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“Your room is across from mine,” Lyssa said, tossing Logan his hotel room key. “We leave for Chicago bright and early.”
Logan caught the key deftly, sliding it into his pocket. “If anything happens, or you hear anything out of the ordinary-“
“I know the drill,” Lyssa rolled her eyes, “I call you.” She walked off, hitting the call button for the elevator.
“You forgetting something, bub?” Logan passed her his phone, “put your number in there.”
Lyssa groaned, “would it kill you to say please every once in a while?”
A growl of annoyance was the only response she got. Lyssa entered her phone number before snapping a picture of herself flipping off the camera.
“The hell is that for?”
Lyssa tossed the phone to him, hopping on the elevator. “Profile pic, gotta make sure you know exactly who is putting that radiant smile on your face everyday.”
“Wonderful,” Logan said sarcastically, following her on the elevator.
“Hey, hold that elevator please!”
Lyssa and Logan looked up to see a man running towards the elevator. Out of instinct, Lyssa put her hand out to stop the doors from closing. Lyssa stepped back to let him in while Logan sized the man up. He was tall, just a little shorter than Logan and stocky build.
“Hey thanks sweetheart, I was worried I wouldn’t make it,” the man said.
Logan’s attention moved to Lyssa, taking in the way her polite smile dropped as she scrunched her nose at the pet name. She didn’t know this man, and she was definitely irritated. “Don’t mention it,” Lyssa said flatly.
“Wow, no need to be rude baby,” the man purred, moving closer to Lyssa. The stench of liquor rolled off of him, and Lyssa flinched back.
“Back off,” Logan growled in warning.
The man rolled his eyes, moving to grab Lyssa’s arm, “I think the lady can speak for herself, can’t she?”
Lyssa froze, eyes darting towards Logan in a silent plea. In an instant, Logan planted himself between Lyssa and the man. “I won’t say it again. Back. Off.”
“Come on baby, you’re not gonna apologize for being so rude to me?” The man didn’t back off, trying to sidestep Logan to get to Lyssa. She hid behind Logan, grasping the back of his jacket. “Women, am I right?” he sneered. “Are you her boyfriend or something? Maybe you should keep your bitch in line.”
Logan sighed, turning to look down at Lyssa. “The easy way or the hard way, bub?”
Lyssa’s eyes darted up and she shook her head. Logan wanted nothing more than to beat the shit out of the man in the elevator, but if Lyssa didn’t want to escalate then he wouldn’t.
“Here’s how this is going to work,” Logan growled, hitting a call button for the next floor. “Once this elevator stops, you’re going to get off and take the next elevator to wherever the fuck you crawled out of.”
The elevator stopped with a ding as the doors opened. “Or what?”
Logan’s hand shot out to stop the doors from closing. “Get. Off. Now.”
The man’s eyes narrowed and his fist shot out, hitting Logan square in the nose. Lyssa screamed at the punch. Blood ran down Logan’s face. Logan shrugged his shoulders back, cocking his head back and forth as his body reset and reknit the broken nose. He hit the emergency stop on the elevator, shrugging off his jacket to wrap it around Lyssa.
“What do you think you’re doin-” the man watched in horror as Logan healed in front of his eyes.
“The hard way.” Logan said as he hit the man with a right hook. He grabbed the man’s shirt collar, throwing him up against the side of the elevator and hoisting him up, feet dangling. Logan pulled an arm back, and the man flinched, throwing his hands up to protect himself. A light touch on Logan’s arm stopped him. He looked over to see Lyssa shaking her head.
“Just let him go,” she said, “I think he’s got the point.”
Logan growled, extending his claws out. They stopped just before reaching the man’s face. “It’s your lucky day.”
“I-”
“Now get the fuck out.” Logan threw the man out of the elevator before closing the doors and hitting the floor button. “You good?”
“Yeah,” Lyssa muttered. “Next time, you don’t have to get physical.”
Logan snorted, the noise turning into a full belly laugh. “Don’t have to get physical? Princess, I’m your bodyguard. My entire job is getting physical.”
“You’re insufferable.”
“As long as you’re safe, I can live with that.”
Lyssa and Logan walked to the end of the hall in silence, stopping at their rooms. Lyssa keyed in, and Logan brushed past her. “What the fuck?” she hissed, “are you gonna tuck me in or something?! Get the fuck out.”
Logan stalked around the room, checking for intruders. “I’m trying to make sure your room is safe. I don’t do well in hotels, too many smells to pinpoint.” He flipped lampshades upside down, looking for cameras. Satisfied there was nothing out of the ordinary, Logan checked the window locks.
“Smell?! Are you a bloodhound or something?!” Lyssa hissed.
“Something like that,” Logan snorted.
“Wait, what do I smell like? Please say I don’t stink,” Lyssa sniffed at her arms. “I really don’t think my self esteem could handle if I smelled bad and my new bodyguard was too nice to say any-”
“Has anyone ever told you that you talk a lot?” Logan slid the curtains shut, content that the room was all clear.
Lyssa groaned, “that really doesn’t answer my question.”
Logan huffed a laugh. “You should be good tonight. I’ll be over in the morning.” He pulled his phone from his pocket. “If you don’t check in by 5:30 AM, I will be over to make sure you’re okay.”
“5:30 is ridiculous, I’m not doing that.”
“Fine, 5:45.”
Lyssa hummed, “still not good, but I get the feeling it’s the best I’ll be getting.”
“Now did you actually want me to tuck you in? Cause if not I’m going to need you to quit blocking the door.” Logan said, moving towards the door.
“You ruined a good moment, Lo,” Lyssa snorted. “It almost seemed like we were getting along.” She sidestepped around Logan, letting him past her and out into the hall.
Logan snorted, “sure thing, princess.” He keyed into his room, and turned to face Lyssa before going in.
“Night Logan.”
“Night, princess,” he said. “Oh and, maybe wear a little less perfume. You don’t need it, you smell fine.”
Lyssa face heated and she slammed her door shut. Logan chuckled as he heard the two deadbolts click shut.
Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad.