AN: Hi guy's sorry for taking so long with this chapter, a lot has happened since I put the last chapter up, some good, some bad. The good part is that I'm on holiday's, infact I'm in New York posting this chapter. YAY! As always, a big thank you to my beaters. Read and enjoy!!!
Dinner had been nowhere as eventful as the pre-dinner drinks. Emily had spent most of the meal trying to convince Rory and Logan to get married prior to the birth of their child. But Rory had stuck to her guns. The only real disruption came when Richard had stormed out of his office, stood in the entry to the dining room and declared he had the solution, "You will get married and that's that!"
Rory had looked up from her meal and shared a look with her mother. "Ahh! Grandpa, Logan and I are already engaged."
Richard looked at Rory, "Well… that's good." Richard gave Logan one last dirty look and then stormed back into his office, slamming the door behind him. That was the last they saw of him.
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The drive from the Gilmore's had been spent in relative silence, Rory tried once or twice to start a conversation but Logan was non-responsive. He had been acting odd since dinner and Rory was clueless as to the reason why.
Rory hadn't noticed they were in Stars Hollow until they pulled up behind Lorelai's Jeep in the drive way of her childhood home. It was strange how Rory was already distancing herself from Stars Hollow. She kept using terms like, "where I grew up" and "my childhood home." Rory hoped that one day she would be able to come back to this place and call it home once again, but for the moment her future lay in California.
Logan had turned off the ignition and popped the trunk of the car, but he just sat in the car. He didn't move.
Rory felt a need to fill the silence again, hoping that this time Logan would talk. "So, was tonight as bad for you as it was for me?" Rory waited for Logan to answer, none was forthcoming. Rory needed to get Logan to talk; she needed to know what was wrong. And she felt the overwhelming need to apologize, "I'm sorry." Rory whispered the words.
"You have nothing to be sorry about," Logan answered but still not looking at Rory. Sounding so cold and distant, his words were not reassuring.
"Really? Because this all feels like my fault."
"How do you figure that?"
"I don't know… maybe I missed taking a pill or something." Rory knew she had not missed a pill, but it didn't stop her from feeling responsible for getting pregnant.
Despite Logan's reassurance that what the Huntzbergers had said meant nothing, and that she shouldn't let their words affect her, they had indeed affected her. How could the words not? Everything they had said echoed Rory's innermost fears. She knew if there had been no baby and, if she and Logan had found a way to heal the hurt and pain that they both had inflicted to each other, their families would have been much more accepting. But with a baby on the way, Rory looked like nothing more than a manipulative bitch who was using a child as a way of securing her future.
"Yeah and maybe I ripped a condom, hell maybe I forgot to put one on. Or maybe we are just in the lucky point zero one percent that contraception didn't work for. It doesn't matter why or who, it doesn't make a difference to me or how I feel about you and the baby." Even though Logan meant the words, he couldn't say them like he meant them. He was so confused and hurt by Rory's behavior and it was starting to dampen his enthusiasm.
"I feel like I have trapped you in this." Rory felt like she was setting herself up to be the martyr, as much as it would kill her, if Logan wasn't happy she was going to give him a way out at that moment.
"You're right I do feel trapped." Rory swallowed hard as Logan voiced her worst fear. "I feel like I'm trapped with someone who doesn't really want this." Logan didn't look at Rory, he kept looking dead ahead, his jaw was set as if he was grinding his teeth. "Well? Do you want this?"
Rory was confused. Was Logan talking about whether she really wants the baby? "Want what?"
Logan still didn't look at Rory; he knew that if he looked at her his resolve to talk would falter. "Us, Rory. Do you really want us?" Logan regretted that he had been mad at Honor for not supporting him more; he was starting to think she was right and it was killing him. At that point in time, Logan didn't believe there were any words that Rory could say that would make him believe her.
"Logan, God yes! How can you even ask me that?"
For the first time that day, Rory sounded sure of herself and it was that sound of certainty that finally caused Logan to turn and face her; could Rory really not know how she had been acting? Logan was starting to think tonight was one big show of unity, so, the news of the baby wouldn't sound so…bad. "Because your hand was shaking when I put the ring on your finger, and something was off at the airport, all during dinner you were so adamant that we would not be getting married until after the birth." Logan's hand gripped the steering wheel tighter, his knuckles turned white with the strain of his grip. "And you won't talk to me about anything serious; you won't make any plans for the future with me. You're still second guessing us. I told you that I was here no matter what. Why did you say yes if you don't mean it?"
