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“So this is it, huh,” Logan frowns. ‘You sound pathetic,’ he curses himself.

He didn’t expect this to happen.

She is the one who is leaving and he is wallowing like one of the women from his innumerable one-night stands.

Never has this happened to him.

But then again, never has he met someone like the white haired, blue-eyed beauty African beauty, standing a hand’s reach away from him.

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“Yes,” Ororo’s response sounds equally lost. She wants to hug him and hold him to her.

She didn’t expect this to happen.

She never has had a one-night stand. Until now. She expected them to just go their own way. Not this.

Never has this happened to her.

But then again. Never has she met someone like the raven haired, perfect-bodied man, just a step away from her.

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“Thank you….” she says, not knowing the proper one-night stand etiquette. “….for the night.”
“Hmph….” is the answer she gets.

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She has sensed Logan withdrawing from her.

She doesn’t want to look too much into it. Not now.

She merely attributes it to his way of ending the night.

But deep down she knows…..She was the one to withdraw first.

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“Goodbye,” she steps out of the room door. Her legs feel like lead, not wanting to leave the room. Leave him.
“Ororo,” he steps up to her, his gaze stuck on her. He is hesitating, and he doesn’t like it. He never hesitates. Nor does he ever do what he is going to do.

“Yes,” there is expectation in her voice. Expectation and….fear. He doesn’t like that. Nor does he like the sadness rolling off her.
“Thank you,” she smiles at his effort. “I had a great time too.”

“You are welcome,” is all she can say before walking away once again. She liked what he had just said. But it wasn’t what she wanted to hear. ‘Its better this way,” she consoles herself. ‘He doesn’t know my secret, otherwise he wouldn’t even come near me, let alone touch me…lo…’ she crushes the last thought.

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Lost in her thoughts, she almost misses his words.

“Ororo,” he carries a reverence for her name. And something more. “I would like to do this again.”
“What?” she is confused and a little annoyed. Was it just physical for him? ‘Of course you idiot,’ she chides herself.

“This,” he gestures between both of them. “Me and you. I would like to meet you,” he clearly voices his thoughts,
“Why?” she frowns at him. “For sex?”

“That too,” he is scowling now. ‘What does she think of me?’ he feels like kicking himself. ‘What she thinks is the truth. Its not as if you have even a ‘bearable’ track record.’
“That too?” there is wonder in her voice. Wonder and hope. But only for a moment.

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“You want to have a relationship with me?” he scowls at her use of the *R* word.
“NO” he blurts out, and regrets it immediately. Her eyes drops. “Maybe,” he adds a little softer.

“Maybe?” she looks up at him.
“Yes,” he hopes it will be enough.

“I’m sorry Logan, but I cannot live with a ‘maybe’,” she starts to walk away.
“Ororo,” is all he can say. Her ‘sorry’ rips his heart apart. “Give me a chance.”

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“I’m sorry,” she repeats. In her pain, she forgets where she is and finds the fastest way out. “Goodbye,” she whispers into the wind.
“She…she’s….” He is left staring after her.

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“She’s flying!!!”