AN-Sorry for the long wait, but I stupidly started yet another Veronica Mars fic. And have been trying to write that one, my other one, and this one. I do not suggest trying three stories at once. Anyways here is the second half of the party. Let me know what you think. Oh and thanks to my beta, you rock.

Logan's POV

'Argh! If I have to hear Dick complain about how much he likes Mac, but can't be with her because of their differences, I'm going to kick his ass. Where is he-'

I couldn't believe my eyes… I had to rub them twice to make sure it wasn't a figment of my imagination. Dick was finally kissing Mac. His arms were around her waist and hers around his neck. I stepped back wanting to give them some much needed privacy.

I made my way around the room, and saw Casey and Beaver talking at a nearby couch, as I came closer to them I noticed Casey's busted lip.

"Dude, what the hell happened to you?" I ask joining them.

He points to his swollen lip, "This is what happens to you when Dick sees you kissing Mac."

"What? Why were you kissing Mac?" Beaver interrupts with a hint of disappointment in his voice.

'At least I'm not the only one out of the loop.'

"It was part of Lil's grand scheme." He shrugged his shoulders. "I was supposed to flirt with Mac to make Dick jealous, but I kinda went off the script, and kissed her." He smiles a bit. "I couldn't help it. Mac looks hot. You can't blame a guy for trying." Casey replies with a smirk.

"You are lucky that's all you got out of it. You know how Dick is." I tell him shaking my head at his stupidity.

'Where's Veronica? I haven't seen her in a while… Ah! There she is. Across the room standing off in the corner by the drinks, she looks so beautiful, I wish I could make all her troubles disappear even if just for a couple of moments. I hate seeing her like that.'

"Hey Logan, what's up with V? I mean she seems out of it." Beaver says following my eye sight. "Did you piss her off or something?"

'That's what happens when your whole life has been pulled out from right beneath your feet. She doesn't deserve any of this. Having to find out the guy who has raised you your whole life might not be your biological dad. Or the fact that you might have dated your brother. I still can't believe Jake had a thing with Lianne.'

"Nothing, she just had a disagreement with her mom today." I don't want to tell them what's going on. I know Veronica doesn't want them to know.

"That sucks." They both say.

"You have no idea." I turn and watch Ronnie a little more, half listening to what Beav and Case are saying.

After a few seconds, as if she knew she was being watched she looks up and locks eyes with me. Then she smiles that sly smile she only reserved for me. The one that reminds me of why I love her. She's it for me, she's my epic love.

Veronica's POV

'I swear if I end up a teenage mother my life's transformation into a soap opera would be complete. How could my m-Lianne do this? Why would she do this?...' Sigh. 'I know I should be thinking that way, but what else can I do?'

I take a sip from my cup and continue to feel something burning deep within me. I look around the room trying to see whose eyes are on me. When I look over towards the kitchen I see Dick and Mac in a heated session of PDA.

'I doubt they were the ones looking.'

I scan the room and that's when I see them. Those chocolate eyes, staring intently at me. Logan. My ocean blue eyes lock with his, everything and everyone around me is instantaneously forgotten.

I get lost in his beautiful eyes, in the way his face lights up when I look at him, and how a smile finds its way onto my face. And I fall even more in love with him than I already am.

In the middle of all this mess that is my life… he is my solace. He is the only thing that's keeping me sane right now. The person I know I can count on no matter what. Even as everything around me feels like a sham and I'm afraid of what is going to happen, he is the only thing I'm certain about.

I love him. I know I trust him. And I know without a doubt in my mind that I want him, all of him.

'I want him. All of him.'

Without another thought in my head, I do what my heart is screaming out. I stand up and head over towards him, a smile never leaving my face.

As I make my way towards him; our eyes are locked, never once leaving each other's face. I see in his eyes what I know is in mine… the want, the need, the trust, the desire, and above all… the love.

When I reach him, I don't have to say a single word. I simply grab his hand and pull him away from our friends, the party, everything heading upstairs to his room.

Once we reach his room, I walk him over to his bed, and make him sit while I shut and lock his door.

"Veronica, what's wrong? Do you want to talk?" Logan asks worried, since I still haven't said anything.

"Logan." I try to tell him what I'm feeling, but when I look and see his face so full of love and understanding I can't go on.

Instead, I lean over putting my lips on his; the kiss is full of desire, love, and urgency. I move over to straddle his lap and deepening the kiss all at the same time.

At first I can tell that Logan is taken by surprise by my initiative, but once I'm straddling him he eagerly joins in. He moves one of his hands to my back, and trails it up my spine tangling it into my hair. The other finds its home on my hips, holding me there.

I wrap my arms around his neck pulling him close, but my body is still telling me to bring him even closer. I move my hands and place them on his chest, pushing him to lie down on the bed. We fall down, never breaking the kiss. I slide my hands down his body, finding the hem of his shirt. I grab it and pull it over his head in one fast movement.

Logan sits up and reaches to take off my shirt, but right as he is about to take it off he looks into my eyes silently asking for permission. I smile and nod my head. He removes my shirt and just looks at me, his eyes full of more love than I ever thought possible.

I lean down and once again attach my lips to his, as we fall back on the bed again. Logan removes his lips from mine and a small whimper escapes my lips at the loss of contact, but it then turns into to moan when his lips find their way to my neck.

He continues his assault on my lips and flips us over so he's now on top of me. He moves further down my neck, then down my chest onto my stomach; leaving my skin on fire with every soft gentle kiss he places on me. As he reaches my bellybutton his hands go around me finding the clasp of my bra. And again Logan looks at me, making sure this is what I want; and I know without a shred of doubt that I'm ready. He is the one I want to be with. I prop myself up to help him with removing my bra.

Once it's off he just looks at me, looks at me with such desire, looks at me like I'm the most beautiful person in the world. And with him that's exactly how I feel, that's exactly how he sees me, and I'm even more ready than I was before.

Logan places a chaste kiss on my lips, then moves down my neck and stops at my chest. He kisses each of my breasts with light butterfly kisses before he takes my left nipple into his mouth, and every nerve in my body goes into overdrive.

As he works on chest I wrap my arms around him, pulling him as close as our bodies will allow. He moves over to my right breast and pays the same attention that he had to my other one. As he takes it into his mouth I move on of my hands to his pants, grabbing and unbuttoning them. When I do he pulls back and looks at me.

"Are you sure?" Logan asks, his voice coming out husky.

"I'm sure about you. I'm sure that I trust you. I'm sure that I want you. And I'm sure that I love you." I tell him

His face lights up even more, if that's possible when I tell him. He looks at me and barely above a whisper he says, "I love you too."

And those are the last words we say the rest of the night. We make love all night, slow gentle and everything I dreamt of; after we just fall asleep forgetting the rest of the world, just holding each other, creating a perfect world that's just our own.