Marie was an angel.

That was the only way that Logan could explain it. No other reason made sense to him. Marie was good, pure and untouchable.

Very, very untouchable.

She had just been a kid when he had left. Some cute kid who had a hero-worship crush on him who he looked out for.

What he felt for her then had been purely innocent.

But she had grown up over the last two years into a woman. A woman Logan lusted after more than he thought possible.

But she was an angel and he could never touch her.