A/N: Long time, no update, right? My bad. Life has been…awkward? I guess that's the best word for it. I've been trying to get used to living on my own and balancing all the factors of life that go with it. Please bear with me.

OOOOOOOOOOOO

Scarlet hummed as she worked on her truck in the garage, dressed in her favorite jean shorts and low cut, black tank top. She glanced up when she heard someone enter the garage and rolled her eyes.

Logan.

Figures, she thought, looking back at the engine to her favorite truck. He's always around now that he's back…Her lips pursed. Just like old times.

She knew better than to lie to herself that she was glad that he was back, but she was guarded. He was a tall glass of sin and she wanted to drink it all up, but he had also hurt her in ways that she didn't want to be reminded of. But even as she stood there by her truck and watched him examine some tools for his own tune up, she couldn't stop her thoughts from wondering what it would be like to have his hot kisses again, his body pressed against hers, and…

Fuck! Scarlet thought, narrowing her eyes and mentally chewing herself out. That asshole decided to hurt you by running away after confessing his love to you, and you're standing here thinking about fucking him? What the hell is the matter with you?

Scarlet decided it was time for one of them to leave and since she wanted alone time with her truck, he was going to be the one that had to go.

"Hmm…" Scarlet muttered and she knew she had his attention instantly. "If you keep following me around, people are going to start thinking you're stalking me."

"Maria, I'm not stalking you and everyone knows that," Logan shot back. "They just know you're being a bitch because you don't want to have your feelings hurt again."

"Uh-huh, keep telling yourself that, bub. You're the one that's a dick for running off and doing God knows what for two fucking years." Scarlet waved her wrench. "You'd think that that would be cause enough for me to be a bitch to a person like you."

Logan moved closer to her and Scarlet glanced over at him with a frown on her face and a warning in her eyes. Which he ignored.

"You know that my feelings for you are unchanged," he growled gently.

"Oh boohoo. You're changing your story yet again. If I remember correctly you said you were going 'away, away from you' when you spoke to me two years ago. So, try again, asshole."

Logan put his hand on her hip and pulled her to him. "Maria, I had my reasons for trying to push you away…but I couldn't get you out of my head for those two years on the road. Nothing, nothing and no one interested me in the slightest. All I could think about was you and that sad look in your eyes I saw when I said those words." He reached out and touched her face, brushing back that stubborn strand of hair that had always fallen in her face. "I wanted to take them back. I wanted to come back and fall to my knees, beg for your forgiveness. Have you in my arms again…"

Scarlet stared at him, unblinking. "So do it."

"Do what?"

"Get on your knees and beg."

OOOOOOOOOO

Logan looked at her and slowly lowered himself onto his knees, a man of his word. He pressed his forehead against the flat of her stomach and wrapped his arms around her thighs, holding her to him.

"Maria…I'm sorry…I never, ever wanted to hurt you like you have been hurt over and over again by people not worthy of your time," he said, meaning every word. "You have become…and always have been…someone that I cared deeply about and I don't want to be without you…not for two years, not for two minutes…I want you, princess. I love you."

Scarlet said nothing but her heart was pounding a little faster at his words.

Logan could smell something stirring in her and he knew that it had been stirring in him since he'd laid eyes on her again. It was the same feeling that had been with the two of them since before he'd left.

He wanted her.

And…she wanted him.

Logan looked up at her as he pressed his hands against the girl's ass, feeling those firm muscles that she never had to work hard for. A simple look of needed permission, necessary consent and he received his answer.

Logan pulled down her jean shorts with her red lace hipsters and buried his face against her, tongue darting out to devour her. Scarlet moaned lowly as he devoured her, teasing and tormenting her into madness, sometimes spelling out her name, sometimes his. Logan felt her fingers in his hair, tugging and that made him hungrier.

He felt her go over high after high, listened to her sweet moans and her breathless curses. He wanted to replace his tongue with something that would bring her more pleasure. That would make her his, finally, after all these years.

