Logan smiled as his beautiful wife slid into the seat beside him in the breakfast nook.
"Good morning," she said, settling beside him in the booth. He kissed her cheek and wrapped his arm around her uncovered blue waist.
"Belly shirt?"
"It's summer," she smirked. "Soon the short skirts come out."
"Can't wait," he smirked, returning his attention to the paper he was reading. When he'd finished with the sports section, he turned the page and barely skimmed over the entertainment section.
"What the hell is a 'Brangelina'?" he asked in confusion.
"How can you not know who Brangelina is?" Jubilee asked incredulously as she walked in with Tabitha trailing behind her.
"Yeah… They're only the most famous couple in celebrity history," Tabitha snorted, honing in on the donuts.
"You really are clueless, husband," Raven said, giving Logan an amused look.
Logan rolled his eyes. "I'm going to be sorry I asked, aren't I?"
"Okay," Jubilee said, sliding into the booth across from him and Raven. "Brangelina is Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie's celebrity couple name. Me and Bobby, we're Jubby or Bobbilee. I prefer Jubby. Top billing."
Tabitha grinned as she leaned against the counter. "And me and Sam are—"
"Tam," Jubilee chimed in.
"I think I like Cannonboom better," the blonde grinned.
"You would," Logan snorted.
"So you and I are Ragan?" Raven smirked. "We sound Irish.
"Oh no," Logan said, shaking his head. "I won't be pulled into this. We're Logan and Raven."
"Loven!" Jubilee and Tabitha piped up at the same time.
"That's great," Tabitha snorted. "The mercenary and the wolverine have a mushy name like 'loven'."
"Well…" Logan started, pressing a tender kiss to his wife's neck. "I do love her. I love her a lot."
"Oh James," she grinned. "Your badass reputation is so out the window."