"Scott, don't. Please?" Jean begged to her boyfriend. "He didn't mean anything. Logan's just... Logan. Besides, he's very taken with Rogue. He just doesn't know it yet."

Scott sighed and turned to wrap his arms around Jean's waist. His visor reflected on his red shirt and back pants, making him look sexy and attractive. Jean grinned. She had him right where she wanted him.

Grinding a little, he groaned and said, "Okay, Jeannie. But if he-"

Jean kissed him hard on the mouth and murmered to him," Thanks, honey. I can handle my self, though. You know it."

Okay, so we haven't had sex yet. Foreplay and other romantic stuff just everyday shows him I can handle myself, Jean thought. Though he also knows I'm not a virgin. I mean, I'm what, more than ten years older than him. He knows I'm experienced. He's sure not a virgin either, but I'm better.

This relationship'll work out, Scott thought. It has to.