The petite brunette woman whooshed into the bustling coffee shop and out of the cold dreary New York morning. She frowned as she looked at the line of people in front of her, and unintentionally sighed. Deciding it was going to be a few minutes before she had to give her order she pulled her phone out of her pocket and checked her various social network feeds. There was not a whole lot going on. She was about to slide her phone back into her pocket when it dinged with a new text message.
"Turn around kitten."
The number wasn't saved in her phone, but it didn't need to be. There was only one person that would call her kitten (other than her psuedo aunt Sookie, who's phone number was saved in her phone). Turning around, her face broke into a huge grin as she saw Finn standing directly behind her. It had been five years since the pair had last seen each other, ever since her and Logan had broken up, she had distanced herself from all things that had to do with him, and that included Finn.
"Holy crap!" she said as she jumped up for a hug. Finn was a good six inches taller than the brunette, even when she wore heels and she had opted for converse and jeans on her day off. The Australian hugged her back before speaking.
"Fancy running into you here." He said as the hug broke apart. "I'm glad it was you, or else that would of been a really awkward text message to explain."
Rory still reeling from the surprsie of seeing her ex boyfriends best friend took a minute before realizing that he was waiting on her to respond. She laughed softly before finally speaking. "I've been in New York for a couple months, I've been doing some freelance work for a few papers here." She stepped up, following the line that was shrinking the space between her and the barista as people in front of her ordered and paid for their orders. "Do you live here?" she asked. She knew that the last time they had spoken Finn had been kind of a gypsy. He had that luxary since his family owned a chain of high end hotels and he traveled to each of them to oversee operations.
"It's home base, but I still travel a lot." he said running his hand through his slightly longer hair. Rory couldn't help but notice how "grown up" Finn looked.
"Next!" came the vocie of the not very happy looking barista before Rory could respond to Finn's comment. Smiling she turned to the light haired woman behind the counter and ordered a grande vanilla latte and blueberry scone. As she pulled her wallet out to pay Finn reached over her and handed the barista his credit card.
"Add a grande black coffee and ham and cheese bagel and I'll take care of it." Finn said as he winked at Rory who was standing stunnded beside him.
After they gathered their order, they found a quiet booth in the corner and continued their conversation. "You didn't have to do that Finn." Rory said as she got comfortable and looked across the table at him.
Finn took a long sip of his coffee before setting it down and smiling. "I know I didn't. But maybe I just wasn't done talking to you." he said. "I mean it's not every day I run into a piece of my past in a coffee shop."
Rory shook her head and laughed. "I didn't realize I was that big of a part of the history de Finn." She teased as she broke off a piece of her scone and popped it into her mouth.
"There are a lot of things about me you probably don't realize kitten." Finn responoded quietly.
"I've got a meeting in a half hour at the LaGrande, but I would love to buy you dinner tonight." Finn said several minutes later as the pair stood outside the coffee shop.
"I'm free the rest of the day. I'm up for anything." Rory responded, not sure how to take an invitation from the good looking Australian.
After Finn said he would text her later, they hugged briefly and went in their seperate ways. Finn was off to the hotel, to meet with a potential new chef for the hotel's cafe and Rory was off to her tiny apartment to occupy herself for the rest of the day.
A few minutes later Rory entered her one bedroom apartment, tossed her jacket purse and phone on the couch and kicked her shoes off. Pacing the compact living room a few times, she went over her impromptu coffee date with Finn in her head a couple of times. She shook her head unable to determine if he was just being friendly or if there was something else going on there. Finally deciding two things, one- she needed a fellow girl to talk about, and two- she needed coffee she walked over to her phone and wrote out a text message to her best friend and confidant Lane.
"911, where are you?"
She sent it quickly and bit her lip as she waited for a response, hoping that her best friend was actually in town and not on the road doing her music review gig.
A minute later her phone dinged with a message from Lane.
"I'm home. Zach is out with the boys, come on by."
Rory sent off a quick text telling her best friend that she was on the way before pulling her jacket on, slipping her feet back in her shoes and headed to her car.
Twenty minutes later Rory found herself sitting on the worn leather couch in the living room of the house her best friend lived in with her husband and thier twin sons. Lane was sitting next to her and they were facing each other.
"Do you feel anything for him?" Lane asked after getting the details out of Rory.
The brunette shrugged. She wasn't sure how to respond or what she felt. She had never expected to see Logan, or any of his friends again after the break up years earlier. In a way she thought she was still processing the fact that they had run into each other and the surprise that he wanted to see her again. She looked down at her hands and thought for a couple seconds before returning her gaze to her friend. "I don't know."
"Well then. Go to dinner, see where it goes. And give me all the details." Lane offered her words of wisdom before stretching and getting up off the couch. "Now, I am kidless and husbandless and you have a hot date. Let's go find you a new outfit." She said with a grin that threatened to split her face in two. Lane didn't get out without the kids often, even when she traveled for work the boys and most of the time her husband went along with her, so any excuse to go out without them and spend time with her best friend was good with her.
Rory laughed nodded and got up, following her friend to the car.