Rory was stunned, she had no idea that she had been behaving like she didn't have faith in them. "Logan, I mean it, I love you."
"Yeah, but you don't love me enough to get married right away." Logan opened the car door and slammed it behind him; the car shook with the force.
Rory was in shock, he wasn't supposed to walk away from her, and they had promised one another that they wouldn't do this. Rory got out of the car to find Logan walking down the driveway, away from the house. "Logan?" She said his name as a question.
Logan looked back; with only the illumination from the porch light, he could clearly see her tear stained face. "I'm not leaving you, Rory, I'm not breaking my promise, but I don't want to say something that I would regret. I'll be back in a couple of hours." Rory was oddly impressed with Logan. He had really grown up and matured. The Logan from just a few months ago would have walked away without a word, without an explanation. For once Logan was the one ahead in the maturity stakes and Rory was the one running to catch up. Maybe Rory had underestimated Logan. All this time she had been waiting for him to show his true feelings in regards to her pregnancy and their reconciliation, but maybe, just maybe, every reaction Logan had was in fact him showing Rory how he really felt.
Rory watched as Logan turned away from her and started making his way back down the driveway, she watched him until he turned the corner and was out of sight. Rory didn't know what to do, should she go after him? Or let him cool off? Rory had promised herself she would never let Logan walk away from her again, but Logan said that he wasn't leaving her, just that he needed some space and time. Surely, giving him that didn't count as letting him walk away.
In a daze, Rory walked up the steps leading to the front door, the boards of the porch creaked under her weight, normally these small details would be comforting, but with her whole world falling apart Rory found nothing comforting about being in her mother's house. Everything had gone so horribly wrong. Rory felt hollow, like a part of her was missing. She was all too familiar with the feeling; it was the same one Rory had been living with since Logan had walked away from her at Yale.
Lorelai came walking in from the kitchen, "So, tonight for our viewing pleasure we have, Three Men and a Baby, Look Whose Talking followed by The Omen and if we have more time, the Macaulay Culkin classic The Good Son." Lorelai looked up from her reading of the movie titles to see Rory just standing in the living room, her face pale and ghostlike. "Rory, what happened?"
"I don't know." Rory's voice was barely audible, almost as if she didn't say it too loud it wouldn't happen. "I think that maybe Logan and I might be breaking up."
Lorelai didn't understand because for her, Rory and Logan had been so... together earlier in the evening, "What do you mean?"
"Logan said that he doesn't believe that this is what I want."
"That's crazy! You sounded so sure on the phone when you told me. Why would you have bothered with tonight if you weren't sure? Has something changed?"
"I was sure... I am sure; it's just that I feel like we are moving so fast." Rory hesitated again; she didn't know how to voice her fears. "What if I get scared and run. I don't want to run from Logan."
"Oh! Man. This is my fault." Lorelai took Rory's hands in her own and led her to the couch. Lorelai put the movies down on the coffee table and sat down on the couch, she patted the seat next to her, indicating that Rory should join her.
Rory reluctantly sat next to her Mom, "It's not your fault, Mom."
"Yes, it is. I was not a good role model for you over the years when it came to the whole love and commitment thing. I never really stopped to think about how it would affect you." Lorelai passed the box of tissues that had been sitting on the coffee table to Rory.
Rory accepted the offered tissues - blew her noise noisily and wiped her tears away. "Mom, I'm a big girl, I make my own decision."
"I know you make your own decisions. But I also know my opinion influences your decisions a lot. Answer me this, if it wasn't for me would you have said yes to Logan the first time?" Lorelai had always had a fear that her opinion of Logan had effected Rory's decision to turn down the proposal the first time.
Lorelai's fears had only grown after the break-up; Rory had not been doing well the past few weeks. Lorelai knew from personal experience that break-ups were hard, but what Rory had been going through was more akin to grieving. Lorelai had initially dealt with her concerns by pointing out that it was Logan who had made the decision to end the relationship. But as Rory has slipped further and further into her melancholy, Lorelai began to think the true cause of Rory's pain was not that Logan had broken up with her, but that she had said 'no' to Logan in the first place.
