Lousy Truth

Summary: A continuation of Push Me To The Floor. You asked for it, I provided. LoVe

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She felt so stupid. One look at Logan, and she felt weak. Ugh. Leo was holding her, some crappy slow song. Logan was holding some trashy blonde. The blonde's hand was running down his back, getting closer to his brief-covered ass. She was jealous. Seriously?

"Veronica?" Leo murmured.

She looked up, he was so handsome. She hated herself, fawning over Logan Echolls, when Leo was here holding her-swaying with her. The cop was more of a man than Logan would ever be.

Even she didn't believe that. She had to stop the memories of Logan at Christmas. It was so...ugh. She wanted him again. It was bad, too. Worse than it had ever been for any other guy. She looked up at Leo, and frowned.

"What's wrong?" He paused their swaying.

She didn't reply, her eyes were drawn back to Logan. He was smirking and peeking around the room over his glasses. She wanted his eyes to go to her, but they always missed.

"Nothing." She frowned further, "I am not feeling very good, I need some space."

She broke away from Leo's embrace and went to the empty tables in the back. Leo didn't follow her, and she was relieved. She felt breathless, the attention Logan was giving that blonde made her dizzy. She wanted to be the one he was holding, the one who was coping a feel of his ass while they danced, but she was the one who rejected him.

That should be her. That could have been her. She wanted to cry, Veronica Mars didn't cry, she was better than that. Especially not over Logan Echolls.

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Once he finally ditched Vanessa Climes, he saw Veronica. She looked so down. The shitty smile gone, and she was frowning. At least if she rejected him tonight, she would be just as miserable as he was.

"Hey, Mars." He smiled at her.

She just frowned more so, "Logan."

He barely heard her.

"What's wrong with you?" He moved closer to her, she could see the outline of Little Logan, it made her stomach flutter.

"Nothing." She replied, trying to keep any of her excitement of being that close to him down. She must be in heat or something. She had never wanted a guy so badly. Three times was just not enough. God, she was worried she was turning into a whore-a whore who only wanted Logan.

"Why don't we get some fresh air?" He smiled, holding out his hand.

Air? That sounded like a good idea. She put her hand in his, and he helped her up. It was a mistake, the first touch sent chills through her, and she was worried she'd jump him. It wasn't like it would take much to undress him.

Just rip open the shirt, and jerk down those bottoms, and push him against the wall...uhhh, she needed to get her hormones in check.

She tried to retract her hand, but Logan held fast. She saw Leo and Duncan out of the corner of her eyes, they were both staring. Logan's hand squeezed hers, and the want to rip his shirt grew.

When they finally reached to empty hallway, Logan stopped. He moved closer to her, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." She repeated, she tried to conjure a smirk, but her body was focused on one thing, how close Logan's barely dressed body was to it.

"I know you, Veronica. We grew up together, we're friends, and we slept together." He replied, taking another step closer to her, and reaching out a hand.

She scoffed, and rolled her eyes, "You can't say you know me, you don't know me. And, you don't even remember that night."

"That's not entirely true." Logan smiled.

What? He remembered? He remembered the stuff they said and he just ignored it? She felt sick and used.

"I remember flashes of it, but not pass the second time." He lost the smile.

"What?"

"I remember against the wall, and the trip to the bed, but its nothing after that."

"Against the wall?" She muttered, as her mind conjured images of her shoving him against the wall now. He wouldn't struggle, and maybe afterwards, he would leave her alone, until her weakness found its way to the surface again.

"Yeah." He smirked, taking a few steps closer to her, "Veronica Mars pinned against the wall, purring my name, biting, scratching."

She had let him get all the way against her, and he continued, this time moving her with him, to be closer to the wall.

"I know you remember, Veronica." He murmured into her ear.

Maybe once more wouldn't hurt.

"No, I think I need a refresher." She wrapped her arms around his neck, and allowed him to shove her against the wall.

"I think we both do."

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Leo caught them before it had gone any further than heavy petting and groping. He was pissed. That's why Logan Echolls was in one of the few holding cells of the Sheriff's department. He was 'drunk' and being 'publicly indecent'. Yeah, he was making out with a deputy's girlfriend, how illegal.

Veronica was in the interrogation room, because Leo couldn't think of anything she was doing at the time to throw her into lock-up. So he hinted to Lamb one of her past crimes. The Sheriff was more than happy to handcuff Veronica to a chair.

It would worry Logan, that this would turn her back into the girl who avoided him. But she winked as she was pulled away from him.

This had to be a good sign.

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