Disc- Don't own any x-men except Rita.

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Rita gently opened her eyes and saw Logan's muscular body lying in the bed next to hers. If only you would learn how to sleep without being with me. I'm like your damn night light. Rita laughed silently as she thought to herself. Rita slowly moved her hand up her neck to the chain that held Logan's dog tag from the day she went into the coma. Wolverine, they said. Not like normal military dog tags, they just simply said Wolverine, nothing more nothing less.

Rita stood up and walked over to Logan, "wake up baby". Rita's voice echoed through his ears as his fluttered open. His smile still made her cheeks turn a deep red, even after being with him and seeing his smile for over a month and a half. Logan stood up, he had changed to sweat pants when she was sleeping Rita noticed, no shirt just pants the way Logan knew she liked it.

"Hi there darlin." Logan whispered his voice still full of sleep. In one, quick jump Logan was on Rita's side of Jean's bed and standing next to her. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed up her neck, gently at first then harder as the seconds passed.

"I was thinking Logan, maybe you might wanna play a card game?" Rita asked as Logan continued to kiss her slender neck.

"You know how I feel about games; they have no action in them." Logan said against her neck.

"But if we play 'strip poker'?" Rita asked; know all too well that Logan would do anything to plat that one game.

"Of course, let's go get the cards." Logan said, taking his head away from her neck and walking downstairs with her to the rec room, where piles of card decks had suddenly begun appear, now that Remy was living with them. The Cajun came from New Orleans and loved card games.

"You shuffle and deal and I'm gonna go get dressed some more, with this little amount of cloths I'll lose faster then anyone else. That's if, your any good at cards." Logan said walking back upstairs, as Rita heard the 'click' of his door opening. In a few minutes he came down with a white shirt, leather jacket, jeans, and his boots.

"Hey no fair! You have more clothes then me." Rita protested as Logan gave in and took his jacket and boots off and through them on the chair.

"There, now deal." Logan ordered and picked up his hand. After a few minutes Logan looked up from his hand with a sly grin on his face, that could only mean one thing, Logan was ready to win.

"Ace high." Rita said putting her miserable hand down for Logan to see.

"Pair o' 8's. Now take something off darlin." Logan said with his smile as a small laugh came from his throat. Rita sighed as she took off her spaghetti strapped shirt she wore to bed, revealing the black lace, strapless bra she was too tired to take off last night, which now seemed like a good idea to leave it on.

Logan's smile widened as he watched Rita take her shirt off and throw it at his face, which he caught in mid air. The bra that she left on showed the fullness of breasts, and the fact that it was low-cut made all the difference to Logan. "No fair teasing me so early in the game."

"All's fair in love and war, and this is certainly war." Rita grinned and she leaned over in front of Logan to pick up his cards, giving Logan just the look he wanted to see. Rita shuffled the deck again and dealt out the cards. This time, Rita was the one to grin over her hand and put her cards down for show, "straight, beat that wolf man." Rita grinned and laughed the way Logan did, mocking him of course.

"Don't laugh so soon, flush." Logan put his cards down as Rita's mouth dropped. "Shut your mouth before I shut it for you." Logan said as she shut her mouth. "Now off with the clothes girl."

Again Rita sighed as she thought of what she was going to take off. Rita took a slipper off and threw it at Logan, watching him again catching it. "Your gonna need to be faster then that if you want to hit me."

"Ok, but this time I'm going to win this hand." Rita claimed, picking up her new hand, she had pretty good cards, but were they good enough to beat Logan? "Full house." Rita put her cards down and looked over the Logan.

"Three aces, looks like you finally won one." Logan said with a frown, not being able to see Rita take off more clothing.

"Take off the cloths boy." Rita mocked as Logan shot her a stern look. She waited to see what would come off, most likely the shirt, but she was wrong. Logan stood up and unbuttoned his jeans, and then Rita heard the sound of metal against metal as his zipper came down. Rita scowled at the fact that Logan was doing the same thing she had done to him. Rita watched intently as the jeans fell the ground and Logan kicked them to Rita, his jeans hit Rita, she was more interested in the fact that Logan was down to his shirt and boxers.