Scarlet cried out softly as she released on his tongue and her legs quivered. "Fuck…"

Logan licked his lips and then looked up at her, his fingers squeezing those firm buttocks that he never wanted to let go of. But there was so much else he wanted to do with her. So much else that he should have done with her a long time ago.

"Maria," he whispered, straightening.

Scarlet put a hand in her hair, so much longer than it had been when he'd left. Her shorts fixed themselves back into place and she turned away from him, looking like she was fighting with herself.

"Fuck…" she muttered, tugging her at her hair. "I shouldn't…I can't believe I let you do that…"

"Maria," Logan repeated, climbing to his feet.

Scarlet shook her head and started out of the garage, muttering to herself. Logan followed after her, not ready to let her go. Not again.

He noticed that the world seemed to be frozen around them and no one seemed to notice them as they passed.

"I can't believe I let you touch me after you hurt me so much…" Scarlet muttered, shaking her head. "I can't understand why I'm not fighting you…or burying you in the ground…or anything…why the hell do I just want to be in your damn arms and kiss you over and over again…it's stupid…"

"It's love, Maria," Logan told her, following her up the stairs and down the hall.

Scarlet shook her head and rested her forehead against his bedroom door, her hand braced against the solid wood. "Love doesn't happen for me…then there's you…how could I want you so badly…every single night, you've been in my dreams and I can't shake you…I've wanted you so bad that…"

Logan reached out and gathered her in his arms, holding her close, his fingers tangling themselves in her hair. "I've wanted you so much, Maria…" he growled gently in her ear. "And I won't ever let you go this time…"

OOOOOOOOOOOO

Scarlet cried out his name as he sent her over the big edge hours later and he growled as he was came hard inside of her, his hips moving slowly. Scarlet's body was on fire with so many sensations and emotions as he pulled out of her body. She could feel her heart racing in her throat, her chest like a fluttering bird trying to break out of its cage. Her legs were weak and her nether regions tingled with electricity.

Logan gathered her in his arms and held her close to him as he settled on his bed, gently stroking her sweat coated skin. Scarlet shivered under the touch, but melted into it, finding herself enjoying it.

Aftercare…she remembered from conversations with people before.

Logan pulled a sheet over the two of them, breaking contact for just a moment, and Scarlet realized he was trying to keep it modest. For her. She rolled her eyes and then let out a sigh.

She lifted a hand into the air and flicked her wrist.

"About damn time I released everyone," she muttered, lowering her hand. "They're going to be so lost when they finally figure out four hours have past without them knowing it."

"Why'd you do it?" Logan asked.

"Privacy," Scarlet said, glancing at him. "I do it sometimes, but not for this long." She drummed her fingernails against his chest. "Chuck doesn't like it, but meh on him." Her nose wiggled. "I smell the blood on you."

"You scratched me up pretty good, darling," Logan commented with a gentle smirk. "You've got some claws."

"Duh. Like you forgot." Scarlet huffed. "You just haven't had me use them on you this way." She examined her nails in fascination. "Imagine what I could do for a back scratch…"

Logan chuckled and pressed a kiss to her temple and she smiled softly. Scarlet turned her scarlet gaze onto him and bit her bottom lip as she regained some strength back in her legs. In a flash, she was straddling him and stroking his girth into proud salute. Logan's hands found her hips and lifted her gently.

"You sure?" he asked, his voice husky and his eyes darkening.

Scarlet's eyes darkened and she sank down on him, letting out a gentle moan. Logan groaned softly as she started rocking her hips.

"I wish I knew where you figured out how to treat a man like this," he commented, watching her.

Scarlet's hips paused for a fraction of a second, but she moved with more force, distracting him easily. No, you really don't, honey…

OOOOOOOOO

A/N: I'm trying here. I'm not exactly where I want to be with my writing. But I'm getting there. I have projects that I need to catch up on that will get my name out in the world. And then there are the projects on this site that I need to catch up on. Please give me your patience as I no longer have a real schedule for when I publish/update stories anymore. Thank you and blessings to you all. -Scarlet