"I don't know." Rory took her time in answering the question; she didn't know the answer off the top of her head. "I knew you didn't want me to get married so young... but that's not why I said no."
"Then why did you say no?"
"I told you, I would never have taken this job if I was engaged." Rory answered, almost like she was on auto pilot.
"Job shmob." Lorelai had heard this answer so many times from Rory that she knew it was not the whole truth. "Why did you really say no?"
Rory took the time to think why she had really said no to Logan. Her mother was right - the job excuse was not the truth, Rory knew that. Under the steady gaze of her mother, Rory finally felt safe enough to voice her deepest and darkest fear. "I thought that it would hurt less, if we broke up before getting married."
"But Logan asked you to marry him, that's the exact opposite of a break…up...." Lorelai's voice trailed off as she had finally figured out Rory's real motivation behind saying 'no'. "So, you saying no was an act of self-preservation? You thought that since there is no way the relationship would last that it would be better to lose a boyfriend than a husband?"
Rory nodded, she knew that the logic behind her decision was suspect, but since when have logic and matters of the heart gone hand in hand? Rory tried to rationalize her thoughts, "Look at how much hurt there always is once marriage gets involved. Look at you. Everything was always fine for you before marriage got in the way. I didn't want marriage to get in the way, I liked the way Logan and I were."
'Oh boy,' Lorelai thought. Her love life did not set a good example for Rory. It had been way crappier and way more influential than she had first thought. "Rory, everything wasn't fine for me before marriage. I was not fine, I was so lonely, and I wanted someone to share my life with. I wanted someone to help ease the burden. I want the commitment that comes with marriage, but I'm so screwed up that it's taking me a few people to work through my issues."
Lorelai had spent a lot of time working, figuring out what had gone wrong with her love life. "With Max, I didn't know how to let him in and how to share you with him. Then Luke, he loved you, I'd spent all this time looking for someone who would accept us as a package, and here was this amazing man right in front of me, but he didn't know how to let me in. Then your dad, he was the illusion of the package, who doesn't want to be with the father of their kid? But I was forcing it. I was hurting so much that I used Christopher to help fill the void that Luke had left. It wasn't right or fair but it's the truth."
Rory listened to her Mom, she knew all of this, and she had helped her Mom work some of this stuff out. Rory desperately wanted to learn from her mother's mistakes, and as much as Rory liked how similar she and her mother were, there were some things that Rory did not want to replicate. "I don't want to lose Logan… but what if I do something wrong? What if I'm not enough for him to stay?" Rory bit her bottom lip as she waited for her mother to give her reassuring words.
"Oh! Rory," Lorelai's heart broke at her daughter's confession - Rory didn't have commitment issues, she had abandonment issues, damn Christopher. Lorelai pulled Rory into her arms, "Rory, you are enough. You were never the reason that your Dad didn't stay. Your father had to sort out his own life before he could be there for you."
"I know," and Rory did know, but it didn't stop her from feeling that it was her own shortcomings that prevented men from staying in her life. "I'm just so scared that I want to run before I can get hurt."
"Aww… sweetie, you are going to be as big as a house soon, you won't be running anywhere."
"I'm serious, I don't want to run. I wanted things to stay the way they were. I felt safe there."
"Rory, things shouldn't stay the way they are just because you're scared of change. Some really amazing things can happen when you are open to change."
Rory heard what her mother had said, but it was hard to put it into perspective.
Lorelai could see Rory struggle with what she had said. Rory was dealing with so much that it was going to take time to process any advice she was given. Lorelai feared that time and Logan was not on Rory's side.
"I know how scary the unknown is. And now is probably one of the scariest times of your life not just with Logan but also with the baby. Being a Mom is the hardest thing I've ever done, so you have something to be scared about. But you can't let your fear push you into making the wrong decision. You, Rory Gilmore, are a strong, independent woman; you are the most level-headed person I know. Think about what you really want, let go of everything else and just think about what you want."
