Meanwhile, while Katie had been off on her Scott-venture, Nicole had gone to their room, to spend some very much-needed alone time with herself. Nicole had just settled comfortably on her bed for a bit of doodling in her sketchbook when someone knocked on the door. Groaning, she rolled from her bed and shuffled to the door. The knocking persisted impatiently. Standing in the doorway, Nicole pulled the door open with her mind, and who was it leaning on her doorframe but Logan, smirking as always. Great, what did the bastard want now? A nice, long make out session? Well, he had another thing coming. Nicole made an aggravated noise somewhere between a sigh and a groan. "What, do you want?" she snapped, giving him the best glare that she could muster.
Logan, rather thankfully for all involved, had the good taste not to say "you". Rather, he held up the school-selected romance novel teasingly (as in, a bit higher than her head). "You left this at dinner." he commented, flicking through the book. "Rather interesting choice for outside reading, isn't it?"
Nicole's face slowly turned the color of an over ripe cherry then quickly drained of all color. "Give that back!" she gasped, moving to snatch it, but Logan only held it up higher above her. She attempted to jump for it, but that landed her too close to him for her comfort, she jumped back and out of arm's reach, heart bounding unnecessarily hard and loud.
He laughed at her efforts, and only tightened his grip when she attempted to mentally wrest it from his hand. He chuckled once more and seemed to relax even more into the doorframe, looking quite at home.
"Give that back to me!" she repeated, clenching her fists so tightly that her fingernails formed half-moon indentations in the palms of her hands. Raising an eyebrow, the corners of Logan's mouth kicked up into that increasingly infuriating cross between a smile and a satisfied smirk.
"Now, now, lets not have this result in violence..." he chided, "Now, my question is... what would a respectable 15-16 year old girl such as yourself, want with a very untasteful book such as this?" he teased, eyes glinting teasingly.
She didn't answer right away, giving him a sort of look that said, she wouldn't mind it resulting in violence, if she got to throw him around a little. "I read some of this and-" He began, enjoying being able to make fun of her at his leisure (no classes to go to, no other teachers around, no Katie to make threatening faces at him).
Nicole gasped, loudly and on purpose. "You can read?"
Logan's eyes narrowed in annoyance. Stupid brat. "Yes. I can." he growled.
Nicole cocked an eyebrow, "That's a shocker." she snapped, examining her own fingernails idly, as if it didn't matter that he was in her doorway or not. When she looked up again, Logan's smirk had fixed itself back onto his face.
The book was open to the page that she had folded down, his eyes skimming over the page. The beginning of a sex scene. Nicole felt all of the air being knocked out of her as if he had smacked her. "Don't...!" she began.
"Oh my..." he said softly, blue eyes flicking up from the page and onto her face, they were dark with the beginnings of arousal. "This is a naughty book..." he purred, "You left off right here? I wonder why you stopped...?"
"Logan, give it back!" She squealed, reaching out to take it.
He yanked it back, raising an eyebrow. "Why should I?"
"Because... because..." She trailed off, trying to think of a good something to say. 'because I told you to' definitely wouldn't work, neither would 'because I want it', and 'because I'll beat you up' was worst of all. He smirked again, slowly, with eye contact, in that way of his that made her want to either smack it off, or kiss it off, his face.
The latter was more preferable but given her emotional state since the last time that happened, she wasn't keen to try it again, and the first would get her in big trouble. He was bigger & stronger than she was, practically one step into her room, and no one was around. Not a good combination. She settled for, "Because I need it, Logan." she growled, frowning and trying to radiate negative energy, she didn't want this conversation to dissolve into a useless moan into his mouth. Did she?
Still smirking, he cocked his head to the side, examining her. "Oh, you need it. For what, may I ask?"
"For school," she shot back, crossing her arms across her chest, doing her best to stare back at him, without centering her eyes on his mouth. He raised an eyebrow at her. "Reading sex scenes instead of paying attention in class?" His eyes were nearly boring into her, and Nicole fought the urge to look away, though she blinked freely.
Blushing, she sniffed in indignation, "That is something you would do during school Logan, I actually pay attention in my classes." she snapped, clenching her teeth when his smirk crept ever further across his face. His eyes were laughing at her. It was a lie. Lately, all she had been daydreaming about was... "Logan," she growled dangerously, "That is my assigned book from my English course. Now, give it back!"
He looked a bit surprised. "You're reading this for English?" he commented, looking back down at the earmarked page, scanning the rather descriptive passages (a part of him not reading, but wondering what it would be like to try this out on Nicole...).
"Yes!" She frowned at him, wanting her book back before he read anymore (and got any ideas). "Now give it back!"
"No..." he said softly, giving her a look that reminded her a lot like herself when her mother told her to stop reading romance novels and read her summer reading book, annoyed and curious.
"Why are you guys reading this for English?" he questioned. Now he was buying himself time. The longer he could stay and talk to Nicole… well, the longer he'll try to avoid wanting to do it again. She furrowed her brows while she folded her arms over her chest, bringing to Logan's attention the logo on her shirt. FREE HUGS. He fought the urge to laugh and dragged his attention back to her face.
"Because the teacher told us to." Nicole replied, deciding that the shorter the explanation, the better.
"Do you always do what the teacher tells you to?" Logan inquired, the arousal that she'd noticed in his eyes before somewhat more noticeable now. Nicole went to give him a 'what the hell do you mean by that' look, only to realize he was suddenly quite a bit closer than she remembered... Blinking up at him, she did her best to resist jumping backwards, or leaning in closer.
"No." She finally declared, eyes centered on his.
His lips spread into that annoyingly slow smirk, his eyes flicked to her lips then back up to meet her eyes. "Good." he purred.
Nicole jumped when she felt the warmth of his hand pressed flat against the small of her back pulling her closer. She drew in a sharp, surprised breath. "Don't!" she blurted, too late.
He dove in and stole yet another passionate kiss from her lips, his soft satisfied growl vibrating between their lips. Her own fingers betrayed her and curled into his thick hair. He pressed her length against his own, his teeth drawing out her bottom lip and sucking gently. She moaned, and then his lips and body were gone from her. "Teachers always love a good challenge."
Nicole stood there, not exactly gaping at him but close enough. It wasn't that it had completely surprised her (in a way she'd been expecting it), but he'd still managed to completely floor her, and so she stood there, flabbergasted and unable to think of anything to say. Her eyes were unfocused, misty, knees trembling, hand pressed to a mouth both red and a bit swollen...
They might have stood there, watching each other silently, for quite some time, had not they heard the waltzy footsteps and happy but slightly off key humming of Katie coming to bed. Giving her one last satisfied, conquering smirk and leaving the book at her feet Logan swaggered off nonchalantly, pulling out a cigar & matches as though this was an entirely normal evening.