"Are you sure the arm sling is really necessary?" Camille asked with a slight smile and handed Logan an ice pack.
"You never know," Logan said wisely, carefully holding the ice pack to his head.
"Where did you get it anyway?"
"Medical online shop," Logan replied as if it were the most normal thing in the world. Camille shook her head and sat down next to him on the couch. "I'm sorry about today."
Logan nodded slowly. "But you were right. We wanted something to change and then I come back and just expect things to get back to normal. If anyone needs to apologize, it's me."
"Maybe we should forget about today and focus on other things . . . better things."
"And what exactly would that be?" Logan asked, unable to suppress a slight smile.
"Well . . ." Camille said slowly, moving closer to him, "I think we forgot something really important."
"Oh yeah?" Logan asked with a smile.
"Hmmm," Camille murmured in agreement. Slowly, he placed a hand on her cheek. "How could I forget?" Then he tilted his head slightly, their lips touched, he kissed her. And suddenly it was as if the last year had never happened. All events had disappeared from their heads and all that remained was this fantastic feeling of finally having arrived at their destination. They slowly broke their kiss, but their faces were still so close that they could feel each other's breath on their skin. Logan smirked slightly.
"Why are you smirking?" Camille asked curiously.
"I was just thinking that I can do this as often as I want from now on without feeling weird or guilty."
"Doing what?" she asked with a smile. His smirk turned into a grin. "This," he whispered, kissing her again, pulling her close. How could he have been so stupid? How could he have let her go? And why had it taken him so long to figure out what he really wanted, what he really needed? He felt her hands in the back of his neck as she kissed him back and pulled her onto his lap. There was no reason to be shy, not after all the things that had already happened between them. For a brief moment, Logan thought about the things that might possibly happen between them in the near future. Now he felt a little nervous. But those things were far away and the only thing that mattered now was the present. Once again, they broke their kiss and looked at each other for a few seconds. Camille smiled and ran her right hand through his newly styled hair. "I love this new haircut," she said softly. He waved off. "It's not a big deal. Before I left for tour, I said I want to change something, and I did. I got my hair cut - in fact we all got new hair styles for the tour, even James, can you believe that? - and started going to the gym with the guys. At first, they were quite puzzled when I wanted to go with them, because I've been known to be the guy who stayed inside and read a book. In any case, the guys helped me train and I think I can say that the effort was worth it."
"Obviously," Camille murmured, letting her eyes scan his body. "You look a lot hotter now. I mean, don't get me wrong, you were hot before, but more in a sweet and cute way. And now you're still cute, but in a hot way."
Logan raised his eyebrows. "Is that some kind of female logic I don't understand?"
"Shut up," Camille said with a laugh, kissing him again. But before their kiss could become anything more than just a simple lip contact, the door to Carlos and James's bedroom opened and Carlos came out . . . with a pony. "Oh, hey guys," he said, not caring that he was interrupting that happy moment shared by the newly reunited couple. Logan and Camille stared at him. Logan's first thought was that the apparition in the park, where he thought he had seen Carlos riding by on a pony, was probably not a hallucination caused by his and Camille's failed attempt to make the first move. "Carlos," he said slowly, not wanting to imagine what Mrs. Knight would have to say about all this, "what . . . is that?"
"Wildfire," Carlos said, apparently believing that was enough of an explanation.
"And why is he here?" Logan asked, trying to keep his tone calm. Carlos jumped into the brown pony's saddle and let it walk over to his friends. "We're hiding in my room, so Gustavo and Griffin don't have a chance to kill me."
Before Logan could ask another question, he felt Camille stand up. He turned to her with a questioning look. She smiled. "Well, the whole thing sounds like a band problem to me, so I should probably go."
"You're leaving?" Logan asked disappointed. She smiled, stroked his hair and kissed his cheek. "Don't worry, you'll see me again." She winked at him, waved at Carlos, and gave the pony a quick pat before she left the apartment. Logan watched her go with a smile. "She's so amazing."
"So, you guys are back together?"
"Yes," Logan said, enjoying the feeling that was caused by this simple word. "We're back together."