Ok well I think I'm going to try to get these stories to you at least once a week (hopefully), especially if these continue to be this long.
I'm glad you all liked what I did with the last chapter. I hope you all don't think that's the last talk these two will have... but it won't be anytime soon.
Please keep sending in reviews. I love reading them and they make me want to get on the computer at the end of my long day and type even if it's the last thing I really feel like doing. Anyway I hope you like this chapter.
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Eleven
Morning at the Office
LOGAN HUNTZBERGER: Working from the Post-Daily this week. Should be fun.
I arrived early to the Chicago Post-Daily offices, thoroughly surprising the poor receptionist Jamie. She quickly showed me back to the office that I would be using and got me a cup of coffee despite my saying I was fine. She apologized several times for no one being there to greet me and went back to the front desk where I assumed she would immediately pick up the phone to call Martin Lewis and tell him that I had arrived. I smiled at the thought of his being flustered.
I looked out into the newsroom of the Post-Daily. It was typical of a large newspaper; an open space littered with cubicles and desks and offices surrounding the exterior. I decided to walk the area while it was still quiet. Despite my seemingly ambivalent behavior to journalism during my days at the Yale Daily News, I have grown to love the feel and energy of a bustling newsroom.
It appeared as though not only had I beat Martin Lewis but also the entire staff as well. I noticed that may of the desks were spotless and others had large piles stacked everywhere and some looked as they had begun to clean off their desks but stopped half way through the process. It appeared that someone had instructed the staff to clean but then were abruptly told to stop. I wonder who gave them that tip I mused.
My thoughts wandered to Rory and the discussion we had had the previous evening. I had a fairly sleepless night with thoughts of Rory running through my head. We had put all of our thoughts and feelings all out on the table and we were in a good place, friends again, but I was still left with an uneasy feeling. I couldn't believe some of the things I had said to her, asked her, and the things she had told me in return.
Then I almost ruined it all by nearly kissing her. I almost kissed her.
When she had admitted she hadn't been in a serious relationship because she was waiting for someone to make her feel the way I had, it felt like something inside me reignited. She had always been like a magnet to me, always drawing me in, and it was like that magnet had been turned right back on with her admission.
I knew I had been the one to suggest we should just be friends, but now I wondered if that was even possible. Maybe Rory was right; there really was no going back. If I really looked at our relationship, all the banter that we were so good at was like foreplay, very hot foreplay.
When I had suggested we continue to be just friends, I thought I saw a flash of disappointment on her face. Maybe it was just wishful thinking. After all when I asked her if she wanted more, she quickly said no. Was there a possibility though, that she might want to get back together? Did I even want to get back together?
While some of the nuances that had made us Logan and Rory were still there, I couldn't help but notice that she had changed since we had parted five years ago, but then so had I. I couldn't help but admit that I was excited to find out just how exactly. Would I even have the chance to find out how she had changed?
I continued to wander around aimlessly through the newsroom, looking for nothing in particular just getting acquainted with the layout and finding out where the different departments were located when photographs in one of the cubicles caught my eye. I looked at the name on the outside of the cubicle.
RORY GILMORE
I smiled as I stepped into her space to get a closer look at the photos. There was a photograph of Lorelei, Rory and a little boy all smiling and sticking out their tongues and in the background you could see Luke frowning. Another photo of Rory, Christopher, and Gigi, and the last was a photo of Rory and her grandparents from her graduation day.
I remembered that day. I had been able to get tickets at the last minute and I sat in the back and watched her walk across the stage and turn as her mom stood up and cheered. She had looked so beautiful, despite the cap and gown. Even when she was walking toward me about to break my heart, my first thought had been that she was breathtaking.
I wondered what she thought about when she looked at this photo; if she thought about that day as well; if our break up had ruined the memory of graduation day forever for her.
I heard voices enter the newsroom and I looked at my watch, nearly 8 am, people were starting to arrive. I decided I wanted to grab some coffee and a quick bite to eat before Martin got here. I went downstairs to a coffee shop in the building and ordered 4 coffees and a croissant.
When I got back upstairs, I gave one of the coffees to the receptionist and thanked her for her help and apologized for surprising her. A blush crept up her cheeks and she told me that Martin had arrived and was waiting for me in my office. I just nodded and headed to Rory's desk.
I put the two large cups of coffee down and grabbed a post-it and thought about what to write.
"Excuse me sir, can I help you?"
I looked up and a saw a petite blond haired woman standing behind me trying to see what I was doing. When she saw my face a look of realization seemed to fall over her.
