Chapter 1

Veronica took a deep breath and her hand twitched. She closed her eyes in frustration and clenched her hands into fists. She had meant for her finger to press on the doorbell, but she had chickened out.

She felt like she had swallowed cement. Her mouth was dry and her stomach was cramped with nerves. Veronica licked her lips anxiously and took another deep breath as she opened her eyes.

This time her hand got all the way to the doorbell.

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Logan was playing on his PS3 when the doorbell rang. His eyes flickered form the TV screen and back before he swore under his breath. It was probably Dick. The jerk off had supposed to be here half an hour ago. And since Logan wasn't known for his patience, he hadn't expected Dick to show up at all.

"It's open" he yelled out as he continued to play the game. He wouldn't waste hospitality on someone like Dick.

Logan didn't bother looking over when he heard the door open and close. It was only after Dick was uncharacteristically silent for a whole minute when he glanced away from his game again.

He nearly swallowed his tongue when he saw that it was Veronica, and not Dick, that had entered his suite. But it wasn't surprise that had his heart pounding.

She was beautiful.

But then again, she always was. Her hair was longer now, almost as long as it had been before Lily's murder. But she didn't wear it the same.

She had always been a picture of innocence in those days; the perfect girl for Duncan Kane. And even then, Logan had watched her when no one was looking. But now she looked like a goddess sent from the heavens to test men with impure thoughts. Either that, or she was sent from the devil to seduce him into hell.

He favoured the second theory. And from the way that her scent was already wafting over to him, he knew that his trip to hell would be by express.

"I'm surprised that you rang the doorbell" he said flippantly, not wanting her to see how she affected him. Veronica was way too good at getting under his skin and ripping his heart to shreds. "You still have your key don't you?" he asked as he laid his controller aside and turned the TV off.

Veronica shifted on her feet and put her hands into her pockets. Logan followed the movement with his eyes and burned. She had made her already snug jeans tighten across her thighs. And her fitted t-shirt had ridden up just enough to expose a small stretch of the soft skin on her stomach.

Logan couldn't help but remember how soft that skin was.

FLASHBACK

Veronica was lying on his bed as the light spilling from the doorway highlighted her features. Logan got lost in the dips and curves that were her body. He took in the look of her in her black underwear and knew that he had never seen anything more beautiful.

He quickly pulled his shirt up over his head and off, throwing it onto the floor next to her clothes. He knew that his striptease had nothing on hers, but he wasn't worried. From the way her breath had caught at seeing him half naked, she liked his just fine.

He tried to flash his arrogant grin at her, but couldn't quite manage it. All he could do was pull his pants off slowly, as he watched her to see any signs of panic. He didn't want go too fast for her. He wanted things to be perfect. That was why, when he joined her on the bed, he was still wearing his boxers.

He trailed his fingers up from her ankles to her knees, appreciating everything about her. Her skin was so milky white that he couldn't stop himself from tasting her. Veronica jumped a little when Logan's lips touched her knees.

"Logan" she said in a strangled cry that made Logan tighten everywhere. He went further up her body, but only brushed across her underwear before moving on to her stomach. He breathed over her and felt it when she shivered with excitement. Logan smoothed his hand over her belly with reverence and whispered her name as she moaned.

END OF FLASHBACK

"I'd have thought you would have had the hotel change the key by now" Veronica said, interrupting his memories before they could go too far.

Logan laughed harshly. He hadn't changed the key because he had continued to hope that she would come back to him; slipping back into his bed as quietly as she had left it.

"Why would I do that?" Logan snarked at her, wanting to make her feel some of the pain that he was. "Then I'd have to make Kendall a new one".

Veronica flinched form his words and Logan felt a sick satisfaction at the evidence that he could still affect her. It was the only consolation he had, when waking up without her next to him was like ripping his heart out every morning.

When it hurt too much to keep the fake grin on his face, Logan got up and walked over to the bar. He made himself a scotch and soda and turned back to her after taking a fortifying drink. He had even managed to paste that damned grin back onto his face.

"I have to tell you something" Veronica said nervously, getting Logan's attention. It wasn't every day that you could catch Veronica Mars looking nervous.

"Oooh, let me guess" Logan said in a falsely delighted tone. His face had lit up like a child about to play his favourite game. And if pissing Veronica off wasn't his favourite game he didn't know what was.

"It's been over a month since you ran out while I was sleeping" He narrowed his eyes and tapped his chin as though deep in thought. He turned back to pick up his drink as he finished the farce. "Aha!" he said as if having an epiphany. "You're pregnant"

He laughed at his own joke and looked back at Veronica to savour the annoyed look that was bound to be on her face. The only problem was that Veronica didn't look annoyed.

Logan's breath clogged in his throat as the realization sunk in. Veronica was…pregnant?