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LOADED QUESTION

He raised his eyebrow at her and smirked. Logan was thinking of a lot of different things at that moment, but not one of them would be a good way to answer her, well without getting slapped.

"Where's this coming from?" She crossed her arms becoming frustrated at his meager attempt to stall.

"What, can't answer a simple question?" 'Like that is a simple question.' He mimicked her expression.

"Apparently you can't answer a simple question either." she fell back in desperation sighing, then she pouted, "Ah asked ya first."

"What are ya, in the first grade?" she turned over and then snuggled herself under some covers muttering, "Whatevah." He didn't like to leave her like this, but definitely didn't trust himself, so he opted for leaving the room and taking his clothes off, going to sleep once again, alone on the couch.

In the morning he woke up startled by all of the noise Marie was creating. He looked up to see her dressed and hobbling around trying to clean up the mess that he forgot about last night.

"Don't worry about that, I can do it." she turned to him, her eyes nearly shooting daggers at him.

"Ah can take care of mah own house, thank ya." Logan got up and pulled his now dry jeans on while her back was turned to him, and made his way over to her.

"What's wrong darlin'?" she refused to look at him, or stop what she was doing. So he opted for laying a gentle hand upon hers. She whispered bitterly, "Nothin'. Everythin's just,just...peachy."

"Your still mad at me?" she pulled away from him, nearly falling backwards from her stance, but quickly recovered.

"Whay shouldn't Ah beh? Ya couldn't just answer meh." he held back his laughter at this mess he ended up getting into anyway. But he still couldn't help but noticed how good she seemed to look angry.

"Marie, it's a loaded question." she looked up at him expressionless.

"So then, that's a no?" she asked plainly. He sighed, "I didn't say that. But whether I say you are or you're not, I'm going to get smacked around by you." He told her smirking, wondering if that were such a bad idea. She smiled back.

"Well, it ain't lahke ya can't heal from it." But seeing as he wasn't going to answer her she turned and hobbled off into her room and shut the door. He scratched his head wondering how this all came to be and then finished what she was doing for her. When he was done he went to her door and knocked. There was no answer so he called her name.

"Leave meh alone." she called back bitterly.

"Marie, I'm sorry." she opened the door slightly after a moment.

"It's not ya fault. It's not lahke Ah got some great body, let alone red hair." she told him non-chalantly and then shut the door before he could get a word in edgewise. 'She really doesn't think her body is that great? Is she crazy? Wait a second did she just say red hair?' Logan burst into her room, nearly breaking the door down. She jumped, just as she was making her way to the bathroom.

"Red hair?" he growled. She couldn't help but stare at him like he was crazy.

"What in the sam hell are ya doin'? This is mah room and Ah enjoy havin' a door." She told him as she crossed her arms.

"Red hair?" he repeated, but still looked like a maniac. She couldn't help but chuckle.

"What, lahke Ah didn't know? Ah got ya memories sugah, or at least the ones ya have. How could Ah not know, 'sides anybody with have a brain could see the way ya looked at her everytime she was 'round ya."

"How was that?" he asked her sarcastically but he never expected her to actually answer him. She smirked wickedly.

"Lahke a dog in heat." she spat back at him. He groaned inwardly, but she did not realize how much that comment actually stung him until she made her way to the bathroom. Just before she closed the door she heard him quietly say to himself, "Anybody with half a brain would be more than attracted to you." She leaned against the door and smiled to herself.