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It was nice to have someone that cared about her and what she wanted. She was so used to being the one that gave and yet Logan wanted to give too. It was cute how they would argue about who got to pay or drive at times. Nothing serious but just wanting to make sure they showed they loved each other. "You do. I would never tell you that , in fact that's one thing I love about you. You take care of yourself and like to look and smell good." Taking the drink from him, she took a long sip. "Thank you, it's so good." She held onto his arm as they walked towards the back of the bar. "This is much better. I like our privacy." She told him as she licked over her lips. "So much more we can do here."

“I couldn’t imagine not smelling good. Mainly because of the jobs that we have. It’d make headlines if I stunk up at work. And you would not want to be around me.” He told her as he settled down on the bar stool. “You’re welcome, baby. I’ll buy you anything you want.” He murmured, pulling her into him as he leaned into kiss her softly. His hand rested against her waist, a smirk slowly curling onto his lips at her words. “And what would you like to do back here, Jenna? Play some pool? Maybe some darts?” He teased, his head nodding towards the pool table.

She was glad that he understood and maybe that was another reason that got along so well. Both were loyal to those they loved. Jenna always joked that Sabrina could rob a bank and she would be the get away driver. "That's all that matters, I just want a place that no one cares if we're there or doesn't recognize us." She didn't like to be swarmed my fans or paparazzi. It would quickly sour her mood. "It sounds cozy, I like it already." As he parked and they made the short walked, she was happily amused that indeed no one bothered them. "I'll take a margarita. That's my drink of choice, this month." She said laughing as she laid her head on his chest. "You smell so good." She told him as she reached up and kissed him.

“One margarita coming up,” he replied as he turned towards the bar and got the bartender’s attention. Logan paid for the drinks as he put the order in for them. “I smell good?” His head dipped down to look at her as he sat on the barstool, and he tugged Jenna, so she was standing between his legs. He always loved having her close to him, especially when they were out like this. Maybe it was more of a protective tendency for him. “I’m glad you think that. Would hate for you to tell me I smelled bad.” He chuckled, turning as the bartender tapped on the counter. “Here you go, malady.” Logan said softly, holding the drink out to her. “Let’s go over there, it looks quieter.” Right by the bar was full and packed, and he was hoping for some sort of quietness while they were out. He stood up, arm instantly wrapping around her as he walked over to a table towards the back of the bar.

'I'm glad because that's the one thing that would cause me to lose respect for you and I never want to see you as one of 'those guys.' " She was about to mention the whole Dylan and Sabrina saga but she didn't get the chance she he brought it up. She smiled at him and rubbed his arm with her hand. "It's okay. I would have lied to you too if she had told me and asked me not to say anything." It's just how their relationship worked. "Friends protect friends." She stood on her tippy toes and kissed him softly. "I believe you and I won't ever lie to you either." A blush came at his calling her a good girl. She was but only for him. "I was about to ask you what it was but that sounds perfect. I doubt anyone recognizes us there."

“You would. We have to lie for our best friends. It’s in the rulebook for besties, I believe.” Logan laughed as he returned her kiss. He knew that Jenna and Sabrina would lie for each other just like Dylana and he would. Lie and bury bodies for each other, it was the code Logan lived by when it came to those that he was close to. He loved how easy it was to get Jenna to blush, and even more so how simply calling her a good girl could get her to swoon for him. His thumb ran along her knee as he drove down the block. “No, I doubt anyone would. And I know when I’ve gone there in the past people tend to leave you alone there. It’s a small bar, but no one should be sitting on top of us there.” As he pulled up to the Hollywood boulevard where the bar was, he had to find a parking lot to park in as the street parking was taking up. He got out and then held the door for Jenna. It was a short walk from the parking lot to the bar, “What do you want to drink?” His arm was still around Jenna’s waist, and he tugged her close to him.

Her friendship with the blonde was important to her. Few people realized how important but Jenna had never forgotten the kindness shown to her back when no one gave a rats ass who Jenna Ortega was. 12 years later and they were still friends and hanging out whenever possible. "I don't think you will. As long as you don't cheat on me, lie to me or say anything stupid then you should be fine. Oh and don't try and control me, unless we're in bed. I don't mind it if we're in bed." She said giggling but she knew every couples argue to it was inevitable. "Yes, you can drive. I'll be the passenger princess this time and we can to go any bar you want." She never minded hitting a bar and drinking the night away but if some girl hit on Logan then she wasn't going to sit there and watch it. She would quickly square up with her.

Brows knitting together, he shook his head at the mention of him cheating on her. “Nah, that’s not me! You won’t ever have to worry about me cheating on you. I’d say or lie to you. But I kind of did that with Dylan and Sab,” he scrunched his nose up at that. He wasn’t liar, but it also wasn’t his place to tell Jenna what was going on between the couple. But also in his defense, when he had found out he had just met Jenna. “But, I promise to never lie to you.” He took the keys from her, “good girl.” He smirked, opening the car door for her. Logan shut the door and then got into the driver’s seat. He pulled out of the parking lto and started driving down the road, his hand resting against the brunette’s knee. “Was thinking we could hit up the Frolic Room. It’s a little dive bar.” One that he frequent in his younger years, but hadn’t been there in years now.

