A/N: I know its been wayyy too long, but I recently came back on the site and was shocked by the lack of updates. So I decided to contribute...! Enjoy. And be warned this chapter makes the story live up to its T rating.

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It was dark save for the glow of the full moon and a small stream of light coming from behind the bathroom door. Rory had woken up an hour ago to nausea, causing her to jump out of bed and rush to the bathroom. Since then she had spent the last hour alternating between emptying her stomach of everything she had eaten in the last day and crying her eyes out. What had she done? What had they done? How had she ended up on the bathroom floor wrapped in a sheet and nothing else?

She stood from their spot in the sand and reached out her hand for him. He stood up, grasping her hand in return. Not ready to go back to the noisy house, he wrapped one arm around her waist as his other hand went to support her neck. Dipping his head a bit, he reconnected their lips in a soft kiss. Rory wrapped her arms around his back bringing them closer. When their feather light kiss ended, he began to place soft, open mouthed kisses all along her neck and face. She moaned lightly

Music blared from the house, signaling that the party was still in full swing. Stepping into the house, Logan grabbed Rory's hand, trying to avoid losing her in the crowd of drunks, half of whom he barely knew. In a dark corner, Rory noticed Colin dangerously close to Stephanie and Finn on a table top trying to recreate a scene from Wild Coyote. But the only thing she was truly aware of was Logan's hand wrapped around hers. Leading her through the raucous party, she was glad when the stairs that led to his quiet room came into view. So close to being alone…

"Logan!" Yet so far. Twirling around, she looked to see who had called his name. A man she didn't recognize started toward them, seemingly breezing by her like she was invisible.

"Robert," Logan acknowledged through clenched teeth. Rory could tell he was annoyed. "What do you want?"

"We need you to settle a dispute. How many days was it that you were held up with those two blondes on our trip to Fiji?" Robert asked in all seriousness. Logan grimaced.

"Kind of busy right now Robert." Logan gestured toward Rory.

"Who's the girl scout?" Robert asked in lieu of a hello.

"It's nice to meet you too," Rory answered.

"Rory, Robert. Robert, Rory. Now that we're done with introductions, I've got more important things to do then answer your inane questions," Logan pulled her away from Robert and continued on what he had started.

She grimaced as she remembered following Logan up the stairs, practically having to sprint to keep up with him. They took the stairs two by two and made it to his room in record time. What had she been thinking? Going into a renowned playboy's room…

Turning around, she was immediately wrapped in Logan's arms again. He pulled her in, continuing what he had started on the beach. Meanwhile, her hands had seemed to take on a mind of their own. She slowly began to unbutton his shirt while he his hands moved up and down her sides.

"So blondes in Fiji?" Rory mocked as she familiarized herself with his chest.

"I was stupid then. I told you. I'm only into blue eyed brunettes now," Logan answered charmingly. Though he had to admit his mind was a little fuzzy.

"Well Finn is a brunette," She began to giggle as she imagined him and Finn, but quickly gasped when he found a sensitive spot beneath her ear and lightly bit down.

"Yeah but you're much hotter," Logan answered, wondering how she could possibly want to carry on a conversation at this point.

"Well…"Rory began.

However, Logan wanted to end the conversation now. Before she could continue her retort, he recaptured her lips in his. This time, their kiss was neither sweet nor exploratory. It was raw and passionate. He didn't bother to ask permission before his tongue invaded her mouth, dancing with hers. Each fought for control as Rory's hands pulled Logan by his belt, closer to her body. He responded in kind, wrapping his arms around her back. Walking back towards his bed, they began to descend towards the mattress

'Knock, Knock'

"Logan! You in there?!" A voice called from the other side of the door.

Logan detached his mouth from hers and rested his head under her chin. Motioning for her to be quiet, he caught his breath and willed the intruder to go away. Rory on the other hand didn't know whether to be disappointed or relieved. As much as she wanted to be fully with Logan, part of her, the sensible part, knew this was a very bad idea.

"I know you're in there!" The voice continued.

"If you don't come out of that room right now there will be some very incriminating pictures around the Yale campus when we get home!" Sighing he realized he had no choice but to answer the door.

"What Finn?!" Logan said as he opened the door. Without being asked, Finn barged passed Logan and into his room. Noticing Rory on the bed looking quit disheveled, he quirked an eyebrow.

"Why did you leave the party so early?" Finn questioned Logan.

"The better question is how did you know I was up here?" Logan evaded Finn's question.

"Robert told me. Now answer my question," Finn looked toward Rory, who had gotten up and was now rearranging her clothes. Logan was going to kill Robert.

"Just came up here to hang out. The party was loud," Logan lamely defended.

"Right," Finn said sarcastically, obviously not believing the lame cover up especially seeing as Logan's shirt was undone. "Well you're presence is needed downstairs. We have a game of Truth or Dare going and it's just not fun without you."

