Warm. It was so warm. Too damn warm move for Roselie to even think of moving from where ever she was. She assumed having her eyes shut; it was her own room under her own covers. She eventually shifted only and snuggled further under the warm comforters. She took in a deep breathe, it didn't smell like her sheets that clean fresh laundry scent but it smelled like something else more pleasant or rather someone.

'Logan?' She thought to herself finally opening her eyes again. She heard the water running from behind the door that probably led to his bathroom. She sat up abandoning the warmth for a bit and looking around, this was her first time inside his room. She'd seen it, standing by the doorway waiting patiently for him. But she'd never entered the room.

She felt a weird happiness to be here, sitting in his bed in his room in her PJs. She pulled up the covers and hugged them slightly breathing deeply again and sighing. It felt right in a strange way for her to be here. Suddenly the water was shut off and the sound of rustling fabric could be heard as well as bare feet hit the bathroom floor.

The door to the bathroom when opened to reveal an almost naked form of Logan. His towel hanging off his hips, his muscular upper body on display as his face and head were covered by a towel he was currently drying his hair off with. Roselie felt her heart nearly stop right then and there. She'd has swooned at the sight if he wasn't right there to see her do so.

Her face flared up cheeks burning red. She pulled the covers up covering her eyes and ducked back down under the comforter trying to hide her embarrassment and the now racing tempo of her heart. She laid still under there for a moment before peeking back out. "Why didn't you bring your clothes with you in the bathroom?" She asked in a high pitched little squeaky voice which was slightly muffled by the comforters, though in the back of her mind she didn't actually mind one bit.

"Because I thought you still be sleeping." He said absentmindedly, not really caring that she was in the room as he threw the towel he was using for his hair onto the floor. Waiting towards his dresser he pulled what he needed out, "If it bothers that much I'll go change in the bathroom." He chuckled as he returned to the bathroom, the towel on hanging off his hips slipping lower.

"No." Roselie said perhaps a bit quicker than she'd wanted or expected herself. "I mean, it doesn't bother me, whatever." She said coolly and shrugged like it was no big deal at all though her heart was still beating hard and faster than usual. "I don't care…" She glancing in the opposite direction eyeing the wall distracting herself from the fact that a full grown man she was very much attracted to was changing right in front of her.

"I think you'd enjoy that too much if I did." He smirked as he could her erratic heart rate and breathing. Logan chuckled to himself before shaking his head and returning to the bathroom and shut the door behind him. Roselie's red face only flared up further losing her composure now. "Like hell I would! Who the like would want to see you like that!?" She called at the door and slumped back down onto his bed and huffed.

She would of course, she knew she would and he knew she would. "God, you're such a jerk sometimes…." She whispered folding her arms over her chest. After showing her that much she may as well get to see the whole thing right? 'Damn I wanna see…' She thought blushing still though she now focused on calming herself down so he couldn't tease her again.

Returning moment's later, Logan wore only a pair of boxers and a muscle shirt. Throwing the towel that hung around his waist with the other one on the floor, Logan came to the side of the where Roslie had turned to, "If your not going to leave, then you can move over." He said in a gruff voice, the bags under his eyes evidence of his tired state.

"Eh?" Roselie looked up from under her little spot under the cover. "Oh…okay…" She said scooting over quickly. She sat quietly waiting until he was settled. "You didn't stay up all night because of me did you…?" She asked feeling bad seeing as how she'd stole his bed from him. "You look tired…"

"I am tired." He said as he sat on the edge of the bed before slipping under the covers, facing away from her. "If your going to stay just be quiet." He soft in a gruff voice once more before closing his eyes. Rose merely nodded feeling bad that she'd made him so tired. She was going to apologize but remained silent for him like he'd told her too.

She scooted a bit closer to him as she sat an Indian position. She reached out wished to touch him, she like feeling connected with him, like she could understand him a bit better, if only a little but he was tired she wouldn't disturb him so she withdrew hand lay on her back listening softening her breathing hoping to his hear his breathing.

After awhile, Roselie started to shift to back until the under the covers, her being so deep in thought that Logan had to turn over and slung an arm over her restless form, "Just relax." He growled low in his throat as he looked at her through heavy eyes. Roselie not paying attention nearly jumped as Logan's arm landed on her.

She held in a gasp before letting out a deep breathe. She glanced at him, with his exhausted tired eyes and she nodded relaxing her body more and shifting around less. Of course it was easier for him to say, than for her to do. She titled her head slightly watching as he closes his eyes again.

Softly, and unsure she gently placed her hand on the arm around her and just stroke and traced the skin ever so lightly, and getting no objection from him she traveled to his shoulder and neck hoping this would help get him to sleep somehow. She shut her eyes taking another deep breathe.

She wanted to kiss him so desperately as he laid there. Perhaps her only chance to get anyway with it. She pressed her head ever so softly against his and simply pressed her lips to his cheek before laying her head back down. "Sleep well." She said wishing she'd said 'I love you' instead. He groaned and nodded before closing his eyes, his arm tightening it's grab around her frame, so her body was pressed to his. His head buried into the crook of her neck as he kissed the skin there lightly, "Night."

Roselie's heart jumped a tiny bit as she felt herself pressed closer against Logan's solid form. She sighed and closed her eyes relaxing as his lips brushing against her skin. She laid there running a hand slowly lazily down and across his back. She wished she could stay like this forever, simply rest in this single moment in time, and that this feeling would never fade away from her.