"Hey." Logan stepped into Camron's room. "How are you doing?"
"Better." she looked over at the nineteen roses. "Thanks for the flowers."
"No problem." he sat in the chair next to her. "you saved my life."
"You keep saying that! Stop it! I payed you back for saving me! I was letting you have what I owed. I owed you big time for saving me from the streets and the humans. you saved me first!"
Logan was taken back by this. He never thought of it that way. "So you were just paying a debt?" for some reason this hurt him. He tried to keep it from her. it would never have worked. you can't hide something if you don't know what it is.
"no..." her voice was just a breath. "You can't ..." a tear slid down her cheek. "It's not like that." she closed her eyes tight against the other tears. "Please don't say it like that. please don't take it like that." She failed to hold the flood. It only hurt Logan further. Her brown eyes met his. "go" she cried. "get out"
Logan didn't move as his pain turned, once again, to frustration. he didn't know what he was feeling, but...Camron..
"What am I feeling?"
"get out" she whispered
"What is the name for what I am feeling?" he was so close to shaking it out of her.
"Just go..." her tears fell faster
Logan grabbed her by the shoulders. He wanted to shake her, to shout, to hit her. "What is this?" he asked in a tenative whisper.
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the kiss was mutual. they both leaned in. they both took of eachother's lips. and they both cried.
The love was unexpected after what had heppened. It was then that Camron knew what her dreams told her. Why she saw herself with child. Why she must protect her family. In three years, the father of her child, her lover, would be killed. in three years Camron would have to stop an unnamed force from killing Logan. For the sake of her child...his child.
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R&R