Rory took a moment to do what her mother had suggested. She closed her eyes and let go of her fears and doubts and asked herself the question, "What do I want?" The answer came to her almost immediately, "I want Logan, and I want to marry him." Rory opened her eyes to the sight of her nodding mother.
"Then I think you need to tell Logan that. I think that you need to tell him everything else as well."
Rory nodded, she knew her mother was right and now that she had voiced her deepest fears, they didn't seem so frightening any more. The only thing that was really petrifying was the prospect of not being able to convince Logan to believe her. She knew that as long as she had him by her side everything else would work out just fine.
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Rory found herself walking the town of Stars Hollow. She wasn't looking for Logan; she had decided to give him the time that he said he needed. Time shouldn't cause worry or anxiety; time was just that, time. It wouldn't change how Rory felt about Logan, and Rory reasoned that if Logan had stuck with her this far, a few more hours would not affect the longevity of their being together.
Now that Rory knew what she wanted, she could finally enjoy the quiet streets of Stars Hollow. The comfort she had been longing for could finally be found in the town she would always want to call home.
Rory approached the foot bridge crossing the lake, in the moonlight she could see this was where Logan had found his place for solitude. She debated for a moment on whether to leave him be, or to talk to him. Rory decided that since she had found him by pure chance, she would take it as a sign that they were ready to talk.
Logan didn't look up as Rory walked on the bridge, her shoes making a soft thud with each step. Rory spoke before she reached Logan. "Logan, it's not you or us that I doubt. I doubt me; I don't even think that doubt is the right word. It's just that every time something happens, like you putting the ring on my finger, I'm just waiting for this to fall apart." By the time Rory had finished she was standing next to Logan, she pointed to the spot next to Logan, silently asking for permission to sit down.
Logan shrugged his shoulders; it was a free world, Rory didn't need his permission to sit down. Logan watched as Rory sat down next to him, she left enough room so they would not accidently touch.
Logan looked closely at Rory's face - she had been crying, but she seemed calm now. "I don't know what you want me to say, Rory. I have no hesitation when I think about you and us and our future. This just feels so right to me, but then you go and do little things that make me doubt that you have made the right decision."
Rory felt it was time to trust Logan with her greatest fear, but her courage wasn't strong enough for her to look him in the eye. Instead she cast her gaze out over the lake; she watched the moonlight dance across the water. "Logan, I've never been enough for a guy to stay before and I don't see how I'm going to be enough to keep you. A girl can only be left so many times before she decides that running and self-preservation is better than being hurt again."
Logan's eyes followed Rory's, even as Rory's confession hung in the air, Logan could recognize the beauty and charm of Stars Hollow. Logan wanted to say to Rory that she would always be enough for him, but he was distracted by a wave of overwhelming guilt, "And my walking away from you at Yale only fed that fear."
"No, Logan," Rory could see that Logan was going to put the blame of May on his own shoulders. "This is not your fault. I let you walk away… I let my fear rule me."
"Rory, if you are feeling all of this, how can you be sure that you have made the right decision?"
"Logan, I made the right decision when I said yes to you. I don't want to spend my life with anyone else."
"But just a few weeks ago you were telling me no, other than the baby, what's changed?"
That was an excellent question and Rory could only hope that her answer would satisfy Logan. "I've changed. Last May I thought that it would be easier to lose you as my boyfriend than as my husband. But I've learned that it will never ever be easy losing you, but losing you over something ridiculous like my own abandonment issues is very stupid."
"So, you think that we are doomed, that we can't make it?" Logan felt angry, how could Rory have so little faith in them? "Or are you waiting for me to screw up and leave you?"
"No! I'm scared that I'm going to screw up and run so that you don't have the chance to leave me. I don't want to lose you and I know that me feeling this way is driving a wedge between us, but I don't know how to stop feeling like this… "
Logan had no idea what he had done to make Rory feel so insecure, "Rory, I don't know what more I can do to convince you that I love you and that I don't want to go anywhere."
"Logan, you're already doing everything you can. Just keep being there for me, don't let me down and don't let me run.
"So, am I supposed to block the doorway if it seems like you're going to bolt? I don't want to keep you with me if it's not where you want to be."
