Chapter 7
Logan sat slumped in his chair, sulking about his wife. Hearing the door knob jingle, he looked up as the door opened. In stepped his wife, dressed in yellow dress trimmed with black lace that left little to the imagination.
"Ro," he said, getting to his feet slowly, not able to mask the surprise or lust he suddenly felt. Coming to his senses, Logan closed the distance between them and took her in his arms.
"Happy…" she began but started laughing when he forced her to turn before dipping her and covering her lips with his own. Coming up for air, he helped her to stand. He couldn't help but run his hand over her supple backside, kneading it a bit before resting his hand on her lower back.
"You look great. I don't think I can…," he began but stopped and took a deep sniff.
"You didn't," he said, taking another whiff, recognizing the scents of his friends and co-workers.
"I did. Happy Birthday, Logan," Ororo said, taking his hand and leading him down the hall where he was greeted with a loud "Happy Birthday".
Logan couldn't believe his eyes at all the people crowded in the room. Members from the X-Men, X-Force, and the Avengers were mixed in with the entire staff of the Roadhouse as well as people from the community and some of the regular customers.
He couldn't stop smiling, which was unusual for him. He felt totally out of character yet felt comfortable, especially surrounded by his friends and family.
I guess there is something to having your own special day, he thought, turning to his wife and thanking her with his eyes. Leaning into her, he whispered in her ear, making her blush.
"Go, greet your guests. They are here for you," she told him, giving him a gentle shove.
He nodded, releasing her hand and joined the partiers. Ororo turned and made her way over to Chantrell and Deiondria to discuss the next surprise. Around them, people were laughing and talking while eating the bite size treats prepared by the kitchen staff and drinking the house specialty.
Finishing her conversation with the women, Ororo walked over and joined Remy and Marie who sat at a table, watching the other guests.
"You done good, chere," Remy said, leaning over to give her a kiss on the cheek.
"Thanks Remy. It was a group effort," she said, taking a sip of her drink.
"Ah didn't know Logan knew so many people," Marie said, her eyes watching as Logan joked with Luke Cage and Tony Stark as Thor and Jessica Drew looked on.
"And that's not all of them. The others had previous engagements but I think we had a good turnout," she replied, smiling and waving at people as she caught their eye. As she looked toward Logan, their eyes met and he blew her a kiss. He was promptly teased by Wade Wilson and Peter Parker.
"Well, when we get to roast him, chere? I got some stories that's ready to be shared," Remy said, his red eyes twinkling mischievously.
"They will have to wait, Remy," she told him as she watched Logan make his way over to them, "Because its time for me to give him one of his gifts."
"Don't yall need to be alone for that chere," Remy said, making the ladies laugh and swat him.
"Careful Cajun. Looks like you're being doubled team," Logan said, before pulling up a chair next to Ororo and kissing her cheek.
"Good timing mon ami. Your assistance be needed," he said.
"I see. Hey Rogue, how ya doing?" Logan asked, looking over at his friend.
"Can't complain. Happy birthday, Logan," Marie said.
"Thanks Rogue. It's good to see ya. I've kinda missed ya," he said, drawing shocked looks his way.
"I tink de Wolverine been drinking too much of his own lem'ade," Remy replied, making his friends laugh, "Happy birthday, ole man. Having fun?"
"Yeah. It's good seeing and catching up with people. All thanks be to this beautiful woman. Thanks babe," he said, putting his arm around her shoulders and leaning in. He whispered, "And I can't wait to get you home so I can get you out this dress."
Smiling, Ororo whispered back, "Me either but that has to wait. Stay here. I be right back." Kissing him again, Ororo pulled away and excused herself, heading to the area where they setup the platform.
Taking the mic, Ororo turned and faced the crowd. Deiondria and Chantrell, coming from either side of the room, stealthily made their way near the stage.
"Good evening everyone and welcome to the Roadhouse. Are you guys having a great time?" she asked. The crowd responded with boisterous applause and loud whistles.
Smiling, she continued, "Great. That was the purpose for the evening - for us to gather together to have a great time celebrating the birthday of the man we all know and love, James Logan Howlett." She had to talk loud to heard over the thunderous applause.
"Love you, baby," she told him, blowing him a kiss, after the noise had died down.
"Right back at cha, babe," he yelled, triggering laughter around the room.
"Tonight is a night of surprises and it's time for the next one. Ladies, will you join me," she said, looking down at the smiling ladies. Taking their places, Ororo turned to look at her husband.
"Remember our conversation about doing something different?" she asked him, and he nodded. "I figured I would do something different." Turning to the crowd, she explained, "I'm not a singer but with help from Deiondria and Chantrell, I'm going to sing a song that expresses my love for Logan. I hope you enjoy."
Ororo nodded to Daniels who had materialized in the DJ booth and started the song.
The opening bars of Beyonce's Love on Top came through the speaker. Ororo and the ladies started swaying to the music, with Ororo started singing lead.
