"Just as I am yours," he replied between her kisses, hoping his message got across to her that he would be her everything just as she was already his. Struggling to not become distracted by her sweetness, Logan shifted to sit up again and lean her back, her head and neck still cradled in his palm. "Best get this soap out of your hair before it gets in your eyes Little Flower. Can't have any tears from such beautiful eyes. Salty kisses are the worst," he teased her, hoping that he did not seem unappreciative of her attentions as he worked to lavish her in his own.
He combed his fingers through her hair to gently rinse it, massaging her head each time his hand reached her scalp again. "Such soft and pretty hair. I didn't even know it could be so soft," Logan chuckled bashfully, blushing lightly as he looked at her with nothing short of pure love.