Author's Note: Just so y'all know, as much of a LoVe fan as I am, this will definitely be a Casey/Veronica romance. Please R&R, it makes my day. I know this is short but I wanted to get a second chapter up before I left for work.
Disclaimer: I don't own Veronica Mars but I wouldn't mind a Logan to call my very own. Or a Casey. Or…well you get the idea.
A Breath of Fresh Air
By Silverdragonfly
Chapter 2
Casey looked at himself in the mirror again and grimaced in disgust, he was being such a girl. His meeting with Veronica was in five minutes and here he was, straightening his tie, again, and combing his fingers through his hair. He liked to think that he'd aged well. He'd filled out since high school but was still tall and his frame still looked lanky, Regular trips to the gym kept him leanly muscled, no spare tire for him, thank god. He still had all of his hair and his ex wife used to tell him that the laugh lines around his eyes added character. Rolling his eyes he left the bathroom and seated himself behind his desk. He pulled out some paperwork and did his best to look busy.
His heart started pounding when his secretary buzzed him to tell him that Ms. Mars had arrived for their appointment. It took some real effort to keep his voice steady when he told Anna to show her in. He initialed a few of the papers in front of him, but he heard her come in. It was like his senses were hyper aware. Catching a whiff of perfume he was pleasantly surprised that she still wore the same one after all these years. He waited a few heartbeats before looking up, not wanting to appear too eager to see her.
She looked just like he remembered. Oh, she was older, just like he was, but she was still tiny and delicate looking, although the spark in her eyes made him think she was still just as much of a powerhouse as she'd been back in high school. He realized he was grinning and before he knew it he was on his feet and moving around the desk to give her a hug.
"Veronica Mars," he said, "What on earth are you doing here?" He looked her over from head to toe, trying to be discreet as he checked the ring finger on her left hand, which was, to his secret delight, ring free.
"Casey," she replied warmly, what looked like a genuine smile lighting up her face before she stepped away from his hug and sat down in one of the chairs in front of his desk. "Its good to see you again." She did the head tilt that she'd been so well known for in high school, "I need to ask you for kind of a weird favor."
Author's Note: I wanted to thank cjhar, Macala Armstrong, vmarslovahh18, IluvVM, and xosummerxo for their reviews. I wasn't sure if anyone was going to like this story, hearing that you all did made me eager to write chapter two.