"Oh Mr. Huntzberger. I'm sorry I didn't know it was you." Kate said
Logan raised his brow and looked at her curiously, "and how did you know it was me?"
"I've read some of your articles and it's hard not to find a photo of you in Page Six these days. Plus Rory… uh Ms. Gilmore has a photo of you at her desk."
"Rory has a photo of me?" I ask looking around the small space but not seeing anything.
"Yes it's actually right here," she reaches behind a stack of research papers and pulls a picture frame with a photo of us jumping off the scaffolding at the LBD event. I just stare at that photo remembering that day. That had been when I had admitted to myself that Rory Gilmore was not just another girl.
"Uh you can't even see my face in this photo."
"No not really but I asked Rory about it and she said it was you and she also told me the story behind it, sounded pretty crazy."
"Yeah, a once in a lifetime experience."
"That's exactly what she said." Kate said and I brought my eyes back up from the photo to find her looking at me curiously, "she told me that she kept the photo to remind her you can't be afraid to go after a story and to put yourself in it. She said someone amazing had given her that advice and that's what she did in that moment."
With one last look I put the frame back on her desk behind her research papers.
"Was there something I could help you with Mr. Huntzberger?"
"No I was just dropping off some coffee for her and I was writing a note when you came upon me. Do you know what time she normally comes in, I'd hate for these to get cold?"
"I think Rory… uh I mean Ms. Gilmore should be in soon. She has a busy morning full of meetings so she should be in shortly so her coffee won't get cold."
"Oh ok thank you. I'm sorry I've been rude. I never got your name."
"Oh sorry, I'm Kate, Ms. Gilmore's secretary."
Well it's nice to meet you Kate, and please call me Logan." I say to Kate extending my hand and she shakes it. She just smiled and left me at alone at Rory's desk. I picked up the pen and thought for a moment than scribbled a quick note and put it under one of the coffee cups.
The newsroom had started filling up with people and I could see two figures in the office that I was using so I assumed that Martin was still waiting for me. As I walked back to the office I recognized a familiar man with brown hair and green eyes.
"Drew?"
The man looked up startled and dropped some of the papers he was holding when he saw me. "Mr. Huntzberger, I'm sorry you surprised me." Drew said bending down to pick up the papers he had dropped as I did the same. "It's ok I can get them, you don't have to help."
"Don't worry about it" I said handing him a stack. "And its Logan, not Mr. Huntzberger, remember?"
"Uh yeah of course, it's just that was a social setting and this is the office so I just…"
"Don't worry Drew it makes no difference to me where we're at. Logan is just fine."
"Ok." he says sheepishly.
I look at a pile on his desk and smile, "That looks like a Rory Gilmore stack of research."
He looks at the stack of papers that I'm looking at and blushes slightly, "uh yeah… Rory let me borrow her research on the mayor and the police chief for a story I'm working on right now."
"I thought so. Rory helped me once with an article and she let me see her notes. You can imagine my surprise when she came in with three large stacks of notes divided into three sections." I say smiling.
"Yeah she's uh very thorough." he says uncomfortably.
I nod my head, "well I'll just let you get back to work. I'm sure I'm going to be interrupting your day enough as it is today with my being here. I just saw you and I thought I'd say hello." I say as smile and walk away towards the office.
As I enter, Martin and the Director of the Board George Godwin stand up to greet me.
"Gentlemen" I say shaking both of their hands and sitting behind the desk. One piece of advice my father gave me about business is that if you're the one sitting behind the desk, look serious, make sure they know that you're the boss. I didn't always take this advice when I was meeting with employees, but with men like the two that were sitting in front of me currently, my father's advice was coming in handy.
The moment I sat down after my quick greeting both men started shifting in their seats and apologizing for not being here to greet me.
"Look Martin, George, let's get one thing straight right now," I said throwing on what I had dubbed my Mitchum voice and posture, "I'm here to help you with the problem your paper is having. First with an overhaul of your online media and second, observing your paper for a possible buyout from HPG. I can tell you right now the latter is going to be an uphill battle for you. Your newspaper while good is not great. I understand that while your current owner is having financial problems and our buying this paper would be a steal, decisions have been made lately that have left doubts in both my mind as well as my father's. This is a large paper and it should be amazing but it's not, so while I'm here show me that this paper is a good investment, impress me, but do not try to kiss my ass because I can tell you right now nothing will have me out the door faster than that."