"And you think I'm a tease." Rita exclaimed. She looked to see the teasing expression on Logan's face, but her gaze quickly fell to his boxers again. She could tell that ever sense her shirt had come off, Logan was hard. He sat down, snapping Rita out of her fantasy.

By the time another five hands went, Rita was down to just Logan's dog tag, and Logan's boxers. Rita wasn't very good at poker, but she could tell that Logan had made a lot of money off playing cards in his past sometime, before he came to institute or at the pool hall during Christmas.

Logan's erection was getting better by the second, just looking at his girlfriend's naked body. In the end, Rita lost by one card. She had ace high, Logan had a pair of aces. But Logan stopped caring about the game, and started caring about the sexual fun they were having. But having lost Rita began to take off the dog tags. "Stop" Logan said, as Rita let them go. He inched closer to her and wrapped his arms around her naked body, "I like you wearing my tags, and they look good on you. But then again everything you wear looks good."

"That's nice, but I'd rather be wearing you right now." Rita said with a seductive look to her.

"That can be arranged." Logan exclaimed as he lay Rita down on her back and kissed her, from her lips, down her neck, and ending right below her breasts. "So are we playing again?"

"Of course. Now this time lets roll to see who is dealer, then we can get dressed." Rita said as she picked up two dice. "Gonna blow on the dice for good luck?" Rita asked Logan.

"If anyone is gonna be blowing anything, it's gonna be you." Logan said with his trademark smirk.

"Ok, have it your way. But let's make this more interesting, write down one thing you want to do with me if you win on a piece of paper and fold it up, I'll do the same. Then the winner gets his or her wish granted, it can be anything you want, and the other person has to do what is written down." Rita told him the new rules and watched his face light up as he grabbed a pencil and paper. They already decided that Logan was the dealer, and Rita started to get dressed as Logan wrote down his wish in like 2 seconds. "That was fast." Rita said as she put her shirt back on, the last piece of clothing that had to be put on. Then grabbed her paper and pencil.

"Well I know just what I want." Logan told her as he folded up his paper and put it to the side; Rita finished writing and put her folded paper aside.

The game started, both had bad hands but Logan was determined to win, he wanted his wish granted. "Full house." Rita's voice rang out and brought Logan back from the wish he was thinking of.

"Funny, I got a full house too, dealer wins thought, take the clothes away." Logan said as he watched Rita put a hand inside her shirt and withdraw her bra, hitting him in the face with it.

"Come back to earth Logan, whatever your thinking of stop it and start thinking of the game." Rita said through laughing at the image of Logan taking a bra from his lap and looking over it.

"Cute, very cute." Logan said. Over the next hour things began to heat up as clothing was flying throughout the air. Logan was down jeans and boxers; Rita was down to her shirt and Logan's dog tag. Rita was learning fast, about the way Logan played. What his smiles and grins meant, usually that he was going to win, which he did. In the end Logan still had his jeans and boxers, but Rita had nothing except the dog tag that Logan didn't want her to take off even though she did lose. "So you get your wish granted." Rita said as she leaned over and picked up his paper, but the two words she read shocked her badly. Out of everything he could have wanted in the world, he used only two little words 'marry me'.

Rita looked from Logan to the words then back again. "Y...y…yes." Rita stuttered. "Of…of course."

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That night after Rita was asleep in Logan's bed on the first floor Logan slipped out of the room and into the red room. He picked up her paper and walked turned on a light, opening the paper and reading the words written there. 'What do you want? A boy or a girl?' just two simple questions. Logan picked up his pencil from the ground and wrote on the back of the paper.

Rita,

I don't care if we get a boy or a girl, just as long as the child has the same beauty that you have inside. I could care less about anything else. I just want to love you and the baby together. I love you more then anything.

Love,

Logan

Logan walked back to his room and put the paper under Rita's hand as she slept, knowing that she would find it when she awoke. Logan took his shirt off for the 3rd time that day and got in bed next to Rita. He wrapped his arm around Rita's stomach and gently pulled her back, so that her body lined up with his. "I love you." Was the last thing he whispered into her ear, before falling asleep.