Fic: Night Visits: Communion (6/6) [L/R]
- Disclaimers etc. in part 1.
The short, but sweet [I hope] ending...
Rogue was tired. The wedding had gone off without a hitch. Scott and
Jean were on their way to the Four Seasons, where they'd spend their
wedding night before heading to Florence in the morning.
She stood at the window, watching the caterers dismantle the pavilion
in the garden.
"Come to bed, Marie," Logan said from behind her.
"It was so beautiful, wasn't it?" she sighed.
His eyes never left her. "You were, darlin'. You put even the bride
She grinned, secure in his love for her, and glided toward the bed.
"You ain't seen nothin' yet, sugar," she drawled, removing the lacy
pegnoir she wore, revealing a sheer black body stocking that covered
her completely, leaving her free to be touched.
He growled and pulled her down into his arms. He was still awed and
humbled by her love for him, and he never missed a chance to show her
how he felt. She giggled as his hands roamed her body, and his breath
tickled her ear. He told her about another dream he'd had, and they
set about making it come true.