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streaks in random patterns. Their bodies both also had more than a few swipes of blue across random places. His face broke out in a wide grin.
    “Wait here.” He told her as he hopped off of the bed and walked out of the room.
    Caroline pushed herself up on her elbows to watch him walk out, biting the corner of her lip as she enjoyed the naked view. Not even a minute later, he walked back in carrying something in one hand. When he held it up, she saw that it was her blue nail polish.
    “What are you doing?”
    He wiggled his eyebrows at her, smiling, but didn’t respond to her question as he climbed back onto the bed and returned to where he had been laying by her side. He handed her the nail polish and once she grabbed it, he unscrewed the top and pulled out the brush, now dripping in sparkling blue polish.
    “Logan?” She had no clue what he was doing.
    “Did you see the bedspread? It’s fucking beautiful.” He responded, not really answering her question.
    He dropped the brush down against her collar bone and swirled it against her skin, creating a pattern as he dipped it lower down toward one of her breasts.  She shivered under the cold liquid, smiling at him as she looked up into his face. He was intently staring at her body as he drew and she absolutely loved the way his eyes flared with passion and excitement.
    “It’s beautiful. We make our own art.” She replied and he nodded.
    “If only all my canvas’ were as beautiful as you,” he interrupted his pursuit for a moment to lean down and kiss her lips.
    After a few more minutes had gone by, he returned the nail polish brush to the glass bottle and screwed it back on. Placing it on the night stand, he turned back to look at her.
    “Voila, perfection.” He exaggeratedly kissed his fingers and then motioned in the air, gesturing toward her body.
    Glancing down, Caroline took in his creation with awe. The blue swirls patterned into flowers sprouting off of a vine, complete with small leaves and buds. The vine stretched down to one of her hips and then up to her collarbone, moving smoothly and delicately against her lightly sun kissed skin.
    “It’s gorgeous, Logan.” She whispered, her voice faltering slightly as it swelled with emotion.
    Somehow, the simple act of him drawing on her had made her feel beautiful in a way she had never felt before. She always knew she was pretty, but she had her insecurities like any other person. However, he had just turned her into a work of art, something to be worshiped. The way he looked at her and touched her, it was like she was a prize he wanted to proudly display to the world.
    Simply, she felt beautiful. She felt cherished.
    “Time to mess it all up.” He grinned as he rolled on top of her and kissed her deeply, pulling her against him. She giggled and fell into his movements, arching against him and wanting to show him how much he meant to her.
     
     

CHAPTER FOUR
     
East Haven, Connecticut
     
     
    “Thank you guys for letting me tag along like the awkward third wheel.” Aralia declared from the backseat of the car, leaning forward to slip one of her CD’s into the player.
    “Not a problem, my mom will love to have more people there. Plus you won’t be a third wheel. Most of my old band mates will be there at least on and off, and I think my best friend Dylan is going to be visiting at the same time so he usually stays with us.” Logan told her as he navigated his way out of New York City, with Caroline in the passenger seat.
    “I’m glad you’re coming, because I need the support!” Caroline chimed in.
    “What do you need support for?” Logan inquired, shooting her a confused look.
    “I’ve never met your parents before, Logan. They’ve only heard about me from you. What if they don’t like me?”
    “Baby, that’s impossible. They are going to love you.” He reached over and squeezed her thigh.
    “Not to interrupt this nauseating Hallmark moment, guys, but she does have a point.”