So I know I said a few more chapters, but I don't want to drag this out. I hate it when it's all filler, not substance. So this is the conclusion to Roslyn & Victor's story. But don't fret, they'll pop up every now and then in the Logan Fanfic I'm doing. Be on the look out for it soon. Love you guys!
I leaned my face into his hand as he tucked some hair behind my ear. It was the moments like this, that helped negate all the terrible shit we did to each other.
"Come here baby."
I did. I laid my head down on his chest while he gently stroked my back.
"So where are we going for our honeymoon."
"Someplace far away."
"Hmm, warm or cold."
"Warm."
I liked the heat. I just wasn't too fond of humidity. He better not take me to a jungle.
"Do you think Logan will ever find his mate?"
He was silent for some time before saying,
"Anything's possible. I managed to find you."
I nodded. That he did.
"We better get upstairs, before they come looking and find us."
He just grinned.
"You may be comfortable with public nudity, but I, for one, am not."
"Prude."
I sat up in astonishment. I was not a prude! I just had sex on a cot in a 6 by 8 cell, in the middle of a school!
"I am not a prude, Mr. Creed. I just believe that some things should be sacred, kept secret for just one person."
He grinned.
"That's fine Mrs. Creed, but back at our house, I want to see my wife walk around naked."
I looked at him.
"I have never walked around naked in my life. Never been comfortable with it."
"Get comfortable, or I'll take all your clothes and burn them."
I sighed. This was not something I was going to win.
"Guess I'll try it out on our honeymoon."
"That's my girl."
Next he'll be talking me into sex while driving the car. I laughed at the thought.
"What?"
"Just a funny thought."
I got up and shrugged his flannel on. Too bad everything else was destroyed. I sighed. I seemed to lose more clothes around the man.
"I'm going to need to buy new underwear."
He laughed.
"That could be fun."
It was my turn to laugh. Taking Victor underwear shopping could be exciting. And probably disastrous.
"Hand me that blanket."
He did and I wrapped myself in it. I watched Victor get dressed and marveled in him. He was perfect.
"I want to go to college."
He stopped dressing for a moment, and looked at me. Then he snapped out of it and finished zipping himself up.
"Where?"
"I've got a full ride to Harvard, thanks to Hank. They don't even care that I don't have my bachelor's degree."
"Why's that?"
"They saw my work with Matt and were impressed."
He nodded.
"What do you think?"
"You want to go to college, okay. Let's go."
"Really!"
I was stoked beyond what I could describe. Victor was not only ok with me going to college, he would come with me.
I grinned at him.
"When you want to go?"
"Fall semester?"
He nodded.
"Couple of months away. Time to find a house down there."
"Thank you Victor."
He looked at me, and nodded his head.
"Think I would let my wife go off to a male dominated school?"
I laughed.
"I'm a mated feral, not to mention a married woman."
"It's not you that I don't trust, it's them."
"Look at this thing, who would hit on me?"
I held up my left hand, showing off the ring that would make Beyonce's look small.
He grinned.
"Maybe I'll even take a few classes."
I looked at him over my shoulder as we walked out of the room.
"Yeah, what would you study?"
He shrugged his massive shoulders at me. I smiled and he slipped his hand into mine. This was the start for us, the real start. I could feel it. Everything was going to change. We were going to change.