Sunlight streamed through the sheer curtains in Rory Gilmore's apartment. The light was diffused but it still showed the promise of a beautiful spring day. The room itself was small and cozy and was decorated in neutral colors of white, cream and beige.

In stark contrast to the lightness of the room was the mass of chestnut hair peaking from under the covers. Rory had been trying to ignore the rays of sun hitting her face and when she realized she couldn't anymore she buried it into her pillow. Soon she discovered the effort was fruitless and began accepting the morning. With one eye she peaked out at the clock on her night-side table. She huffed when she saw it was just past eight on a Sunday morning.

She turned over and looked at the man beside her. She studied his face and noted how peaceful he looked when he slept. She studied the stubble on his chin and the wrinkles starting to show around his eyes. He really was handsome.

His name was Steven and they had met almost a year ago at a fundraiser she really didn't want to be at. When a mutual friend introduced them her night took a turn for the better. Steven was good looking, smart and funny and could almost keep up with her. When the evening ended he asked if he could see her again but she declined. He was persistent thought, three months and numerous flower deliveries later she finally relented. Rory had told him that she wasn't looking for anything serious, that her career was the most important thing in her life. He accepted stating that just like a thirsty field he would be thankful for every drop he could get.

That was eight months ago but last night everything changed.

Rory thought it would be a normal date night for the two of them but when he had called and told her to dress up she began to worry. She thought the date might be cancelled and in place they would be attending dinner with some business associates but when she got the restaurant she only found Steven. He went on to explain that he wanted them to have a special night together, that she deserved to be treated right because she was special. When he said that Rory's mind wondered back to her grandparent's vow renewal and to Logan.

It was in between the roast duck and chocolate soufflé that he said it. He was in love with her. She was shocked to say the least but then he went on. He said that when he saw his future he saw her. Steven wanted to marry Rory. He quickly added how he knew she wasn't ready for that but he wanted her to know. She wondered if the quick amendment was because he saw the look of panic on her face.

Rory was more than shocked. She went out for dinner with the man she was seeing. The man she couldn't even bring herself to call her boyfriend and he wanted to marry her. She told him she wasn't ready and like the gentleman he was he understood. She didn't leave when he shared his feelings and that was enough for him.

Now sitting in her bed looking at him sleeping she wondered if he was her future. She never really thought about it before. She had her priorities in life and for the last five years her career had been at the top of it. Could she change her proprieties? Could she see herself married?

Rory continued to stare at him. Maybe if she gave him a real chance she could love him. Steven was a good man. They could build a good life together. She decided she wanted to love him.

When she closed her eyes to imagine what it would be like to married Steven wasn't the man she saw. When she imagined herself walking down the aisle it wasn't Steven waiting for her, it was Logan Huntzburger. It was always Logan. She wanted to love Steven but wanting to is never enough.

A/N: This has been on my computer for a while and I though I'd post it. I got the idea from Jason Aldean's "Do you wish it was me?" I'm thinking about turning it into a story after finals, what do you think?

Any constructive criticism would be appreciated.