"What do you want for your birthday? Another kiss is fine?" Logan asked joking, walking to the backyard holding hands.

"Grose! I want to have an island with my name" Mia answered without a sign of being kidding.

The two little kids topped with their mothers that stopped cooking to look at them that were being pretty affectionate. The women started laughing quietly. Both of them blushed and Logan hided their hands that were still holding behind his back. Carlos saw them later, and dedicated a mad face to Logan.

"Carlos, you know how to play hide-and-seek, right?" Logan asked changing the mood.

"I'm not you little boy. I wanted to help the mommas, I'm a man now. I don't play those childish games" Carlos answered.

Mia made a motion to keep their way to the backyard. Logan kept the hammock to let Mia sit properly. Logan helped her to swing it, although Mia wasn't so glad with the idea.

"Why are you being so sweet today?" She asked after laughing nervously.

"It's my present, honey" He answered seriously. "I know is not an island with your name, that's why you don't like it. I'll think about something else" He said making emphasis on the last words.

Mia felt bad for not recognizing his effort. She didn't speak again for a while. She just enjoyed the rest of the time together swinging in the hammocks when making fun of Carlos that assumed to be a man and his manners with the adults around him they could see from the kitchen window which gave to the huge backyard.

By the time Logan was leaving the Hodie's place after the Garcias at midnight, he kissed Mia's soft cheek. When going on the street until their house, his mother attempted to interrogate him. Mrs. Mitchell was walking by his side, laughing like a minute mouse when Logan was telling her what he has been doing all the afternoon. She listened to his cute voice with nostalgic eyes.

"Mom, there is one thing we did. But I can't tell you"

"Is it serious?" His mother turned tense.

"Not momma, I think not. But I already know what I can give her" He said to not worry her. "Will you pay for it?" Logan hold up the walking when he asked.

"Tell me what you have thought about"

"A teddy. But not any common teddy. The teddy needs to have the Mia's touch"

"Boy what is the Mia's touch?" She inquired.

"Mom, you know. It has to be of her favourite colour, and beautiful, just like her. Help me to find the one who fits perfectly with her"

Her mother nodded. She took his hand to cross to the front street of their house. Once they were inside, her mother installed herself in the kitchen to prepare the dinner and Logan decided to watch the football's match that was on the television, sitting on his father's lap at the couch.

"Mom? It hurts" Logan confessed passing through the kitchen door where his mother was cooking the meal.

"Have you injured yourself?"

"No momma. I feel like my heart has been beating faster than ever today. It hurts" Logan said reclined on a nearer chair."Is the first time I feel it. Mom, Imma die?

"Honey, no. Relax, does not hurt" She laughed.

"Although I feel like heaven" He kept on thinking in loud voice.

She noticed it. Her seven years old son was growing up. He was in love, and he hasn't recognized it.

So, this chapter was shorter but explains the whole thing around the teddy bear memory. I like Logan this way, he is cute. Imagine, a seven years old boy in love. He fighting his neighbor until he changes his mind and without noticing it he is treating her so sweet from nothing. Just imagine.

I am enjoying writing it. Don't care how many reviews I get this time. I will just keep on uploading because of fun.

Thanks Jessi for the first review and comments. You make me love you in so little time lady. You are rushmazing :)