"Yeah?" Logan asked. He felt silly. He was, what, a hundred years old now? And he was getting lovesick over a woman. His heart was thumping, and a dreamy smile crossed his features. He felt completely silly as he let his eyes get lost in hers. He wanted to kiss her.
"Well, we can't have that. I'll be back in a week, ten days maybe. I'll make sure to make your life interesting when I get back." He said, giving her a smirk, trying not to be so lovesick. It was easier thought than done.