Chapter 8 -

Walking in the Air

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Ororo smiled into the crook of Logan’s shoulder as her winds guided them higher into the star-speckled sky. Arms wrapped tightly around his waist, the weather witch suppressed laughing in sheer delight as the air swirled around them with fierce intensity.

Strangely, as much as the Canadian hated flying, the closer they rose towards the moon, the greater his comfort in Ororo’s arms escalated. Although Logan could do nothing to dismiss the frantic beating of his heart, a smile etched into his lips as her warm breath steamed his neck.

Simply nothing could rival walking in the air.

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