December 2015
As planned, Rory and Logan slipped away from their families and headed to New York to spend New Year's Eve together for the first time in years. Instead of staying at Rory's Brooklyn apartment, Logan had booked them a luxurious suite at The Plaza and had arranged to meet Rory there. He knew they were going to be apart again for a little while and had wanted to make it special.
Rory had spent the past week in Stars Hollow with her mom and extracting herself from Lorelai had been a whole lot trickier than she had thought. Lorelai wanted to know exactly what Rory was doing and why. She had explained to her mom that she was working on a freelance piece that she really needed to be in the city for, but Lorelai wasn't exactly wet behind the ears and questioned exactly what could be so important that Rory would need to work on New Year's Eve. Rory fumbled her way through an excuse but Lorelai still had her suspicions.
"I'm so sorry I am late," Rory said as she blustered her way into the suite "I had planned to get here earlier but you know my Mom, she was on full alert," she said as she dropped her overnight bag on the floor and threw her arms around Logan.
"No worries, you're here now, that's all that matters," he said as he kissed her.
"What's the plan?" Rory asked.
"I'm taking you out for dinner then perhaps we'll hit Times Square?" Logan said.
"Sounds good. I'm going to go have a shower and then I'll get changed and no…" she said as she looked at him "that wasn't an invitation for you to join me…because if you do we'll never even leave the hotel room" she smiled.
"That doesn't sound so bad Ace…" he smirked.
"Stay!" she pointed her finger at him and warned him off.
After they had both got changed they headed out into the chilly New York night for dinner. As they entered the restaurant, Logan gave his name to the hostess who led them to the back of the restaurant towards their private booth. They sat and had a nice quiet dinner together, laughing and talking while their sipped champagne all the time. On the outside, they looked very much like a couple in love, completely relaxed with each other in every way.
"So, are you going to make any new year's resolutions?" Logan asked Rory as he refilled her glass.
"Oh I don't know, I never really bother with any of that. I mean, resolutions are just made to be broken aren't they?" she said as she sipped her drink.
"That's half the fun" he winked.
"Okay…well if I am going to have to pick one, it would be to be a bit braver," she said after some thought. She'd never been very good at taking chances.
"That's an interesting one…" Logan said thoughtfully.
"What about you?" Rory asked with interest.
"I'm going to seize the day more. Carpe diem" Logan smiled.
"How very Life and Death of you" she laughed. "I've always thought of you as someone who seized the day anyhow."
Logan shrugged. "Not so much now"
"Well here's to us being brave and seizing the day," Rory said as she held up her glass to Logan. Logan smiled and brought his glass up to meet hers.
They continued to talk and somehow throughout the evening, they had moved closer to each other, things turning a whole lot flirtier between them as more alcohol was consumed. Logan put his hand on Rory's thigh and leaned in to kiss her neck. She closed her eyes and whispered in his ear "God, Logan, I am so turned on right now if you carry that one, I don't think I will be able to wait until we get home."
"Oh really?" he looked at her with a raised eyebrow.
"Really. Can we go?" she asked, pleading with her eyes.
"Are you sure that you don't want to go to Times Square and see the ball drop?" he asked "I mean, we're here and all…" he smiled.
"Absolutely not, it happens every year, I can watch in on TV. Come on let's go" she said as she tugged on his arm impatiently.
They waited outside the restaurant for the driver to come and pick them up. Logan held Rory in his arms and gently but firmly grabbed her by the back of her head and kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring every inch of her mouth. Rory could feel his arousal growing as their bodies pressed together.
When they arrived back at their hotel suite, they flung the door open and their lips violently collided. As soon as the door was safely closed behind them their clothes were swiftly discarded on the floor, neither of them wanting to wait.
"I want you... so bad," Rory said as she wrapped her arms around Logan and pulled him towards the bed.
Logan lay Rory on the bed and his lips moved slowly down to her neck, lightly trailing kisses all the way down to her collarbone. She tilted her head back and bit her lip as he lavished attention on one of her most sensitive spots. A small moan escaped from her lips as he continued to kiss down her chest and he came to rest his mouth between her legs. Logan always knew exactly what to do to push Rory to the brink and as he used his tongue to circle her, her head flew back, continuing to moan as the sensations sent her head spinning.
There was nothing Logan enjoyed more than the sound of Rory enjoying the pleasure that he could give her. He began to lightly caress her with his fingers before gently slipping one inside her, as he continued his work with his tongue. Rory desperately wanted to feel him inside her but there was no way Logan was stopping until he had pushed her completely over the edge. Finally, she reached her climax, her body arching upwards as she breathlessly screamed out his name.
As she came back down to earth and tried to retake control of her breathing, Logan kissed his way back up her body and her nipples twitched as he ran his tongue across them. He positioned himself over her and she spread her legs to allow him access. As he gently pushed and entered her, he soon lost all coherent thoughts as he could concentrate on nothing else other than the burning need to be deeper into her. He thrust harder and called out her name as he came inside her, his body tensed and his breathing erratic before he dropped his head onto her chest where he remained until they both got their breath back.