"That's what I'm trying to tell you, Logan, I don't want to run, I'm where I belong. I want you forever but apparently my silly abandonment issues are making me do strange things. "
Logan let these words sink in, "You're not silly, Rory." Logan felt guilty - here Rory was sharing with him her darkest fears and all he could think about was his own insecurities. It seemed so tactless for him to ask his question now, but Rory seemed prepared to talk, if he didn't ask now, who knew when Rory would be open to talking again. "What if I asked you to marry me right now? What if I said that it was a deal breaker?" Logan was really asking the question not because it was something he was going to insist on, but he need to hear the answer, he needed to truly understand how committed Rory was to them.
Rory didn't need time to answer, "There is a priest who lives some ten-minute walking distance from here. I don't think he'll appreciate a house call at this time of night, but I'm game if you are." Rory didn't hesitate, her wanting to delay the wedding had nothing to do with her faith in their relationship.
Logan looked at her in disbelief, "You're serious?"
Rory nodded her head, "Yeah, maybe we could bribe him with cake."
"If you're prepared to marry me now, why are you insisting on waiting?"
"Because I don't want to get married in this turmoil. I don't want the break-up tainting us. I hurt you, Logan, I know that and I know that that doesn't heal overnight, or just because I'm pregnant. I do want to marry you more than anything else in the world, I want to say yes and when we say I do, I want it to be perfect…That's if you still want to marry me. I've recently become aware that I come with an interesting array of baggage, I would understand if I am too messy for you to handle."
Logan took a moment to answer, Rory watched his face as the weight of her words settled in, and she just hoped he would give her the answer she desperately needed. "I still want you, Ace. I think that no matter what, I'm always going to want you, but are you sure you want to marry me?"
Rory took his hand in hers; it was the first physical contact they had had since leaving her grandparents' place. Rory squeezed Logan's hand tight. "You jump, I jump, Jack."
Logan smiled at the phrase. It meant more to him than Rory would ever know. She had showed such trust in him that day, more than anyone before, not because he talked her into doing something stupid. He had been talking people, particularly women, into doing stupid things for a long time. People had always done the things Logan had asked because they wanted something from him - his money, his connections, and his body. But Rory had wanted nothing but his assistance to be able to write an article for the school paper and by the time of the jump she had her story. She'd had all the information she needed by that point, but she had trusted him enough to allow him to take her out of her comfort zone, and jumped from a seven-story height for no other reason than the fact that she trusted him.
Logan smirked at Rory, "Well if you insist, Ace." Logan held onto Rory's hand tighter, shifted his weight and dropped down into the water, taking Rory with him.
When Rory broke the surface of the water, it was to the sound of Logan's laughter, Rory turned to face him. "Logan Huntzberger, you just ruined my dress!" Rory then splashed his face with water, she wasn't really mad at him. He believed her, that's all that mattered.
Logan ignored her splashing hands and swam forward taking Rory in his arms, his legs kicking enough to keep them both afloat. "I'll buy you a new dress." Logan whispered in Rory's ear, she stopped her splashing and snaked her arms around his neck.
"But I really liked this dress." Rory's body settled in even closer to Logan.
"I'll buy you two dresses then."
Rory kicked her legs gently, she could feel her shoes slip off her feet and sink to the bottom of the lake, she brought her lips close to Logan's, "And my shoes?"
Logan kissed Rory's nose, "Shoes, too, Ace."
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Lorelai was upstairs in her bedroom when she heard Rory and Logan come home. They had entered the house noisily, their voices full of laughter and joy. Lorelai felt like a weight had been lifted from her shoulders at the sound of their happiness. Lorelai dearly hoped she would never have to pick up the pieces of Rory's broken heart if Logan and Rory could not make it work.
Lorelai thought it was truly amazing that Rory had found the one at such a young age and it was even more amazing that Rory recognized it and she was brave enough to go out and get it. Lorelai was jealous Rory had that; Lorelai knew if it didn't work this time with Luke, she will have missed her chance at love.
After a while, Lorelai decided that Rory and Logan had been too quiet for too long, she headed downstairs and investigated. Lorelai crashed into the luggage that had been dumped in the hallway, the only thing that stopped her from ending up on her ass was the fact that she crashed into the wall. If Lorelai caught them doing something dirty she was sooo going to embarrass them for the rest of their lives.
