Recent content by Logan Scott

Logan cracked the barest of smiles when she got back in bed, and shifted to pull the blankets back up over her. He draped his arm around her, yawning. "That's just the whiskey talking," He teased gently, perfectly comfortable. "I'm not as young as I once once, either. I've got a few days free if...

Logan didn't open his eyes, but smirked slightly at the womans reaction to waking up. "No need to rush," He told her, not moving. "We're too old for the walk of shame, dear. If you want to go, I won't stop you, but the bed is still warm and I make a mean breakfast," He yawned, stretching a...

Logan chuckled, swaying her gently. "Well, I can understand that," he murmured. He smiled at her words, and instead of bothering to try and think of a reply, he just followed her instructions and leaned down, kissing her. He awoke the next morning, sunshine streaming in the window. He yawned...

Logan chuckled at her comment. "Or they're just boring," He teased, continuing to lead her, swaying gently in the candlelight to the soft music. "Would you like some wine?" He murmured, his head resting against hers. "We coul dance, drink, anything you want," He murmured, pressing a gentle kiss...

Logan kissed her back gently, in no rush to speed things along. Violet was intriguing, with a soft beauty and wisdom in her eyes. "Well I'm single and past fifty," He teased her. "A lovely lady like yourself, I can see you doing anything you please," He complimented her, swaying her lightly to...

Logan laughed lightly at her statement. "Now whats wrong with a bit of romance?" He teased her. "I like to think of this more as... enjoying the moment." He lowered his head, lingering, giving her the option of taking a kiss. "You like to read trashy romance novels?" He teased her gently, a...

-godmod approved- Logan chuckled. With a wave of his hand, the lights dimmed, candles lighting, and soft music began to play. He smiled and drew her into his arms. "It's warm, comfortable." He swayed her gently to the music, holding her hand while the other rested on her hip. "Enough for an old...

Logan laughed lightly at Violets words. "A lovely woman like you, I'll never run out of compliments," he teased her. He stepped out from behind the bar, giving her his most charming grin and leading her to a door nearby. It looked like no more than a closet door, but when he opened it a...

Logan chuckled, offering out his hand. "Now darling, you are mature, beautiful, and refined." He flirted. "Those young lads wouldn't know how to handle a lady such as yourself," He gave her a charming grin, reaching to sip on his drink. "Would you care to go upstairs?" He asked. "I can bring the...

Logan chuckled at her sarcasm and countered with some of her own. "Be still my heart, how I miss the old games of cat and mouse," He pretended to sigh heavily. "Whatever will I do without the suspense?" He sipped his drink. He laughed aloud at her statement and gave her a smile. "Darling, I...

Logan clinked his glass to hers and took a sip. He smiled at her. "I do take pride in my work," He told her with a coy grin. Deciding to stop messing around, he set his drink down and laid his hand on the counter. "Listen, Violet. May I call you Violet?" He asked, with a smile. "I'm too old to...

Logan smiled, attempting to bring her hand up with the intent to press a kiss to the back of it. "Please, the pleasure is mine," He gave her a charming grin. It just wouldn't do to let the woman back out into the cold, now would it? He left for a moment, grabbing a bottle of their best scotch...

Logan let the woman think, setting the glass down. "What about a nice scotch?" He asked. "Or a brandy?" He offered. Something strong would warm her right up. "We are a brewery as well, a lot of our product is made in house," He informed her. He offered out one hand, thinking her acquaintance was...

Logan had owned the Drunken Sailor for nearly ten years now, and had it doubling as a brewery and a pub all in one. It was a good living, and an honest one. He couldn't ask for more than that. The man was probably about halfway through his life and he couldn't say he regretted it. It was almost...