"See, that's where we differ. I don't mind bein' leashed up to a woman as you call it. You.. well you have some sick affinity of being ole Mags lap dog. Always knew there was something... fishy about that guy." Logan chuckled. "Seein' as I don't really trust ya I'm gonna go with the fact I don't believe ya."
Logan could fight him, draw the claws and work him over good. But that's exactly what the bastard wanted and well, Logan wasn't so sure he was willing to give it to him.
"This ain't a date, stop lookin' at my eyes. Save that shit for Eric."