It was a nice June day in Los Angeles. It was also one of the few days left before Logan's love left again to work on her next film. He was going to be flying out for The Wife soon too. So with the limited time they had left, Logan wanted to use it wisely. 

He was sitting on the floor of their house rubbing Levon's belly. Alex was sitting to his left on their couch, reading a book on Buddhism, with one foot hanging over. "Hey Al," he said as he turned and tickled her sock clad foot.

The 30 year old squirmed and tried to kick the man's hand away. "Logan stop," she whined. There were times like these that Alex realized that Logan was a little boy who loved her attention. 

"Babe," he said like an impatient child. He pulled on her foot to get her to listen.

Alex shook him off and tucked her foot under her other one. "I'm trying to read, what is it," she asked in annoyance.

Logan pouted. "I wanna go out," he said dejectedly. Alex looked over at her man. He was putting on the face, the one that had cemented his child actor status. 

"Where," she finally sighed out as she shut her book. Obviously she wasn't going to be able to read now. 

It was almost unexpected the hit in Alex's gut when she saw Logan smile up at her. The amount of love she had for him was sometimes unbelievable. "How about we go to the beach. We'll bring Levon along," he said causing said pup to pick up his head at hearing his name, "and just relax. Sound good?" He was still looking up at Alex with those shining eyes.

The woman had to blink repeatedly to snap out of her trance. "It sounds great. I'll get my bathing suit on," she finally answered as she got up off the couch.

"Are you okay Al," her fiance asked worriedly. He saw her flickering eye lids a second ago. 

Alex turned and gave him a beaming smile. "Just astounded by my love for you," she replied. Logan tried to hid the happy smile he got from her admission. "I'll be down soon," she said softly and walked up the stairs.

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"I'm surprised you're not sick of the beach after filming," Logan said as he, Alex, and Levon walked from their car.

Alex laughed. "You can never get tired of the beach." Logan thought about that. Could you?

"Beach bums maybe," he thought aloud. Alex shook her head. Logan was always the one in his head. And he said she was out of touch.

Levon trotted along at his momma's side with his tail wagging happily. He enjoyed going out with his parents. They let him run around a lot. He looked up at his daddy. The man was smiling wistfully at his momma again.

"You go ahead and find a place to set the blanket. I'll take Levon," he said reaching for their dog's leash loosely held in the woman's hand.

Alex smiled happily at her soon to be husband as she handed off the leash. She adjusted the beach bag hanging from her shoulder as she walked ahead. Levon swiftly fell into step with his daddy. Logan smiled down at the terrier. He watched as carefully made her way down the rocky ground to the beach. The sun was high and bright in the sky. It was too beautiful not to capture.  

The sky was azure above the green waves in the distance. The beach was golden slivers beyond the rocks in the foreground. In the center of the photo was the top half of a woman's back, her brunette hair falling free down to her shoulder blades.