trying to pick up my little sister."

"Yeah, I didn't know she was your sister when I started hitting on her."

"What do you think of her?"

"Do you want the truth?" Logan asked watching Jean bend over and rummage in the fridge for a drink.

"Yeah, of cores." Jean said turning and offering Logan a soda.

"She's fuckin' hot."

Jean tossed her head back and laughed, Logan raised an eyebrow and watched her until her shoulders stopped shaking, "Oh my god Logan you want to sleep with my little sister!"

"It's really only a physical attraction if it makes you feel better."

"It really doesn't," Jean said laughing again, "any way, just you stay away from my sister, she's only 19."

Logan swore under his breath, opening the soda Jean had offered him and drank slowly, the carbonation stung his throat, " 'S she really a mechanic?"

"Oh," Jean gave Logan a warning look, "Oh yeah, and Daddy hates it too. He has fits about it, but you know our Dad."

"I've heard," Logan murmured, "She up in a dorm room or something?"

Jean nodded, "She's going to stay here for her vacation," Jean rolled her neck and looked at Logan quizzically, "why were you hitting on my sister any way?"

"You want the truth?" Logan asked again crushing his can and tossing it to her.

"I'm not sure I do," she said opening the trash compactor with her mind and tossing the can in, "but I suppose I'd rather know than always wonder."

"I was looking to get laid," the answer was so offhand it even shocked Logan, "You know – that is- cause she was really hot and all and" Logan just trailed off and backed up a few steps making his path to the door a clear one if Jean decided to pull a Stephan King flying meat cleavers kind of deal. Jean stood silent for a moment and then smirked darkly.

"If I find out you fucked my little sister Logan, you're going to wish the Professor had made you think you were 7 year old girl."

Logan swallowed but lifted the corner of his mouth with the sort of humor one has when one was playing with fire, "you're jealous as hell ain't ya Jeannie?" He knew he had pushed it too far when a jar containing pickled green tomatoes flew at his head. Narrowly avoiding the jar and dashed from the kitchen, he didn't pause to see the jar smash against the wall but just headed for the stairs.

Logan woke up early to the noise of Scott's beagle snuffling around at the base of his door, on hearing Logan stir from his arm chair where he had kept a vigil most of the night, Stanly barked loudly and Logan moved across the room opening the door to let the puppy in. Stanly looked up at Logan with his big brown eyes and nudged the least he had brought Logan with his nose.

Walking Stanly wasn't something Scott liked Logan to do, but it was something Logan and Stanly enjoyed greatly. Logan didn't follow the same sort of protocol that Scott did when he walked Stanly, most of the time the puppy wasn't even on the leash, Logan let him run free and chase all the squirrels and rabbits he wanted and when the puppy had expended himself and his energy Logan would scoop him up and carry him back to the mansion. Stanly bounced up and down as they walked towards the back stretch of woods until Logan caught sight of Jean doing her morning Yoga. Logan slowed their pace and as they came more fully around the rose bush Sam came into view as well, the both of them looked stunning in the morning light. Their long legs stretched out and their bodies looking like statues of feminine beauty. Stanly tugged impatiently on the leash and Logan chuckled under his breath, "I guess you're still too young to be into the ladies huh-?"

The trees were within a quick sprinting distance and Logan knelt and undid the leash's latch and swatted Stanly playfully before realizing his miss step in letting the dog loose so close to Jean, Stanly barked happily and made a dash for Jean and Sam. Logan made a grab for the small dog but he was already out of reach, Logan sprinted after the furry traitor but skidded to a stop as Jean turned and held her arms open for the puppy, "How's my little Stanly? Huh? Is Uncle Logan spoiling you again?"

"I'm not that Dog's God-dammed Uncle, Jeannie" Logan murmured clenching and unclenching his fists in a nervous manner.

Sam smiled up at him her torso twisted to get a better look at his rugged fetchers, "I heard Jean gave you quite the scare last night," both sisters smiled teasingly as if sharing a private joke.

Logan nodded and tapped his thigh to call Stanly back to him, "She chucked a fucking jar of tomatoes at me, Jeannie's got a temper on her you know that?"

Sam smiled knowingly, "she does, I remember when we were kids she would make the whole room spin if she was angry enough."

"Well it's no worse than when you bricked me into a wall on your 7th birthday."

Logan furrowed his eyebrows and stepped to the side slightly to shield Stanly from what he now deemed to be two very dangerous women, "Ya didn't really brick her in did ya'?"

"I did, and you should have her scream," Sam said turning fully around to watch Logan's reaction, "and not just out load in our heads to, screamed and screamed and when mommy and daddy got home boy did I get it."

"Hold up your mom and dad left you at home on your own when you were seven?"

"I love how that's the question he asks, not why would to brick your sister in, or what did she do to get bricked in," Sam said turning to look at Jean.

"Well Logan's a bit of a traditionalist when it comes to children, You should have seen when we had a young pyro-kentic come through here, she was bout five and I don't think she was ever out of his line of sight during the day light hours, he even tucked her in at night and read her bed time stories."

"She was five," Logan murmured, "five year olds need more attention and care than teenagers," Logan opened his mouth to go on but Stanly had suddenly gone very still and Logan scanned the tree line and saw a small rabbit, Logan knelt next to Stanly and whispered very softly to him, "Go get 'im." St Logan's soft encouragement Stanly took off speeding through the grass towards the rabbit. Sam turned back to Jean and stretched her neck muscles and stood, "I think I'll get some breakfast," she looked at Logan under her hooded eyes, "want some coffee?"

Logan blinked slightly and nodded glancing at Jean trying to get a feel for the landscape, "sure," Logan looked at his watch and fiddled with the settings, "Just got to come back out here in an hour, don't let me forget."

"Sure thing," Sam said touching Logan lightly and walked towards the mansion. Scott stuck his head out of the mansion and shouted across the lawn towards Jean and Logan, "have you seen Stan- Logan!"

Logan looked at the incrimination evidence in his hands and sighed catching up with Sam and tossing the leash to Scott, "Don't get your panties in a bunch Slim, He's just off chasing a rabbit."

Scott's jaw tightened as perusal in his interactions with Logan, "Logan he's a puppy you can't trust him to come back, if he gets lost and never comes home I'll have your head."

Logan snorted and stepped aside so Sam could slip past Scott, Scott glared at Logan from behind his glasses, "Don't give me that wild man act Logan Stanly is a domesticated animal and he can't just be realized into the wild."

Logan casually lifted his hand and gave Scott the middle finger as he and Sam retreated into the kitchen.

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Author's note:

First chapter of a rather different story than it looks to be from the beginning. Mostly it's all about Logan and Jean's relationship… I'm not usually into the OC's in fan fiction but Sam is ... only temporary.