Who: Tess & Logan When/Where: Tonight/Echolls poolhouse. Why: Oh because it's about damn time. Warnings: Possible smut. Definite schmoop. WIP.
Logan could have kicked himself for that damn stupid text. Me too. What a jackass. And he hadn't said it all the night of the the party, hadn't wanted Tess to think he said it just because of the amazing, mind-blowing, incredible sex. And then he fucked it up by texting her a lame ass ME TOO. So for that, tonight was gonna be incredible for Tess.
He taped a note to the front door of the house, had simply written POOL HOUSE on it and then, feeling incredibly cheesy and dopey, had drawn a big heart around it. Whatever. But he left it as is. In the pool house he put some music on, a bottle of champagne that he liberated from Aaron's stash left in his study, and a single red rose on the bed. Again with the cheese, but shit, Tess deserved it. Just for him being a jackass.
After making sure everything was just so, Logan grabbed the jewelry box, slipped it into his pocket and went out the pool. He was nervous, mainly because he wanted Tess to know the why behind him being an ass, which would mean bringing up Aaron and... shit. He had never really discussed that part of his life with her, and maybe he should have, since she was so impacted by it. He took a deep breath, and sat down at the pool's edge, dangling his feet into the water, and waited for Tess.