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A/N: Okay, so this story is in response to the requests for another GLO pairing I've been receiving. Things to know…Georgie only dated Dillon, they never married. Some of Georgie's past will be altered but explained as the story moves along. I don't want to give away plot lines by telling it right now. Logan arrived in PC like on the show. Got involved with Lulu and did make the sex bet with Maxie. However, he wasn't obsessed with Lulu like on GH. This story picks up just shortly after Coop learned about the bet.
The first chapter is kinda short but the next few will pick up in length and start to include more characters. This is also one of the lighter stories I've written so I hope I can pull it off. LOL. I hope my GLO supporters enjoy the new story! Reviews greatly appreciated! Happy reading!
Chapter One
Mumbling under his breath and walking aimlessly along the pier he berated himself for the mess his life currently resembled. He really needed to start thinking before just deciding he wanted something and going after it, consequences be damned. Self-induced fury had him itching to punch someone, anyone, but he was smart enough to stay out of the bars when he was so close to snapping. A night in jail would not help improve his dark mood. Kicking a stray beer bottle someone must have tossed he listened to it shatter against the wall of an abandoned building with a brief sense of satisfaction.
Maybe he should hop his ass on a plane and get the hell out of this freezing cold town. There really wasn't much left for him here. Lulu hated his guts, Maxie ran the other way if she even glimpsed him, but the worst was Coop's reaction. His best buddy hated him because of that freakin stupid sex bet that he admittedly should have known better than to make, let alone carry out.
Rounding a large pile of storage crates he came to an abrupt standstill. The young woman sitting in the dark with her eyes closed didn't belong in one of the most dangerous areas of Port Charles, at least not after dark and definitely not alone. He debated on approaching her. They weren't particularly close, really just passing acquaintances because they knew the same people. Hell, with how tight she was with her sister Georgie Jones would probably rather spit on him than look at him right now.
"Are you just going to stand there and stare? It's kinda unnerving."
The softly spoken words were barely audible but still reached his ears and ended his internal debate. He took a couple steps forward. "I figured a smart girl like you wouldn't risk bein' on the docks at night."
"Yeah, well, you really don't know me, Logan."
Shoving his hands in the pockets of his jeans he lifted an eyebrow at the slightly sarcastic tone. He also noticed she had yet to open her eyes. "How'd ya know anyone was standing back there? You got eyes in the back of your head like ma seemed to?"
Georgie blinked before tilting her head to meet his gaze. "I heard footsteps and you grumbling before you even rounded the corner. You weren't exactly being stealthy. And your southern drawl kinda gives you away, Logan. Not many grumbling cowboys wander around Port Charles."
Logan cringed. Her normally sweet, smooth voice betrayed no emotions or hinted at if she'd heard exactly what he'd been muttering. His eyes narrowed as he closed the rest of the distance between them and he got a good look at her. He dropped onto the bench beside her and shifted so he faced her. Georgie's face betrayed a sadness she was trying really hard to hide. "What's wrong, girl?"
The concern in his voice confused Georgie. They hardly spoke unless she was waiting on him at the diner. She licked her lips nervously and averted her eyes. All she wanted was to be alone, not to be answering questions. "Nothing, I'm great."
"Are you sure your Maxie's sister? Because you can't lie worth shit, girl."
She stiffened. "Do us both a favor and just take back off. I'm sure whoever's life you was about stomp all over is wondering where you are, Logan. I wouldn't want to be the reason you got sidetracked."
His head dropped and he sighed heavily. "I take it you heard."
"Kind of hard to miss. Lulu and Maxie screaming in the middle of dinner rush isn't exactly easy to ignore." Georgie berated herself when she felt herself softening at the misery clouding his pale blue eyes. He'd hurt her sister and his best friend, not to mention Lulu, but she couldn't help but see the self-loathing he seemed to be drowning in. Compassion bubbled past the disgust and she placed her small hand on his bicep. "Logan, you messed up but you weren't in it alone. My sister did her fair share to hurt Coop too. Give him time."
Logan started at the feeling of her soft hand making contact. Even through the cotton t-shirt he felt an electrical spark. He furrowed his brows at the unexpected sensation. "You're too sweet sometimes, doll. Coop's rightfully pissed. But enough about me. What brought you to the docks? It's nearly midnight."
Turning away from his accessing eyes that seemed to see way too much, Georgie closed her eyes again. She wasn't having this conversation with him. "Bye, Logan," she said dismissively.
