Alright, chapter 2… this time it's a bit of Logan/Veronica fluff and the song's American Baby by Dave Matthews Band…
Logan drew his fingers up and down Veronica's arm. Her skin was so soft. He couldn't help it. She rolled over in her sleep and pushed herself further into his arms. He kissed her bare shoulder and closed his eyes to fall back asleep.
Veronica's eyes cracked open. She loved catching Logan being cute and gentle. It was rare but getting less and less and she loved it. She looked up at his face, peaceful as he slipped towards sleep. She waited until his breathing became even before reaching up to lightly trace his features. He was so innocent looking in sleep, probably like every other person. But, as she stroked his cheek, his lips drew up into a devilish smirk that was purely Logan. Even in sleep he was plotting his next prank.
She didn't even notice his hands sliding around her waist until he rolled her over and he was on top of her.
"For a detective, you're not so observant…" His trademark smirk was in full force.
"Well, I usually don't sleep with my suspects," she fired back.
His lips slanted across her mouth. "Good."
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She leaned against the island, eating a bowl of Honey Nut Cheerios when Keith came in. "Welcome home, Dad. How was Vegas? Did you get a hooker? Win millions? Will we finally be able to get that pony we've been talking about since my fifth birthday?"
He wagged his finger at her. "Ah ah ah, dear daughter. What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas…"
She wrinkled her nose in mock disgust. "Thank god for that. Pictures and microchip on the table…"
"Ah dutiful daughter, so good, so true…" he said in a mock Japanese accent and scooped them up.
She held her breath as he flipped through. "So?"
He smiled. "This may be just enough to make a break in the case but I'll have to send them over to my contact in the FBI to make sure. Can't say I'm too happy about the entire department about to see my daughter in a nurse's uniform but I guess that can't be helped…" He sighed. "Good job honey." He stood and slid the pictures into an envelope and kissed her temple. Then he turned to Logan. "And thanks for looking out for my little girl…"
Logan saluted him with his spoon. "No problem."
"Well, I'm going to go drop these at the courier then I'll be at the office if Alicia calls." He grabbed his briefcase and jacket and kissed Veronica goodbye before leaving the apartment. He paused just outside the door to see Veronica slide sideways to bump into Logan. She said something and Logan laughed, looking down at her with a tender smile. Keith sighed again. At least the boy had good intentions. And at least Veronica's got a good head on her shoulders, a small voice added. She won't do anything she doesn't want to… just like her old man…He smiled and continued on his way.
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Inside, Veronica watched him watching out of the corner of her eye. Oh, Dad… She leaned her head against Logan's shoulder. "So sneaky, so smart my dad thinks of himself…" She flickered her eyes towards the door.
He laughed. "Yeah, at least he really cares about you…" he replied, looking down at her.
She smiled. "Well, yeah, there's that…"
He glanced out the door and seeing that Keith was gone, he put down his bowl. Taking her bowl from her, slipped his arms around her. "Now that we're alone again…"
"Oh Mr. Echolls, you aren't planning on taking advantage of little old me, are you?"
He grinned. "Well, little you may be but I like my girls young… ish…"
"May I remind you of a woman called Kend-" She was cut off as he leaned down and covered her mouth with his.
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Veronica snuggled deeper into Logan. "Whew… maybe you should think about going pro in that…"
He wrapped an arm around her, rubbing it up and down her arm. "What, and miss out on all the fun in the amateurs?"
"Ouch..." She kissed his shoulder then punched him lightly. "Well, you get five more minutes of snuggling then you have to get up and get dressed because my dad's probably coming back sooner rather than later and he has a gun so if he finds you here, on top of his daughter, he's probably not going to be so happy…"
He smiled. "Well, in all fairness I'm not on top of you right now." He rolled them over. "Now, he would be in the right for shooting me."
"Logan!" she shrieked. "Get off!"
He grinned at her wickedly. "Oh I plan to…"
She punched him again. "Seriously!"
He rolled off. "Alright, alright. We'll do the cuddling thing." He stroked her cheek. "Good enough?"
She snuggled into him. "Yeah…"
They didn't say anything for awhile, just revelled in being together. Logan absentmindedly stroked her arm while smiling dreamily up at the ceiling.
"Whatcha thinkin' about?" she asked in her most annoying and nasal voice.
His smile widened. "Well, I do believe that there are now three cracks in your ceiling. Last time I was in here, on my back, I only counted two... you should really think about getting someone to come look at that. One day, the sky could just fall on your pretty little head, Chicken Little..."
She rolled her eyes and rapped her knuckles lightly against his head. "Yup, I was right... nothing but air."
"Oh yeah?" He reached down and tickled her until she squirmed and kicked, rolling them over so she was pinned underneath him. He stared down at her for a moment before finally speaking, "I love you, you know that right?"
She grinned up at him. "You're not going to confess something really bad right now, are you?"
"Always a joke with you, eh Mars? You can never take me seriously..."
"What can I say? You're always with the slick words..."
He smiled, a real smile this time. "Yeah, but it doesn't make it any less true."
She smiled softly back. "I know."
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Alright, so that's it. A bit short but ah well… I don't really know where I'm going with it but there you go… enjoy…
