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notes: just a cute dabble for logan and quinn. please review! thanks.

visionary dreams

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xoxo

Logan Reese had kissed many, many girls in his days. It was a given, of course, I mean look at me, he thought smugly. But none of those girls could ever, ever compare to Quinn Pensky's lips.

As he thought this, he couldn't tear his eyes off the way Quinn was biting her lip, nose-deep in her science book beside him.

They were perfect, he thought, her lips that was. They were the right size, not too big, not too small, plump, light-pink, and when she kissed him it just felt right. Like he was the luckiest guy in the world with the greatest prize in his arms; that's how Quinn made him feel.

Not only that, she always tasted like watermelon from her lipgloss, and god, did Logan love watermelon.

Especially on Quinn.

He couldn't help the smile that grace his lips when she started chewing on her pencil, furrowing her brows in concentration, she was just so smart and beautiful and all his. He was really glad Michael and Chase weren't in their dorm right now because they'd be calling him sap and making fun of how "soft" he was getting. Yeah, right. He just couldn't be an asshole to Quinn because then he would never get to kiss those amazing, wonderful, watermelon tasting lips ever again! And, she could make his murder look like an accident, that too.

And ugh, he really was trying to think about something else, but she was doing that lip biting thing again.

"Logan?" Quinn asked, not even looking up from her book, and making Logan jump, "Why are you looking at me so hard?"

"Because you're beautiful," he didn't miss a beat, and slid in next to her, closing her book and tossing it on the ground.

"Hey!" his girlfriend protested, slapping him on the arm. "I was studyi—!"

Logan quickly shut her up with a kiss, thinking he could spend forever kissing Quinn Pensky.