"Georgie," he prompted. When she didn't acknowledge him, he sighed. "Haven't you noticed how stubborn I can be? Are you…"
"Georgie! There you are! I've been searching for you everywhere. Why didn't you wait at Kelly's like I told you to?"
The familiar voice immediately set Logan's teeth on edge at the exasperation clearly lacing the words addressed to Georgie. Surprised when she tensed and grabbed his hand, Logan looked over at her and saw the desperation in her huge brown eyes. It was obvious she'd been avoiding running into the jerk who'd tracked her down. Over her shoulder he watched the rich boy come to a stop at the sight of them on the bench together.
"What is he doing here?" Dillon demanded while glaring at the gruff blond currently holding Georgie's tiny hand.
"Um, Logan and I were just…"
"Don't bother, doll," Logan cut in with a wink. He was well aware of how Dillon Quartermaine had been dating Georgie and then cheated on her with Lulu before he'd moved to Port Charles. That she still tried to be friends with Lulu after the lies she'd told to make Georgie look bad spoke more about her forgiving nature than words ever could. Logan had also witnessed the rich boy following Georgie around since he'd moved back from California a couple weeks ago. While she seemed to only want a friendship, it was obvious Dillon expected more by the anger radiating off of him right now. Logan draped a muscular arm around her slender shoulders, pulling her closer to him and fighting back a grin when she inhaled sharply. "You don't gotta explain jack about us to him."
Doing her best not to let on how uncomfortable she was, Georgie peaked at him from under thick lashes and saw the cocky grin he flashed at Dillon. She hadn't meant to drag Logan into her attempt to rebuff Dillon's advances but from the anger in his voice it just might do the trick. She had no intention of trying again with him. He'd cheated on her with Sage and then again with Lulu. Georgie didn't think he understood the concept of being faithful. His constant following her was messing with her mind. She felt stalked. When she'd heard his voice panic had started to build. Confrontation always left her feeling horrible and without thinking she'd clutched Logan's hand for support. Now it looked like he was working a plan of his own to get Dillon to back off.
"You can't be serious!" Dillon scoffed. "He's nothing but a thug, Georgie. A low level criminal involved in the mob."
"Watch it," Logan growled at the insult. "And it's none of your damn business. You don't own Georgie."
"I wasn't talk to you, Hayes. Georgie, be reasonable. Let's just…"
Knowing she needed to stop him, she exhaled heavily. "Dillon, I already told you multiple times that I'm not going to date you again. Please just let this go."
His face contorted and he snorted in disbelief. "So you think this uneducated brute can make you happy?"
Insulted on Logan's behalf she felt her temper start to rise. Feeling the tension coiling in his muscles, Georgie unconsciously placed a hand on his thigh and squeezed gently to calm him, hoping he wouldn't beat Dillon up. Logan tended to settle disagreements with his fists. "I'd say Logan has a better chance of making me happy than you do," she tossed back. "Just leave me alone, Dillon. Me and you, it won't be happening again. It may have taken a couple different wake up calls but I finally opened my eyes. You aren't what I want and even if you were, you can't keep your pants zipped."
Eyes flaring with fury, Dillon sneered. "And you think this asshole's gonna put up with…"
Reading his intent to insult her, Logan caught his attention and glowered. "You better quit while you're ahead, rich boy." Releasing the now silent young woman, Logan slowly got to his feet and took satisfaction in the fact Dillon cowered, edging away. "Stay away from Georgie. I won't warn you again."
Relief and embarrassment flooded through her, causing her to bury her head in her hands as Dillon stomped off.
Logan silently observed the young woman that looked ready to crawl under the bench. She wasn't the boring, stuck up little princess that he'd imagined. From the first day Coop introduced them as she waited tables at Kelly's Logan had pegged her as too sweet. The sweetness was still present but there was something else floating in the depths of her dark brown eyes. It was that unknown emotion he couldn't quite name that had pulled at him when she stared up at him minutes ago. But one thing hadn't changed since they'd met. Georgie was still shy and still leery of him, and with good reason. The knowledge that she felt the undercurrent of emotions sparking between them wasn't lost on him. He could read it in her body language and her facial expressions.
"You okay, doll?"
Jumping up she bit her lip while putting distance between them. "I need to go. Thank you for getting rid of Dillon. I appreciate it."
His arm snaked out and he encircled her wrist to keep her from fleeing. He knew this wasn't a good idea, that he should let her go. But doing the smart thing wasn't in his nature. The sparks flying between them intrigued him. The pep talk from earlier about thinking before acting flew out the window. The air between them fairly crackled with tension. "Girl," he drawled slowly, "you don't gotta run off."
