His brow cocked at the look she gave him. She knew damn well what. When she brushed against him he growled so low only she would hear it. "I'll make us all some lunch."
He grinned, she was trying to be sly and prepare a meal, which meant being on her feet for far longer than he necessarily liked. "C'mon Marie, this way." Logan smirked and headed for the kitchen, his stride lengthened he quickly passed his wife.
"You two have a seat right there and I'll do everything." He kissed his wife on the forehead and started grabbing everything from the fridge. Once everything was on the counter he grabbed a bottle of beer and popped the top, taking a long pull from it. Looking down he grinned at Gypsy who was fast licking up some that spilt on the floor. "Yeah.. that's my girl."
There was a set of knives on the counter. The number of times they had been used was zero. Logan popped a claw and started slicing up tomatoes, onions and lettuce for their sandwiches.
Very discretely he made his wife a mug of blood. Usually she fed from him but given the company they had to resort to his least favorite method of her eating. Winking he set it on the counter in front of her and kissed her cheek, plopping a bottle of soda in from of Marie at the same time.