Lorelai walked into the kitchen, shocked to find Rory and Logan, soaking wet and engaged in… a thumb war?
"What on earth are the two of you doing?"
Rory waved her free hand at her Mom, "Shhh, you'll break my concentration."
And that was exactly what happened, for the next moment, Logan pinned Rory's thumb down and counted to three. After Rory could not set her thumb free Logan stood up, his chair sent cluttering to the floor, he raised his arms in victory. "I win! I am the champion of the world and you, Rory Gilmore, will be sleeping in the bed."
Rory crossed her arms over her chest and pouted.
Lorelai looked at the two in confusion. Why wouldn't they both be taking the bed? It was obvious that Rory and Logan had worked out a lot of their issues that had been apparent by the laughter that had announced their arrival back home, so with them being together there was no need for someone to take the couch. "Okay, I don't get it."
Logan composed himself and turned to Lorelai. "I told Rory that she should take the bed and I'll take the trundle, we couldn't settle it with words so we settle it with a death match."
Rory pointed her finger at Logan, "The only reason you won was because of outside interference."
Logan looked back at Rory, he couldn't keep the smug smile off his face, "Hey, we were both subjected to the same conditions."
"I hate to break up this display of maturity, but have either of you actually looked in the bedroom."
The blank stare the pair gave Lorelai was answer enough; Lorelai walked over to Rory's childhood bedroom and opened the door. There, crammed into the middle of the room was a double bed. "I borrowed it from Babette; I thought you might be more comfortable like this as long as you promise no shenanigans, tom foolery or hokey pokey."
Rory rolled her eyes, "Mom."
Lorelai put up her hands in mock surrender, "You're right, you're right, Bubbe is a little late in giving that kind of advice."
Logan had no idea how he should react to Lorelai talking about sex, so he stuck to his original victory plan, hoping they would not drag him into their conversation. "Well, I'll leave you girls to talk while I take a quick shower."
Rory watched Logan as he walked down the hallway and into the bathroom.
Lorelai laughed at the doe-eyed look Rory had on her face; Rory looked up at her Mom when she heard her laugh.
"What?"
"Nothing… So, do I want to know why both of you are wet?"
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Rory opened her bedroom door quietly trying not to wake Logan. After her shower Rory had filled her Mom in on everything that had happened at the Huntzberger's, she was now emotionally and physically tired.
Rory tiptoed around the bed and slipped between the sheets. Logan was fast asleep with his back towards her side of the bed. Rory was just about asleep when Logan rolled towards her, his body spooned against hers. Logan wrapped his arm around Rory's waist and pulled her in closer to him. Rory took a moment to marvel at how well they fit together, this was what contentment really felt like.
Logan buried his face in the nape of Rory's neck, he breathed in deep, Rory's scent overwhelming his senses. Logan's hand started to caress her stomach.
"Logan," Rory smiled she knew what Logan was up to.
"What?" Logan faked ignorance but his hand increased its movements.
"Logan, stop. We're not going to have sex in my mother's house."
Logan whispered in Rory's ear, "That didn't seem to be an issue last time we were here."
Rory shivered at the feeling of Logan's warm breath on her ear, she was so distracted that for a moment she couldn't think, she had been sure of her logic until Logan had reminded her of their last stay in this room. The moment of fuzziness did not last long. "Well, that's because my mother wasn't asleep upstairs."
Logan settled in even closer to Rory, she could feel the beginning of his erection pressing against her ass. "Come on, Ace, we'll be quiet. It will be just like back in college, we can pretend Paris is in the other room."
"Logan, no." Rory didn't sound convincing in her protests, she didn't even attempt to move away from him.
Logan slipped his hand under Rory's tank top; he caressed his way up her torso. Logan kissed the back of Rory's neck, "Please." Logan kissed Rory's neck again; his lips lingered on her skin longer this time, "Please." Logan worked his hand higher up her body and finally cupped her breast, massaging it. He planted another kiss on Rory's neck and whispered, "Please." Logan felt Rory's breathing start to deepen, her body relaxed in his arms. Logan knew he was wearing down Rory's resolve.