"As much as…." Logan began but was cut off by Rory.

"You know what Finn? That actually sounds kind of fun. Lead the way," Rory said linking arms with Finn and walking toward the door. She needed to get out of that room. The air was getting a bit heavy and whenever that happened, in true Gilmore fashion, she ran. Just before exiting though, she sent a wink Logan's way and almost laughed at the gaping look on his face. Rory wasn't going to make this easy for him and, it seemed without actually attempting to, they had started a game of cat and mouse.

Following Finn downstairs it wasn't a minute before Logan was on her other side, his shirt rebuttoned.

"Trying to kill me Ace?" Logan whispered in her ear.

"I just love Truth or Dare," Rory answered with a sly smile.

"Well then let the games begin," Logan answered as they neared the group. Rory didn't know half of the people in the circle but she recognized a few of them. Steph and Colin were sitting close, Hannah was opposite them, and the perpetually charming Robert sat to their left. The circle expanded as they made room for Logan, Finn, and Rory.

"The fun can begin," Finn announced as he entered the group. Shots were placed in front of Rory.

"Shots?" Rory leaned toward Logan.

"You really think Finn would let us play Truth or Dare without alcohol," Logan laughed.

"True," Rory conceded.

"Okay here are the rules, if you don't do the challenge you have to take a shot. If you do, then the person who challenged you has to take a shot," Finn announced.

And so the game began. It started innocently enough. Plenty of truths like what was the story of you're first kiss and stupid dares like making Finn sit on Robert's lap. Though Rory had to admit she was a little jealous when Logan had agreed to let Hannah do a short, fully clothed lap dance for him as per Colin's dare. She didn't want to think about Logan with anyone else, especially the black haired, confident beauty. The game continued and before she knew it, Steph was calling on her.

"Rory, truth or dare?" Steph asked her this. Remembering Logan and Hannah and feeling bold from copious amounts of tequila, she said dare for the first time.

"Let Finn do a body shot off of you," Steph laughed at the look on Rory's face. Expecting her to down her own shot, everyone was surprised when she moved to stand up only wobbling a bit.

"Fine. C'mere Finn." Finn, too drunk to realize that this was Rory, the girl who was like his little sister and so obviously in love with Logan. He saw nothing but a hot girl and so was fully ready to take advantage of getting to do a body shot off of a hot girl. Rory sexily walked over to Finn, making sure to make Logan drool. She crouched down to Finn's level while Finn took a shot into his hand.

"Where would you like it doll?" Finn asked.

"I never thought you'd be the indecisive type, Finny," Rory mocked.

Smirking, Finn licked a couple inches above Rory's cleavage as she took a lime into her mouth.

Sprinkling salt onto the area he had just licked, he preceded to lick off the salt, take the shot, and then come dangerously close to Rory's face as he retrieved the lime. If looks could kill, Logan would've killed Finn. His eyes never left the pair and when they were finished he noticed his hands clenched by his side ready to punch Finn. He had to remind himself that he had no claim over her. Rory got up and returned to her seat next to Logan.

"Quite a show there Ace," Logan said when she sat down. Was that jealously she detected in his voice? She was too drunk to tell, then again so was he.

"Jealous?" Rory bodly mocked.

"Well we did determine earlier that Finn was my type," Logan smirked.

She couldn't believe what the night had come to. She cried harder when she realized she had been licked by Finn. A couple of shots later and the game had ended. Everyone had done things they would obviously regret in the morning but at that moment neither of them had cared as they went straight back to Logan's bedroom. Rory remembered nothing but wanting to wash the thoughts of Logan and Hannah from her mind. Their mouths had immediately connected once the door was closed and she succumbed to her feelings from before.

"Enjoy Finn?" Asked Logan in a rough voice as his own mouth trailed over the area that Finn had previously put salt on. He skirted around the spot, and continued his move southward to suck on her skin a few inches below the spot Finn had put his mouth on. His mouth reached the top of her bra and she moaned.

"Enjoy Hannah?" Rory countered, grounding her hips into his, willing him to forget his lap dance. They both continued to tease each other, willing the other to forget everyone else in the universe. Before they knew it, they were naked save for their underwear.

"Are you sure about this Rory?" They had been playing around before, but Rory knew that once they were in nothing there would be no turning back. The last thing Logan wanted to do was take advantage.

She just nodded into his mouth, hooking her thumbs into the side of his boxers. Though she had done more shots then she could count, she suddenly felt completely sober.

"Rory, Are you sure?" Logan needed to hear it come straight from her mouth while his sucking lips began to move lower on her body.

"I just want to know what it would be like...."

And that's how Rory had ended up here, on the bathroom floor in nothing but a sheet, crying and replaying in her mind what had happened. They had succumbed to each other so easily and taken things way too fast. He was her best mistake.

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