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"I wouldn't mind doing it for you. I know you aren't using me. I meant people that just want to get to people through me. I have people do the same thing with Sabrina." Jenna was very careful who she let in her circle and always had been. "You don't give me a reason to be bitchy to you. You're always so sweet to me." Which he was and that fact alone had made her start to grow feelings for him. After the first month, she knew she was in love with him as scary as that was, "That side is only for the assholes in my life which I cut most out of it and the paps who think they can dictate what I do, who I do it with and tell me how to turn and look and all that crap. It just gets to be a bit too much and I lose my temper." Smiling she stood on her tiptoes and kissed him. "Best boyfriend ever and I get to score friend points for understanding that the heart wants what the heart wants." She said giggling. "I'm sure they will be fine and I'm not ready to let the night end just yet."

“I’m sure a lot of people try to get to Sabrina through you. Which will always be unfair to you.” The two were close, and everyone knew that and wanted a piece of both Jenna and Sabrina. “I hope I never give you a reason to be bitchy to me. But if you ever are, I probably deserve it.” Logan knew at some point they’d fall off this cloud nine and get some sort of argument. Arguments or inevitable when it came to relationships, but he hoped that neither would be bitchy or mean to the other one in those fights. The man smiled into the kiss, his hands pulling his girlfriend tighter against his body. “Let’s go paint the town red. We’ll hit up a bar and decide from there. Can I drive now?” He asked as he backed up enough to hold his hand out.

"I don't expect you to remember every little thing in fact I think it's cute that you don't obsess over it like some do. I seriously have people asking me to introduce them to her and I'm not talking about people I'm close to just people I see here and there at work." It was a weird feeling to her and she wasn't going to push anyone off on the woman. "I'm glad you think so. I always want to be cute to you, no matter what I'm doing." She looked down at their hands and smiled. She was starting to love these PDA moments between the two of them much more then she ever thought she would. She didn't even try to stop photographers from taking their picture and opted to leave security behind to have private time alone with just the two of them. "I'm glad you don't think I'm bitchy. I don't try to be unless people are rude and pushy." She was glad that he saw his worth the same as she did and hopefully he would get more roles because he deserved them. "You would do that for me? You keep scoring point after point. You tell him about the double date and I'll tell Sab. Let her know that I support her whether I like him or not. She likes him and that's all that matters." She paused as they leaned against the car. "Your call since we're celebrating you."

“You won’t ever catch me asking you to introduce me to someone like gaga. That’s just weird. Maybe it’s because I’m famous too.” He shrugged. He wasn’t sure if it was because he knew how that felt so he just wouldn’t do it himself. He had to show some respect for Jenna and people she knew in her work life.  “Never could. You’ve ever been bitchy to me.” She had yet to show that side to him, he had seen it while they were out together if someone got a bit too close. But she had always been nice to him. “Yeah, I would do that for you. I’ll talk about it to him. See if we can fit into all our busy schedules.” He knew they would all be busy with work in the next few months and doing anything together might be impossible. His head dipped down, forehead pressed against hers. “Think the dogs will be okay for another hour? Could go paint the town red before I get you home and out of this outfit.”

Oops, she gave a smile smile as she hugged him. "She works with us on Wednesday and she invited me to be on stage with her for the Tudum event. " A red tinted hue was on her face as she couldn't help but blush. She was young but it felt like she knew everyone from acting and music even though she didn't sing unless pushed into it. Few could get her to and yet she had happily and drunkingly obliged when Sabrina asked her to do backups at the golden SNL after party. "I think I rebelled against Disney's protocol of always being sweet and politically correct. Duck and dodge if you want to call it that. " She said laughing. "I know I have the label of being hard to work with or get along with at times but I'm a perfectionist." A trait a closest friends also had as well. "If you're going do something then it needs to be done right." She said with a shrug of her shoulders. "They will see how special and talented you are. Sometimes it takes longer then you want but I believe in you." She told him as she pecked his lips. "He better or he'll be dickless and I mean that."

Logan nodded, “I know she does. I saw that when she was filming the second season. I just forget.” He laughed. There was nothing wrong with her having the connections that she had, he loved it for her. His hand reached over to stroke her cheek, “you’re cute when you blush.” He always thought Jenna was gorgeous but there was something about her when her cheeks would turn that shade of pink, especially when it was because of him. Once the check was paid for her, Logan got up and held Jenna’s hand as they walked back to their car.d “You do have that label, and I think you have to be a perfectionist in the world of us. And you can’t let people walk all over you either, which you don’t.” He didn’t know why it was a big deal if a woman was a perfectionist, they always got labeled as hard to work with or a diva. But a man could do the same thing and no one would bat an eye at him. He smiled at her words. “Ah, it’s fine. I’ve been doing this for over twenty years. I don’t need people to see how special or talnted I am. I know I am.” He returned her kiss, his hand cupping hers as they stood at the car. “I’ll even hold him down for you. Make sure he doesn’t move as you cut his dick off,” he joked. “where to now?”