Lilly's plans were going to be the death of me. My face hurt from all the glaring. Veronica had showed up today in the brand new clothes with an attitude to match. Good as she was hot when she was snarking, giving as good as she got. Smart, beautiful, witty, and so fucking quick on her feet. I had to keep shifting uncomfortably to keep the wood I'd been sporting since I'd first seen her a secret.
Lilly had advised me not to rearrange Dick's face after he'd pinched Veronica's ass. He'd get what's coming to him, she promised, but fuck, the guy had it coming.
I'd made it all the way through the first half of the day; lunch was just starting, Lilly had told me to watch for my opportunity. Dick was sure to slip up.
Her faith in me is astounding, since I'm not sure I'll be able to concentrate with all my blood stuck in my dick.
Sitting down beside Lilly, Veronica smiled gratefully as Lilly slid closer to her. I couldn't tear my eyes away from her, doing the intense stare that Lilly told me I did so well.
Dick sat on the other side of her; I clenched my teeth as he slid his hand onto her thigh. "So Mars. You been taking lessons from Lilly?" Dick smirked and I wanted to knock the smirk off his face, maybe knock out a few of his perfect white teeth.
"Nope. Logan actually." Veronica's words shocked me and my eyes snapped to her, I gave her a small smile as she smiled at me. I wanted to laugh when she casually knocked her drink into Dick's lap. "You're sitting in the wet spot. Learn to control yourself Dick." I matched her smirk when Dick let out a loud startled gasp. That'll teach him to go against Veronica Mars, the little minx.
"That's it, Mars you…" Dick trailed off as I slowly stood up.
"What Dick? You gonna confess how you drugged her the night of Shelly's party? A little confession is good for the soul." I now knew what Lilly had meant about watching for my opportunity. This was a golden one. I glanced at Veronica trying to show the apology in my eyes, this was definitely too public a place to be having this conversation. I saw understanding creep across her face, followed a moment later by a blush. The blush puzzled me; I'd have to wait until later to find out what that was about.
Her eyes flew to Dick's as did everyone's, we all watched as a dull flush crept up his neck, moving to his face, until he was practically glowing.
"C'mon Dick," Veronica emphasized the D making it sound like two separate words, "be a man!" Her voice was ice cold and harsh; I'd never heard Veronica sound like that. My cock got harder inside my pants; fuck she's hot when she's mad. "Or is that pretty much the only way you get chicks these days? Drugging them?" She arched an eyebrow but maintained her cool. Veronica Mars, guns blazing ladies and gentlemen, I bit back the moan as I watched her in action.
Dick spluttered a few times before backing slowly away. Typical Dick, run away when things get too tough to handle, instead of staying and facing the music. My resolve hardened. Dick would have to pay.
I watched Veronica's face, cold, calculating; so much of Lilly in her eyes at that moment, I shivered. She closed her eyes, and I could see it clearly now. Pain, she was embarrassed. I felt my inner white knight take control.
"C'mon Veronica. We need to talk." I held out my hand waiting for her to take it. She stood slowly, and without opening her eyes reached for my hand. I led her through the quad, taking her towards the parking lot and the safety of my Xterra.
I glanced back at Lilly, watching as she wrote frantically on her napkin, holding it up for me to see before discreetly tucking it back into her lap.
'Don't say a word.' Great advice Lilly, I'd just told Veronica we needed to talk; now I wasn't supposed to talk to her? That was so gonna work.
Veronica stumbled along behind me, barely able to keep up with my long strides. She tugged on my hand but I wasn't slowing down for anything. I just wanted to get her alone, comfort her, do something to take the pain off her face.
"Logan no. I don't. Just, no. I don't want to play nice with Dick. Just STOP!" Veronica yelled and tugged her hand away from mine. I turned back around to face her confused.
"What?" Why the hell was she stopping?
"I don't want to see Dick." Her voice sounded childish, I started smirking when she stomped her little foot. Fucking adorable.
"Mine? Or Dick in general?" I couldn't help but ask, starting to pull her again, through the parking lot, trying to make it to my Xterra. I glanced back at her and saw her gaze land on Dick across the parking lot, which made sense. Veronica had thought I was leading her towards Dick, no wonder she'd panicked.
I used her confused silence to open the backseat and push her inside. I had to keep her on her toes, keep her confused. Which would be why I kissed her without warning. I'm not even sure I thought about it. One second I was staring at her, the next our lips were melting against each other.
She hesitated for a moment; I'm sure she's going to push me away, kick me in the nuts and shove me off her. I slid my tongue across her lower lip, trying to gain access, swallowing her gasp when she opened her mouth and let me inside.
I kissed her the only way I knew how, hot, messy, hard, putting everything I am into the kiss, trying to show her what I felt. Her lips are amazing, soft, gentle, but she swallows my hard kisses down like she's dying of thirst.
I want more, more of her, without thinking I'm pressing her back inside the car, leaning over her, trying to deepen the kiss even more. I want to swallow her whole. She tastes so fucking sweet, like cherry lip-gloss.
