Logan was no satisfied. For at least the next fifteen minutes. He was laying there, healing of whatever wounds she had dealt to him, a mass of blond curls over his chest he grinned. "Alright, so you mentioned somethin' about needin' ta go do something for whoever was on the phone?"
He had no idea how long ago that had been. Sitting up he stretched and grabbed his pants from the floor, pulling them back on. "Guess we should get a move on." And right on cue her phone rang again. Logan simply shook his head and tugged his shirt on.