Disclaimer: I don't own Veronica Mars, obviously, but it would be fun if I did.
He hadn't wanted to leave the room. That agent-was it ATF? He was trouble. He could feel it in his bones. And poor Veronica…she'd looked so helpless and vulnerable in his clutches that Logan's fists clenched just thinking about it. He heard the door opening from behind him, and as he glanced up their gazes caught and held.
"Are you Ok?" He asked, barely able to check his concern. No matter how hard he tried he couldn't erase the look of fear that had flitted across her features, from his mind.
"Mmmhmm." She murmured, smiling tightly up at him. Then she stood on her tiptoes, standing closer to him than she'd ever been, and ever so lightly brushed her lips against his. What? Taking a step back, she blinked, shaking her head at her stupidity, as she walked away from him. And almost without thinking he reached out and pulled her into his arms, leaning down and molding his lips against hers. His mind was blank as he explored the un-chartered territory before him. Veronica. Although he had dated many since Lilly's death, none of them had even remotely come close to filling the cavernous void that he'd carried around inside him since that fateful day. But now, as his lips were eagerly moving against Veronica's, the world ceased to exist. And he wasn't alone anymore. She pulled away first, staring up at him in shock, and by the look on her face he knew she'd felt it too. His hold on her had slackened, but the light reminder of their interlude remained, and at the realization in her eyes he dropped his arms, his pain at the loss of contact, hitting deep. As she ran down to her car, his eyes remained riveted on her, the shock on his mirroring her own.
A/N: I miss them together! And this is a nice cute little first kiss story. I'm going to do Veronica's interpretation too, never fear. I hope you liked it.