"Logan," Veronica moans, clutching at my shoulders, grasping reflexively. I love the way she's touching me, like she's drowning and I'm the only thing keeping her afloat.
I move away from her mouth, wondering how far she'll let me go as I kiss down her neck, gentle sucking kisses that make her back arch, her head toss back. She's fucking beautiful.
I can feel her tense up against me and I know without really knowing why, but I know the cause. Veronica Mars is thinking, while I'm doing this. That's just wrong. "Stop thinking Veronica." I mumble into the skin of her bare stomach, hands sliding under her skirt to distract her.
She relaxes under my hands, her panties down around one ankle, and I'm pretty certain she doesn't even realise it yet. I push her skirt up and just stare for a moment, taking her in. Pink, sweet, soft flesh, and she's wet. So fucking wet. I feel my mouth water and I want to taste her, want to feel her coming on my tongue. I glance up at her face and see her slack jawed, passion dazed face, and I know I'm golden.
I flatten my tongue and drag it across her clit, smiling slightly as she gasps my name. She's tensing slightly, so I bring my hand up, softly brushing against her outer folds, trying to calm her, even as I swirl my tongue around her clit. I roll my eyes up to her face, taking in her tightly closed eyes. Time to take this one step further.
I slide one finger inside, fuck she's so wet, I can feel her clutching at my finger, trying to draw me in deeper. I suckle at her clit, feeling her tense and release at the suction of my mouth. She's close; I just want her to go, to ride it out.
She's thrusting her hips against my hand, arching up to my mouth, I smirk when she groans. She's trembling against me, muttering nonsense, trying to get there, but she's fighting it.
"Let go Veronica. C'mon, just ride it out…" I breathe out against her, before sucking harder on her clit, feeling her break under against me. I keep suckling at her, finger working hard to keep the orgasm going. I want more. I can hear her gasping for breath and I can't help but feel proud. So fucking proud that she's doing this with me, that she let me… that she let me take all of her.
Veronica's eyes meet mine for a second as I try to ease her gently down, slowing the movement of my hand. When she came she'd wrapped her fingers into my hair, riding my face, fuck she's hot, thrusting against my face, smearing her juices across my lips, tongue, my chin, until I'm dripping with them. Dripping with her.
Flushing brightly, I see the embarrassment take control, my finger still buried inside her, walls undulating against it, in the aftershocks of her orgasm. She closes her eyes and I can't help but be awed at how beautiful she is like this, but then, I remind myself, she's beautiful all the time.
I glance down and notice the state of her skirt. It was torn, one part in my hand the other trailing down the side of the seat. So fucking hot. She'd torn her skirt when she came thrusting so hard against my tight hold that her skirt was in pieces.
I glanced up at her face and smiled. Quite the predicament we were in now.
"Veronica…" My voice trailed off when she wouldn't meet my eyes. My eyes were drawn back to the torn skirt, watching as her slender fingers gathered the edges together, the fine tremble in her hands giving away just how upset she really is.
"Don't Logan. Just. Don't." Her voice whispered out as she struggled with the skirt. Veronica opened the door and checked to make sure the coast was clear. Like she didn't want to be seen getting out of my car. I shook my head slightly at myself, more like she didn't want to be seen getting out of my vehicle half naked.
"Veronica, I didn't mean for this to happen." I'm not sure what else to say, but I want to say something, something to make her stop. She's moving away, across the parking lot to her car. I stare after her, can't seem to help myself.
"Forget about it Logan." I can barely hear her she's mumbling so low. She's in her car and driving away before I can tear myself from my stupor, staring after her. I meet her eyes in the rear-view mirror.
Frustration, anger, disbelief, she'd just… left. After everything, she'd left and not looked back. Goddamn Veronica Mars for leading me on this god forsaken chase. There was no way I was ever going to hurdle her defences.
I felt my shoulders slump, and knew without looking in a mirror, that I looked totally defeated. Veronica Mars was getting the better of me.
I'm at the Kanes once again, sitting with my head on the coffee table, hands dangling limply at my sides. I'd made a mess of things once again, so much for playing passive aggressive. She probably thought I was some sex-starved fiend. Taking advantage of her like that, ripping her skirt, our first sexual experience together, and I couldn't even be a gentleman about it.
"Stop beating yourself up over it. We'll fix it." Duncan's voice came from my right. I rolled my head on the table to glare balefully at him, not bothering to speak. "Don't give me that look! Obviously she likes you, or the Sheriff would have been beating down your door by now." He smirked at me, not a look I was used to seeing on Duncan's face.
"What do you know? You're probably laughing your ass off now that she's never going to talk to me again." I turned my face back towards the table, not bothering to wait for his reaction.
"Look man, you were upfront. You told me you liked her, and since I can't be with her… it's just odd that you'd date both my sisters, if I didn't know better I'd think you had a crush on me." He laughed as my head whipped up off the table.
"That's not funny man." I said through clenched teeth.
Duncan had a thoughtful look on his face before grinning at me. "Nope, I'm pretty sure it is."
I stared at him for a moment before I felt my lip twitch. I let out a loud burst of laughter, and Duncan joined me. I could feel the wetness of tears rolling down my cheeks, gasping for breath as I tried to contain myself.
