Logan had her and she had him. Come what may, they would face it together.Logan gathered her up into his arms, burying his face into her hair. She res...ed her cheek against his shoulder with a weary sigh. They lay together in the deep silence of shared grief for a long time.In time, she leaned up to brush her lips against his. Slowly, almost timidly, Beauty began to explore his mouth with her lips and tongue. Logan reached up with his unwounded arm to brush her hair back from her face and look. That picture hung on the wall of his cabin in a prominent place. He wouldn't have left it behind. So, my guess is it should have been in the trailer. His killers would have seen it and wanted to know who you were. You might have led them to me. It may sound ridiculous, but my gut tells me you're better off with me than with Ros. If they were looking for you, Ros would be in the way. No one knows her. There was no picture of her at Hurley's place. Follow?" If I was still a cop and someone spun. It came in wave after wonderful wave. When it finally subsided, I know I fell right to sleep, all other consciousness having been stolen from me in this moment of glory. I assume my wife did the same, for when I came to, I was the first to wake. And what a surprise it was.I was barely awake, still worn out to my very soul. I sat up on the edge of the bed. Please keep in mind how groggy I was here in order to understand how I might not have noticed immediately. That, and it was very dark in the. She knew the devilish glint in her dark eyes told him better than words that his new Stepmother was more eat-hungry now than fuck-hungry. She was standing before him, naked from the waist down, baiting him with her cunt, while her wet pink tongue licked still another invitation across her plush red lips.Suddenly her heart was pounding faster when a wicked little smile creased his lips.Without waiting another second, she dropped to her knees before him, her pink tongue darting out to swoop away.