Breathing shallowly at the intensity in his rough voice, she slowly met his smoldering eyes. This attraction wasn't supposed to be here. Logan was everything she did her best to avoid. "Logan, it's late. I need to…"
Moving his free hand up and slipping his fingers through the silky strands of her honey brown hair, Logan cupped the back of her head. A low growl escaped when she unconsciously bit her lip again. Giving into the building desire Logan dipped his head and fused their mouths without warning, not giving her time to back away. Her small gasp of surprise provided the perfect opening and his tongue darted into the recess of her mouth, exploring and savoring her unique taste. His tongue brushed intimately with hers, coaxing Georgie to respond while he fisted one hand in her hair and his other arm wound around her waist, pulling her closer so that their bodies touched.
Damn she tastes good! He'd wondered from the minute he laid eyes on her tight little body. But she emitted an innocence that he had wanted no part of. Knowing exactly what he didn't want, Logan always avoided getting involved with the classic good girl types. Now after tasting her, he mentally kicked himself for almost letting her pass by.
Moaning deeply as pleasure collided with unexpected desire, Georgie angled her head, returning the sensual kiss, exploring Logan as he did her. Clinging to him as he continued the wickedly sensual assault she felt a warm tingling sensation start to spread. Only when the hand resting on her hip slipped up and under the long sleeved shirt she wore did Georgie shake free of his spell and jerk away. Stumbling backwards, she turned away from him and shakily ran a hand through her shoulder length hair. This wasn't happening! No way! She couldn't possibly be attracted to the man who had just under a few weeks ago slept with her sister.
Knowing if he approached now she'd run, Logan just stared at her back in shock. His mind was still trying to process what had just happened. Never in even his wildest dreams would he have suspected Georgie had that much passion hidden away, just waiting to be unlocked. "Georgie?"
"Don't, just don't, Logan." Turning to face him, she kept her gaze focused on the building behind him instead of meeting his searing gaze. "Whatever that was, it can't happen again."
"Whoa, hold up!" He tilted his head to the side and tried to catch her eye unsuccessfully. "Georgie, aren't you the least bit curious about the sudden attraction…"
"No," she adamantly responded. "This was a mistake, Logan."
"How can you be so positive about that, doll?" he demanded while slowly advancing. "You certainly didn't think so just a minute ago when you were moaning in my arms."
Her heart thudded hard against her ribs, making her frown while she edged backward. This version of Logan made her uneasy. The determination lighting his almost grey eyes left her feeling unsettled and strangely empty at the same time. "Logan," she whispered.
The fear he detected caused him to stop. Confusion he'd expected. Hell, he was confused by what was going on. "Hey, it's okay," he soothed softly. While he wouldn't walk away from what was slowly developing, he could take things slower than he normally did. Georgie was four years younger than him and probably caught off guard.
"I need to go." She skirted round the bench, careful to keep out of his reach. "Bye."
"Wait!" Moving so that he blocked the stairs to leave, he shook his head. "It's almost one in the morning, doll. Let me walk you to your car. You parked at Kelly's?"
"I walked to work earlier."
"And you were gonna walk home alone in the middle of the night?" He scowled when she nodded. "That's not safe. You wanna call Mac or Maxie to pick you up?"
"I'll be fine, Logan. Mac's out of town at some kind of convention and Maxie was planning on going to a club with Sam." Starting to relax since he wasn't pushing her, she smiled slightly at the way he looked at her in disbelief. "I've been getting myself home just fine for years now."
The surge of protectiveness didn't surprise him, not after the events just minutes before. "Whatever. I'll drive you. I don't care what ya say, it's not safe in this town after dark."
Hesitating to accept the offer, she bit her lip. The weird vibe may have decreased in intensity but it was still there.
Sensing her indecision Logan held up his hands and grinned crookedly. "Come on, doll. Don't make me worry about you walkin in the dark clear across town. I'd never forgive myself if something happened to you."
"Um, okay."
Logan relaxed. "I'm parked in the parking lot next to the Corinthos-Morgan warehouse. Come on." Waiting on her to lead the way, his eyes discretely roamed her figure. Georgie's good girl personality was definitely going to take some patience getting used to. Let alone the fact he knew she was uncomfortable with the fact that he'd been involved with Maxie. But from just the single kiss they'd shared he knew it would be worth the work. Georgie awakened something inside him that he hadn't felt since before he'd left for Iraq. No way was he gonna just let that go unexplored.