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Xavier Institute
Westchester, New York
Downstairs Library


Ororo Munroe was not a person normally at a loss for words, but she suddenly found herself struck dumb, unable to form even the simplest of them. It took her a full minute to find her voice. “Logan?”
Raising himself on one elbow Logan trailed the back of his knuckles down the silken smoothness of Ororo’s cheek, his eyes darkening till they were almost black. “Marry me.”
“That is what I thought you said.” she murmured, blinking wide eyes.
Logan chuckled at her dumbfounded expression. “Ya gonna answer?” he asked after she still said nothing, staring up at him with wide blue eyes.
“Logan--”
“Wait. Don’t move.” Logan released his hold on her, reaching for his pants. He dug into his front pocket, pulling out a small black velvet box. He rolled back over to her, lifting the lid revealing the box’s hidden treasure. Ororo’s breath caught in her throat. It was the most beautiful ring she had ever laid eyes upon. A large diamond sat atop a band of gold in the dark center of the box, its facets twinkling in the firelight, joined on both sides of the clear stone sat a pair of slightly smaller sapphires, their blue the deepest she’d ever seen. Before she could say anything Logan was talking, his voice low and graveled with passion.
“I ain’t gonna lie to ya, ‘Ro. It won’t be easy being my wife. I’m sure I’ll frustrate ya, and infuriate ya and drive ya nuts but I’ll also love ya. I’ll spend every day making sure ya know how much ya mean t’ me, how happy ya make me, and I’ll never let ya go, baby. Yer my heart, my very soul. I need ya in my life, ’Ro. I ain’t whole without ya. See how much I love ya? Ya got me blubbering like an imbecile.” He took a ragged breath, looking for the first time in the many years that she’d known him, unsure of himself. “So what say ya, darlin’? Are ya up to makin’ this ol’ canucklehead an honest man?”
Ororo bit her lip, she was afraid that the future they were facing was dark and bleak and the road ahead of them would be long and painful. There were just so many unknowns to face, so much uncertainty, but her heart, her steadfast heart, ignored any warnings her brain was trying to send to it.
Instead of vocalizing any answer Ororo pulled Logan to her, kissing him softly, butterfly kisses along his lips, across his whiskered chin, up to the swirls of his ear, where she whispered, “I meriwet ek djet, hi. Djet.”
The softly spoken words sounded pleasing to him. Her teasing mouth against his sensitive flesh distracted him for a moment causing Logan to growl fiercely. “Is that a yes?” He asked, pulling her away from his ear, her tongue against his skin a wicked diversion.
Ororo laughed up at him, her heart in her eyes. “Yes!” To hell with doubts and fears and questions. This was right! They were right together. Ororo threw her arms around his neck, laughing at the look of stunned disbelief on his face. “Why do you look so surprised?” she asked, her mouth once again stroking the creases in his ear.
“Truth of it is I expected t’ have ta do a little convincing,” he confessed on a groan.
“Well, I do not wish to be too easy a conquest for you,” she teased. “Perhaps I should take some time to consider the offer.”
Logan bared his teeth at her, grasping her left hand firmly in his, sliding the ring on her third finger. A perfect fit. “Ya had yer chance t’ say no, now yer stuck with me,” he growled, but his smile never left his face, making the menacing sound seem ridiculously out of place. Ororo laughed, happier than she dreamed she could ever be.
Looking down at the sparkling ring on her hand Ororo ran her index finger over the stones. “These are the most lovely shade of blue,” she murmured.
“Yeah. They’re a perfect match to yer eyes when I do this,” Logan said running his hand up her leg, stroking her center.
Instantly her eyes darkened and her breath became trapped in her lungs. “Really?” she whispered.
“Really.” Logan pressed her down into the carpet. His mouth claimed hers heatedly, the time for talking over.



*I meriwet ek djet, hi. Djet = I will love you forever husband. Forever. (Egyptian)





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