As they lay there together, they could hear the fireworks going off around them, signalling that it was now 2016, a new year was dawning. Logan slid back up the bed to lie alongside Rory, pulling her close to him, into a comfortable spooning position.
"Happy New Year" Logan whispered in her ear.
Rory turned her head to look at him "Happy New Year Logan" she smiled as they saw in the New Year with a traditional New Year's kiss.
At some point, they must have drifted off to sleep as the next thing Rory was aware of was the smell of coffee. She lay in the bed feeling content and happy as Logan walked over with a cup of steaming hot coffee for her. She sat up and rubbed her face before she took the cup from him.
"I could get really used to this" she smiled "Thanks," she said as she sipped it.
"I thought you could probably do with it, that was a fair amount of champagne we put away last night" he smiled.
Rory touched her delicate temples "Yeah, I do have a bit of a sore head this morning, but it was worth it. What time is it anyway?"
"It's 11 am…" Logan said as he looked at his watch.
"Logan! You let me sleep that late, but you're leaving soon aren't you?" she said with wide eyes.
He nodded "Yeah, I've got to head off to the airport in a few minutes"
Rory pouted at him. "You should have woke me up"
"Aw Ace, you looked so peaceful there, I didn't want to disturb you" he winked "Shoot," he said as he looked at his watch again. "I've really got to go, the car will be downstairs."
Logan picked up his bag and leaned down to kiss her on the top of the head. "Don't get up. The suite is booked for tonight too so you can stay here all day if you want. Order room service, watch some bad movies" he smiled.
"Okay," she forced a smile. "So, I'll maybe see you next month? I'll let you know the dates?"
"Sure, we'll sort something out. Now I've really got to go!" he said as he made his way over to the other side of the room.
Rory watched him getting ready to leave "Logan…" she called after him.
"Yeah?" he turned around to look at her.
"I…well…oh, it's not important" she chewed the inside of her lip.
He looked at her quizzically "Are you sure?"
"Yeah, have a safe trip" she smiled.
"I'll message you when I land" he smiled. "See you soon Ace," he said as he walked out of the room.
Rory watched the door close and put down her cup of coffee. She threw herself back onto the pillow and pulled the quilt over her head. That had been the hardest goodbye yet and she didn't know why she felt so wretched about it, all she knew was that she did and she hated the way it made her feel.
Rory decided to take Logan's advice and stay at The Plaza ordering over-priced hamburgers to be delivered to the room and she had big plans to lie in bed all afternoon watching old black and white movies, figuring that it was the best way to deal with her hangover and to soothe her soul. However it wasn't enough, what she really needed was someone to talk this through with so she had called Lane, who being the utterly amazing friend that she was, made the trip to New York City to stay with her for the night.
"So, what are you telling me? That you want more?" Lane asked. She'd always been supportive of Rory, even when she suspected that the Vegas agreement she'd entered into with Logan wasn't necessarily a great idea.
"No. Maybe. I don't know!" Rory said as she dropped her head into her hands. "Ugh, I need a taco."
"We've already had hamburgers and hot dogs…a taco really isn't going to help you right now" Lane smiled.
"I just feel really confused about everything. This is what we both wanted. We both agreed to this casual thing. When we can see each we do and outside of that…" she threw her hands up in the air.
"If it's what you both wanted then why are you so sad that he's gone home," Lane said carefully.
"I don't know, I guess I just really miss him when he's not here. Things are good when we're together" she shrugged. "Maybe it's just my hangover making things worse."
"Or maybe it's time to face facts that this casual dating isn't really working for you" Lane wrinkled her nose. "If it is making you feel like this, perhaps you should just put an end to the Vegas agreement."
Rory looked at Lane and frowned. "You mean as in not see each other anymore?"
Lane shrugged "Either that or make things more permanent."
Rory shook her head. "It won't work. He's there, I'm here. Our lives are worlds apart."
"But you can't go on like this, can you? How long are you going to carry on these hookups for? Eventually one of you is going to want to settle down or one of you will meet someone else…and then what?" Lane reasoned.
"So you do think I should end it?" Rory asked.
"Oh Rory, I can't tell you what to do, you really need to work that out for yourself, but right now, all I see is my best friend looking sadder than I've seen her in a long time and I don't like that" Lane said as she put her arm around her friend.
Rory sighed. "This is way too much to think about with a hangover. Let's talk about something else. Shall we order some dessert? It's all paid for by my 'friend with benefits' Logan" she rolled her eyes.
Lane smiled and nodded. She knew that Rory wasn't going to make a decision on this issue tonight. She just really hoped that Rory would work out what she wanted before it was too late and someone got badly hurt.
A/N: Thanks for all the comments so far. I had a good writing session yesterday and got lots down. Fair warning - a lot more smut to come and a decent amount of angst. I was on an emotional rollercoaster yesterday!
