An unlikely love story: Wolverine x OC

Chapter 1: Work

My name is Abigail Mathews but my friend Rose calls me Abby. We both work at a convenient store just outside of New York City. "So do you think there will be another alien invasion next year?" Rose asked. I rolled my eyes at the question. "You just want Captain America to rescue you again." I teased. "No, i just want my hands on his chest." She joked as she restocked the aisles of candy. I was busy restocking sodas and beers in the coolers. "Why is it you never have anyone i can tease you about?" She inquired. "Because i haven't fell in love with anyone since Wade. " I answered. "Oh, right." She muttered. i nodded as i continued to work.  It wasn't long before a guy walked in looking for beer. "Isn't that Wolverine?" Rose asked. I shrugged.  "You didn't even look." She whispered. I walked back to the register as soon as i noticed he was ready to check out. "I'll need to see some i.d." i told him. He reached in his back pocket to pull out his wallet and as he handed me his id, our hands bumped to each other. We both said sorry as our eyes met for the first time. I flashed him as a smile as we rushed through the transaction. i handed him his receipt and then he walked out. "Whoa Wolverine is hotter in person than expected." Rose blurted out. i rolled my eyes. "Yeah, keep dreaming." I stated as i walked back over to finish stocking the coolers. "Oh come on, i saw that spark coming alive when you laid eyes on him." She told me. i just shrugged my shoulders as i continued to work. Later that night, Rose and i walked back to our apartment together.  "Come on, tell me your crushing on him. He's fucking Wolverine." Rose tried to urge me. "Fine, he's hot as the sun, but it doesn't matter, from what I've heard, he's got issues, and lots of them." I answered. "You can't judge a book by it's cover." She told me as we walked inside our first floor apartment. Later that night, we had went to bed and i just laid there thinking about him. He seemed mysterious and like an open book at the same time.  The next night, i had decided to head off to a bar to get him off of my mind.  I had quite a few drinks when this man walked up beside me. "I'll have a beer." His tough sounding voice demanded. Long behold it was Logan. He could have any girl in this bar, and yet he was sitting here drinking a beer.  "Hey, you're that girl from the convenient store. What are you doing here?" He asked me. "Just came out for a few drinks. What about you?" I asked. "Came to get a girl off my mind." He answered. " I know that feeling all too well"  i muttered as i took another shot.  "How many drinks have you had?" He asked out of concern.  "Just a few." i giggled. "I need to get you home. Come on, time to go." He offered.  "Oh come on, what's the harm in a few more?" I asked out of defiance. "You've had enough, let's go home and get some rest." He tried to reason with me. "What are you my husband?" i asked. "Baby, if you were with me it'd be a rough ride, now let's go before i carry you out over my shoulder." He threatened. "fine." i answered as i grabbed my purse and we walked out. It started to rain. "Ugh, my make up is gonna get ruined." I whined. The next thing i knew, i seen him take off his jacket and he held it over us to keep us dry. "There, let's go." He stated as we ran to his truck.  "That was sweet of you." i thanked him. i slid over to hug on his right arm. "What are you doing? You're crazy." He asked. "For what? Taking a chance. You're crazy for rescuing me from that bar." I answered.  "Fair point.  But if you get involved with me, your life is going to change and there's no going back. Are you sure you want that?" He asked. I nodded my head yes. He looked at me in shock.  We pulled over and he parked the truck. I climbed on top of him and i started kissing him. Maybe this was a mistake, or maybe it was meant to be.  He held me tight that cold rainy December night, a night i'll never forget. 

The next morning...

 I awoke in my bed and clothes were all over the floor. My make up had smeared all over my pillow. "What happened?" I asked myself. I looked over to find my bed empty. "You got drunk." I heard a man say. I sat up to see Logan walk out of the shower in just a towel. "You're here. I thought you would have left by now." i stated. He shrugged his shoulders as he started to get dressed. "Wanted to make sure you were going to be okay." He replied as he pulled on his shirt. "But if anyone asks, this didn't happen." He demanded. I nodded my head in agreement.  I just gazed at him in awe. "What? You are looking at me like this is the last we're gonna see each other." He asked. "Nothing, just thank you." I answered as i watched him leave.  Wow, i just slept with Wolverine. It's the first and last time that happens.