Logan moved away from Rory's body but he left his hand on her breast, he gave himself enough room to roll Rory onto her back, he propped his head up with his other hand. Logan stared down at Rory; her eyes looked silver in the moonlight coming though the bedroom window. For a moment the pair didn't do or say anything, they just stared at one another. Rory reached up and caressed Logan's face; she loved the feeling of the stubble growing on his chin and jawline.
Logan leaned down and placed gentle kisses on Rory's neck, chin and cheeks, for the moment he avoided her lips. His hand moved from her breast down to her body, Logan enjoyed the feeling of her smooth, warm skin under his hand. Logan slipped his hand under her pajama shorts and underwear, he slipped his hand all the way down until he could gently play with her smooth nether lips. Logan worked her outer lips until Rory grew frustrated and started rocking her hips, trying to create more stimulation. Finally, Logan slipped his finger into her warm moist folds, he was surprised that she had grown so wet so quickly that Logan knew that he had won.
Logan waited until Rory started to make a soft purring sound before he finally kissed her lips. It was a long slow kiss. Logan pulled away from the kiss and gazed down at Rory. Her eyes were closed and he could see her skin was flushed, he whispered for what he knew would be the final time that night. "Please." Logan stilled the motion of his hand that was resting between her legs.
Rory's eyes fluttered open after she realized Logan was no longer stimulating her. She looked up at him; his warm chocolate eyes were full of lust and need. Logan looked down into her eyes and could no longer see any doubt or hesitation. At last he was seeing the real Rory, the Rory that was sure of who she was and what she wanted.
Rory found she no longer had the strength of will to deny Logan, so she answered Logan's final please, not with words but with action. Rory reached up, with both hands and pulled Logan down to her and crushed their lips together. One of Rory's hands left Logan's neck and ventured down his naked chest and abs, her nails scratching lightly at his skin.
Logan withdrew his hand from between Rory's legs and cupped her face with both of his hands. Logan slowed the kiss down, making it softer; he gently took Rory's bottom lip between his lips and caressed it. Logan only broke the kiss when he reached down and pulled the tank top off Rory's body.
Logan sat up and placed both of his hands on Rory's hips and started to pull her shorts and underwear off. Rory lifted her hips to help Logan in his efforts. Logan threw the clothing across the room so it could join the tank top on the floor.
Logan took a moment to admire Rory as she laid naked on the sheets, her body bathed in the moonlight. She looked so beautiful, from the swell of her breast, her still flat stomach, the curve of her hips and her long creamy legs. Logan was looking forward to watching Rory's body change as their child grew within her. He hoped she would be joining him soon in Palo Alto. He didn't want to miss any moment of the pregnancy, Rory's job-circumstances permitting.
Rory watched as the color of Logan's eyes changed with his thoughts. At first they had shown nothing but lust, but then they softened and his lust gave way to something deeper. Rory sat up and cupped Logan's face, his eye's stayed on her flat stomach until she kissed him. Rory drew back from the kiss and found Logan looking into her eyes, there was no need for words any more. The night had been full of words, some good and some bad. Rory felt they had shared all of the words they needed for one night; it was time for them to reaffirm their love for each other, physically.
Rory leaned in again and kissed Logan long and slow, Rory groaned as Logan's tongue entered her mouth, she straddled his lap and felt Logan's silk encased erection brush against her stomach. Logan groaned at the contact. Rory ran her hands over Logan's warm back; she ran her fingers down his spine until Rory's hand touched the silk of Logan's boxers. Rory slid her hands under the waist band, her hands rested on the top of his ass.
Logan lifted his hips giving Rory enough room to slid her hands lower down his ass, her palms cupped his cheeks fully now, she squeezed his muscled ass before she went to the task of removing Logan's only piece of clothing.
Once Rory had finished undressing him she went back to straddling his waist. Logan placed his hands on Rory's hips and lifted her up; he positioned his head at her entrance. Rory looked down at Logan as she slowly settled her weight down on Logan's thick, hard penis. They hadn't done enough foreplay for Rory to be taking Logan within her so soon, but she enjoyed the feeling of pain as her body stretched to accommodate him. Logan could feel his thickness catching on Rory's walls.
Once Rory had taken Logan all the way within her, she stilled her movements. She took a moment to enjoy the feeling of being full. The feeling of their naked bodies pressed together.