"That's it Duncan, I can't control myself anymore." I managed to gasp out between panting breaths. "I have to have you, I just haven't been able to say anything, your sisters…" I trailed off as we both burst into a fresh round of laughter.
"I knew it!" Duncan finally managed to get control of himself, wiping the tears away. "Don't you feel better now that you've admitted to it?" His voice was mock serious, and I had to think about it for a moment.
"Actually, I do. Thanks." I left the comment hanging in the air, watching his face fall as he tried to figure out how serious I was. "For making me laugh Kane. I was going crazy. I've seriously screwed everything." My face lost all traces of laughter; I could feel it slipping away like water down the drain.
"You haven't. Trust me, I know Veronica." He looked sad for a moment before it quickly disappeared behind a blinding smile. "What did Lilly tell you to do?" He posed it as a question, but I could see the eye-roll that accompanied it.
"She… well she said to play passive aggressive." I grinned as his eyes widened. "She told me to act more like you. You're the only one we know for sure Veronica's liked." I tried to explain, but he just shook his head.
"Obviously that's not working. Why don't you…" he paused for a moment, deep in thought, "Why don't you be you?" I stared incredulously at him for a moment, before he continued. "Look, I know it's radical, but I think it might actually work. Just… be yourself."
"Oh right. Because sweet innocent Veronica Mars is totally going to fall into my arms if I just act like myself." I rolled my eyes at him, putting my face into my hands.
"You'd be surprised Echolls." I briefly looked up at Duncan, totally surprised by the intensity in his gaze. "She's not what you think she is, just… give it time, you'll see." He shook his head at me for a moment, before turning to walk away. One last parting comment thrown over his shoulder, "She likes you man, you just have to let her see you instead of who you're pretending to be." With those last parting words, he left the room, leaving me to my thoughts and depression.
Duncan couldn't know what he was talking about… could he? I looked up as Lilly entered the room. Her feline smile making me more than a little nervous. "What?" I asked. I knew she'd been speaking to Veronica, I'd sent her to phone, to see how much damage I'd done that afternoon.
"You're good lover. Be prepared to get detention tomorrow afternoon. Also? The advice Duncan gave you? Not a bad idea. Behave like yourself, show her what you're made of." She flipped me an enigmatic smile before turning to glide out of the room.
"That's your sage advice! Lilly! What did she say! Lilly!" I hollered at her as she continued to walk away, down the long hallway and around the corner to her bedroom. Obviously Lilly had decided to play enigmatic today. God I hated that.
Lord save me from interfering Kanes.
I'd taken a detour home from the Kanes, stopping at Dog Beach to walk through the sand. Not always the best idea, since I'd known it was the PCH Bike Club's hang out. A lone white boy walking the beach, with the local gang breathing down my neck, smart move Echolls.
I watched Weevil approach warily, my shoes in my hand. This wasn't going to be good, whatever this was.
"Hey White Bread, out for a late night stroll?" He questioned genially enough. Weevil was always a hard one to read.
"Hey paco, I don't have a problem with you." I said it through clenched teeth, ready for a fight no matter what I said.
"That's where you're wrong." He stared me in the eye for a moment before his posture relaxed. "Let's take a walk." He waved to his boys behind him, as we started walking down the beach.
"So what is this Weevs? You hitting on me?" I snarked, trying to figure out what he was up to, nearly snarling as he refused to answer, continuing to walk down the beach. We'd travelled a fair distance, far enough that his boys wouldn't hear us while we talked. He stared at me for a minute before finally nodding his head.
"You and me, we have a common interest." He stated, before turning to look out over the water. I was thoroughly confused now.
"Common interest?" I couldn't help but ask, the damn spic had managed to pique my curiosity.
"Date rape is still an offence, even when it's a rich White Boy doing the offending." He spoke through clenched teeth. I still couldn't figure out why that would be a common interest.
"What's it to you?" I couldn't help but ask, nothing was making sense.
"Your girl almost got it, a common friend of ours managed to prevent something unacceptable, but… he's going to do it again. You know it, I know it, it's just a matter of figuring out how to stop it, that's the question." His voice had gotten low, menacing.
"You're… seeing Lilly." I spoke through clenched teeth, finally figuring it out, finally understanding his motivation.
"No. I'm screwing Lilly, we both know the score." Weevil's voice had gotten low and soft, slightly sad, not something I'd expected from the leader of the local biker gang. Not something I'd expected from Weevil ever.
"So what's the plan?" I was curious as to what he'd thought was the best idea. I didn't trust him, how could I?
"You'll know when the time's right. Just… follow her lead." He nodded once at me, like he thought I knew what he was talking about, and turned to go.
"That's it? Just follow her lead?" I couldn't help but ask; sometimes my life just didn't make sense.
"The Sheriff's daughter. She's not what you think, remember that, and things will go easier on you when everything goes to hell." He spoke over his shoulder before walking away.
Two people in one day to tell me Veronica wasn't what I thought she was. I couldn't ignore it, couldn't make sense of it. What was she hiding?