*** Veronica's POV ***
Veronica pushes the bathroom door shut, but leaves it slightly ajar taking one last look at Logan. He's standing side-on to her, talking into the phone placing their order, absent-mindedly scratching his shoulder. The motion of which is causing his shirt to ride up, giving Veronica a nice view of his lean waist and the beginnings of toned abs. She hears words like eggs, pancakes and bacon float her way and she's not sure if it's the idea of food or the view that has her mouth watering.
She pushes the door closed all the way when she sees Logan hang up the phone and turn his head in her direction The last thing she wants is him catching her peeking. Veronica internally chastises herself for having such a weak moment of borderline voyeurism. Placing both hands on the counter, she leans against the fixture and draws in a few deep breaths, then lets them out slowing.
She had almost kissed Logan Echolls. More over, Logan Echolls had almost kissed her! As if that wasn't enough of a surprising development ... Veronica found that she was actually a little disappointed that they had been interrupted by Logan's growing stomach. Before she can stop herself she's imagining what might have happened ...
"What is wrong with me?" She asks her reflection, but she finds that with it's sexy tousled bed head and flushed cheeks her reflection must also be in on the betrayal.
Shaking her head as if to clear it, she turns on the tap letting the water run. She uses her hands to comb her hair before wetting them to flick cold water on her face in an attempt to cool down - maybe shock herself back into feelings and urges she's more familiar with.
Only, that same voice as before quietly screams that these feelings aren't exactly unfamiliar.
Yes, she loved Duncan. He was kind and a perfect boyfriend back then.
But ...
There was just something about Logan that Veronica had always been drawn too. She'd never admit it out loud and only ever admitted it to herself once, he was just so passionate and fearless, Veronica couldn't help but imagine that life with Logan would never be boring.
Yet, thoughts like that were only ever just that - thoughts. The flash of an idea, gone before it's even fully realized. Fleeting and something Veronica only thought possible if they were in an alternate reality.
With a smirk she realizes that life as she knows it, is an alternate reality nowadays.
Which makes anything possible.