Title Godivas and Bubbles

Author: Ashnan Etana

Summary: Chapter 2 Added now. Marie finds out some things that she didn't want to know.

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Notes: I had to delete this then re-upload it as I could not get chapter 2 to add to it.

Logan was lighting the last few candles when he heard the knock on the door. His head jerked up and he sniffed the air.

Damn, it's Marie.

Logan had planned to bring her to his room once everything was ready, but , like always, she was one step ahead of him.

Logan had secretly looked through a stack of women's magazines that he'd seen in the room Marie shared with Jubilee and Kitty. He'd been looking for some insight on how to woo Marie.

One of the magazines had stated that men never thought of a woman's needs above his own. That men only gave if they expected something in return. Some women had written about what they'd like their boyfriends to do for them. Logan had torn the page out and set about to surprise Marie with his thoughtfulness.

Logan quickly scanned the room to make sure nothing was left out of his plan. He heard the door to the room open just before he heard her call his name.

"Logan, can Ah come in?"

"Uh-yeah, sure-I mean...," he stammered as he moved into the bedroom, closing the bathroom door behind him. "I wasn't expecting you." And he wasn't. He had planned to go get her and take her to his room once everything was in place.

"Ah was wonderin' if ya wanted ta go for a movie. If we leave now, we can get back before curfew." Marie cocked her head to the side a little and sniffed. "Do you smell lilacs?"

"Uh...here. Just..." Logan hated this part of his feelings for Marie, yet he loved it also. With Marie, and only Marie, he felt unsure and clumsy; he felt like some damn teenager with his first crush.

Logan opened the bathroom door and, a little red-cheeked and embarrassed, he growled out a command to Marie to follow him.

Marie stood in the doorway to the bathroom, jaw gaping in shock. There was steam rising above the bubbles that obscured the tub. Candles sat burning on every surface. A box of Godiva chocolates – her favorite – balanced on the side of the tube. It was so beautiful.

"Here," Logan mumbled as he pulled Marie further into the room. "You stay here and take – uh – bath." He blushed lightly. "I'm gonna hit the gym." He mumbled something else, but Marie couldn't make it out.

Logan was almost out of the bathroom when he stopped and grabbed a book off the towel shelf. Logan practically shoved the book into Marie's hands before he exited the bathroom, the bedroom and headed toward the gym.

Marie shook her head slightly, trying to clear her thoughts. She gazed down at the book held in her hands. It was a bodice-buster; one of those with a scantily clad woman and a Viking warrior on the cover. Marie shrugged her shoulders, grinned and began to undress.

"So, what do you think?" Rogue was lounging in her room, seeking advice from her two best friends.

"Wolvie never came back?" Jubilee asked.

"No. He seemed embarrassed. You know how he is. It was wonderful. Ah think he's finally starting ta realize that Ah'm not a kid anymore."

"Oh, it's so romantic!" Kitty sighed dramatically as she fell backward onto her bed.

"Well, Jubes?" Rogue was getting impatient. "What should Ah do? Do you think he was tryin' ta just be nice or was it a romantic gesture?"

"He's gay." Jubilee made this pronouncement as if it were obvious to anyone.

That got Rogue's attention. "Excuse me?"

"He's gay. I'm sorry, but he is."

"He most certainly is not!"

"I think Rogue would know if he was." Kitty found the conversation worth every ounce of her attention. "She's his best friend."

"That's why she can't see it. That and the fact that she's in love with him."

"Bu-"Rogue was getting a little peeved now.

"Rogue, listen. Let's just review a little and we'll see where it leads." Jubilee gently rested her hand on Rogue's gloved arm.

"Wolvie gets cranky whenever you're with Gambit, but has never so much as made a pass at YOU all the times you've been alone together in his room – behind closed doors – watching hockey."

"He thinks Ah'm too young for him!"

"Yeah, but he gives hints to everyone else that he's interested in you." Jubilee held up her hand to stop Rogue from saying anything. "The only other woman he's ever looked at is Jean, who is in love with Scott. Do you see where I'm headed with this?"

"He only flirts with women he can never be with!" Kitty gasped.

"You went to his room, UNPLANNED, and he had that romantic bath prepared, and a romance novel on hand!"

"He didn't know Ah was plannin' ta go invite him out." Rogue's shoulders sagged a bit in defeat.

"And while you were enjoying a steamy, romantic bubble bath, NUDE, he was working out in the gym."

Jubilee and Kitty gave Rogue pitying stares. "Oh gawd, he's gay!" Rogue sobbed quietly. "What do Ah do?"

Jubilee took Rogue's gloved hand in her own, trying to comfort her. "I've seen this on Springer a hundred times. All you can do is tell him you understand and offer him your support. That is, if you want to save your friendship.

The next morning, Marie hesitantly entered the kitchen. Logan was sitting with Ororo and Scott. Scott was telling what he seemed to think was a highly amusing tale. Ororo was listening with an amused smile. Logan gave the occasional grunt as he shoveled food into his mouth.

Marie had debated waiting to talk to Logan until they were alone, but decided she just couldn't. Not without breaking down. She was trying to be supportive; her own desires left behind.

Marie sat in the chair beside Logan. "Logan, Ah need ta talk ta ya, Sugah." She was shaking slightly, but it wasn't noticeable to anyone but her.

Logan put his fork down and turned to face her. He'd been nervous about this morning as well. He'd hoped that she'd been pleased by his surprise, but with women, you just never knew how the were going to take something. He didn't like the quake in here voice. "Let's go talk in the Rec Room."

"No!" Marie grabbed his arm tightly. She took a deep breath then smiled sweetly. "Ah just want ta talk for a sec is all. Jus' listen. Ah don' want ya ta say anythin'. Jus' think about what Ah say."

Logan furrowed his brow, clenched his jaw and nodded his head.

Damn, this is not going to be good.

"Logan." Marie swallowed audibly before continuing. "Ah love ya, Sugah. You're mah best friend. Nothin's ever gonna change that. Ah've noticed how unhappy ya are when Remy and Ah are together. He's just a friend. He don't mean nothin' ta me next ta you. Since Ah can't stand seein' ya in pain, Ah'm not gonna see him again."

A smile broke out across Logan's face. The man was practically grinning ear to ear. And Logan never grinned like that.

Marie felt a little wounded. It was hard saying this to Logan. A love like hers doesn't just go away overnight. She knew what unrequited love felt like and she couldn't stand by and watch Logan suffer the way she had.

"Darlin', don't get your hopes up. Remy may seem like a harmless flirt, but that man KNOWS women. He's a real Ladies man." Marie watched as Logan's eyes narrowed.

"Ah'm your best friend. Ah just wanted ya ta know ya can count on me. Ah don't feel any different about ya now that Ah know. But Logan, don't make yourself miserable thinkin' about Remy. When Remy has a woman alone, let's just say, there's no doubt about which team he's playin' for! Ah love ya, Logan."

Rogue pressed a kiss against Logan's face, where his sideburns prevented her skin from contact with his. She took a deep breath and fled from the room.

Logan looked at Ororo with a perplexed frown. "Did she just break it off with Gumbo or me?"

Scott threw back his head and howled with laughter. He pounded his fist against the table and held his side with the other arm. Tears coursing down his cheeks, Scott choked out, "She thinks you're gay!!" then went off into another fit of laughter.

"M-A-R-I-E!!" Logan's roar could be heard throughout the school.