"Thats so...odd because thats my reason for letting you tag along with me"She laughed a little bit "After everything you've been through you had no one left..Just like me"
Maybe its just a little blood lust...couldn't ever be love? (Private)
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"Exactly, so maybe it was fate that put our paths together, or maybe it was just a sheer coincidence but, I'm actually happy I met you," he said.
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"maybe if you believe in that..just a stroke of luck"Melissa sighed feeling the drinks affects kick in. She simply smiled.
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Logan looked at her simply smiling back, he wondered for a couple of seconds. He held his hand out but it wasn't in a fist this time, he wondered.
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Melissa stared at his hand in confusion before she stared at his face before she kissed him passionetley not even caring .
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Logan was a bit surprised at first but he didn't mind he pressed into the kiss, taking her hand in his.
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Melissa pulled away for airbefore she slowly climbed on top of him and kissed him. (fade or pm..?)
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Bump
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Sorry for late reply I've been busy lately, wanna timeskip to the morning?
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Sure))
Melissa woke up late on the broken bed with a yawn. And a stretch.
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Logan was in the small bathroom that accompanied the room the had rented out. Fresh out of the shower his damp hair cascaded over his eyes. Look she was drunk, hardly she doesn't even remember what happened last night, he thought with a sigh. Odds are she probably doesn't even feel the same way about me.
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Melissa noticed he was in the bathroom she got up slowly with a headache and put on her robe trying to remember what happened. But the very fact she had woken up like this she knew she must of made love to him. She liked him...a..lot but she shouldn't she would put him in danger.
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Logan put on the pair of jeans he had on from the night before, before finally waking out of the bathroom to find his shirt. He had a muscular tone to him, always on run and getting into fights kept him in shape. "Morning, have you seen my shirt?," he asked.
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Melissa tried to keep her eyes away before she shuffled around the bedding "Here..."She handed him his shirt with a friendly smile. Then she went past him and got in the shower to try and reclaim her thoughts.
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Hmmm, shes acting kinda awkward this morning, even for someone like her, he thought to himself. He glanced at his shirt the sleeves and shoulders were all torn up. "Sh*t yesterday must've been a pretty rough day," he mumbled under his breath grabbing a pair of scissors. Cutting the sleeves off, the shirt had turned into a tank top. He slid it on before crashing down on the bed.
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She washed her hair then rinsed as she ran her hands through it with a sigh. She came out and dried her hair with a towel and walked in finding her clothes she began to get dressed silently noticing the sleeves. She frowned at herself for being so...Herself around him.
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Logan rolled his arms back, "at least it's not cramped anymore that shirt was starting to get a bit small," he said to himself. He hadn't really been paying attention that she was in the room until he turned around. "Hey what's with the long face," he asked.
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Melissa snapped out her thoughts "Oh..Nothing"She forced a smile "We need to get moving...We can't stay long or they would of caught up to us by now"She said there was a few scars on her but the bullet from a couple days ago had made a white stretched out scar.
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"Well everything's already all packed up, so let's get a move on," he said grabbing both of their bags. "Any idea of where we're going next?," He asked.