Logan rested his hands on Rory's hips, guiding her movements as she started to rock her body up and down his penis. The more Rory moved the better it felt, the deep ache within her body gave way to waves of pleasure.
Logan's breathing started to deepen as Rory's entrance grew wetter and more open. Logan found Rory's lips again and he kissed her deeply, his tongue stroked Rory's, the action mimicked what was happening below their waists.
Rory broke the kiss when she started to have problems breathing; she buried her face in curve of Logan's neck and shoulder. Her hands wrapped around his body, one hand rested on Logan's back the other found the nape of his neck.
Logan took a couple of deep breaths trying to calm himself, in this position Rory always felt incredibly tight, she could bring him so quickly from this angle. The only disadvantage was that Rory never got the same amount of stimulation as Logan, she would not come in this position and Logan, who had never been a selfish lover, would see to it that Rory would come.
Logan moved one hand from Rory's hip and ran it up her back and along the arm that was wrapped around his neck. Logan drew Rory's hand forward; he ran his lips over her wrist and fingers, until Rory lifted her head up and met his eyes. Once Logan could see that he had her full attention he moved Rory's hand down between their joined bodies until Rory's fingers brushed her own center. Rory shuddered at the sensation.
Logan had to guide Rory's fingers at first; she had always been reluctant at pleasuring herself in front of him. Logan found it endearing that the woman who had taken him within every orifice of her body, was self-conscious about letting him watch her pleasure herself.
Rory let her inhibitions fall away and she took over pleasuring herself, she leaned away from Logan's body changing the angle and intensifying the sensation of Logan moving within her body. Rory started taking in shaky breaths as she drew closer to coming.
Logan felt the moment Rory came, she stopped breathing and her muscles pulsed around his hard penis. Logan pulled Rory back, flush against his sweat covered body, her hard nipples rubbed against his chest. Logan let his control go, and came deep within Rory's body, he held her tight, and waited for them to both come back down to earth.
Logan laid back taking Rory with him, his penis still lodged deep within her. Rory rested her head on Logan's shoulder; she could feel his heart thundering in his chest, vibrating along her own body, matching her own heart beat.
Logan waited for both of their hearts to calm down and for their breathing to come under control before he rolled over and laid Rory down. He withdrew his still semi-erect penis from Rory. His penis was covered with their combined fluids which cooled on his skin in the air-conditioned room. The sensation sent a shiver up his spine.
Sex without a condom was always so much more messy and intimate than sex with one. Rory was the first girl Logan had slept with without protection since he was a stupid teenager.
Logan had a scare when he was sixteen. One of his one-night stands had become pregnant. At the time, she had sworn she was on the pill, but after the event she confessed she was not. Thankfully, Logan had not been the father, but after that incident, Logan had actually paid heed to his father's words that no unexpected heirs were to be brought into the family.
The words had stuck until Rory had come into his life. Logan trusted that Rory would never use him like that. Logan knew Rory becoming pregnant had nothing to do with them being remiss in using contraception. They may not have always used a condom but Logan had never seen Rory miss a pill, even when traveling, Rory would set her alarm so that she would take the pill at the same time regardless of the time zone they were in. This pregnancy was meant to be, this child ensured that Logan and Rory would always have a connection now. They would be forced to work things out no matter what.
Logan knew a child would not solve the problems of a relationship, but a child would force them to deal with their problems instead of walking away from them.
Logan kissed Rory's lips and drew slowly away from her. He was reluctant to lose contact with her, but he knew Rory would not want to be naked in her mother's house longer than necessary.
Logan retrieved their clothing from the floor; Logan slipped his boxers back on before making his way back to Rory. He knelt on the bed and motioned for Rory to sit up. Rory sat up; her body still tingled with the aftershocks of her orgasm. Rory let Logan dress her - there was something incredibly intimate about allowing Logan to dress her, it was more intimate than his undressing her. Logan placed random kisses on her body before her skin was covered with clothing.
Once Rory was fully clothed, Logan lifted the crumpled sheets, motioning for Rory to get under. When Rory was safely under the blankets, Logan joined her, he drew Rory in against his body, and the pair fell into a deep and restful sleep.