Neither man said anything for a moment but I could see from their pale faces they were surprised and shocked. Martin finally broke the silence but I was only half listening because behind him, I could see from the glass wall, Rory walking through the newsroom with her cell phone against her ear. When she got to her desk, she put her two large bags down on the floor and cradled her cell on her shoulder. I knew exactly when she spotted the coffee because her face changed to a look of complete happiness then to confusion. She lifted one of the cups up to read the note and I watched her face change from confusion to amusement and then she looked up and searched the newsroom until her eyes finally found mine.
She smiled widely and mouthed 'thank you' and brought one of the cups to her lips. I simply gave her a small nod and attempted to turn my attention back to the two men in front of me.
"…you will be meeting with the writers at 8:30, then the Editors, and then imaging and web development department. We have arranged for a secretary to assist you with anything you may need while you're here and…."
"That all sounds fine Martin. Where will my team be working from?"
"Your team?"
"Yes my team. I told you I would be bringing my team to work on the overhaul and to train your team." I saw the blank look on his face and knew he had forgotten. "You do remember I was bringing a team don't you? I mean someone did make hotel reservations for them after all."
"Of course. Uh…when do they arrive?"
"They should be here soon. I believe they were planning on joining me for my meetings with the editors and IT department. Also I would like to say a brief hello to the entire staff if that's ok. Do you think you can arrange for me to do so before the writers' meeting in half an hour?"
"Uh of course. Is there a reason you'd like to call the staff together."
"No I'm just assuming they all know I'm here and I would like to just introduce myself and let them know why I'm here."
"Of course I'll let my secretary know you'd like everyone gathered in 15 minutes or so. Well if you need anything please let me know."
The two men started to back out of the office when I called out to Martin to stay for a moment longer so I could speak to him privately. I looked over to the direction of Rory's desk but I could only see the top of her head. Rory was going to kill me for what I was about to do.
"Rory Gilmore." I said simply my face serious and hard. "You asked her to keep me happy is this correct?"
He paled and I could see the wheels spinning in his head. "I uh…we may have had a discussion along those lines."
"I don't need your explanations I just want to know if you asked her to keep me happy while I was here."
"Yes." he said quickly.
"And during that same discussion did you not offer her a position as a columnist at this paper and then insinuate that that position was contingent on whether or not I was happy while at the Post-Daily."
"I uh... it was more contingent on whether or not you purchased the paper since we wouldn't have the money or even be able to keep running the paper if HPG didn't buy it."
I thought about his words saw the small truth in them. "Before you think that Rory went tattling to me or anything like that, you should know that Rory and I have been friends since college. This was obviously weighing down and bothering her and I coerced it out of her, so if you think reprimanding Ms. Gilmore in any way is called for, you should rethink that idea."
"Of course not, I would never..." Martin stammered.
"I'm sure you're acutely aware of how talented Rory is or you wouldn't have made her the offer you did. Her name has been on the lips of the editors of most of the publications in New York. You have one of the hottest and most buzzed about journalists under your wing and you're treating her like crap. If you're not careful someone may just come by and steal her away from the Post-Daily." I commented then looked him directly in the eye, "someone like me."
I held his gaze for a moment longer then looked down at the stack of papers on my desk, "You should get the staff together."
He got up out of chair and before he was out the door I said, "Oh Martin, I'd hate to find out that you spoke or hinted to Rory about this conversation. I would also hate to have to look for a new Editor in Chief if and when I buy this paper."
He murmured his good-bye and closed the door behind him before I could say anything else.
There was nothing more in the world that I hated then being late for work. Social events, I could care less about being late, but work, not so much.
After a night spent mainly tossing and turning, I finally fell asleep around 4 a.m. and when my alarm went of at 6:30, instead of hitting the snooze button, I shut it off completely and didn't wake up until nearly an hour later. And to top it off, I had forgotten I was out of coffee and it seemed like every coffee shop from my apartment to the Post-Daily building had the longest line in the world that was not moving.
No coffee….Ahhhh!
As I was rushing to work, my phone started ringing from inside my purse.
"House of the un-caffeinated and cranky, Rory speaking."
"How can you be un-caffeinated? How is that even possible? You should have consumed a minimum of two cups of the elixir of life by now." my mother said from the other end.
"I know but I ran out of coffee and I forgot to go the store to pick more up. It also appears that everyone in the city of Chicago ran out as well because every coffee shop from my apartment to the office is full and unfortunately I don't have time to wait today."
"Running late again huh? Restless night?"
"What? How did you know?"
"I guess I'm just amazing clairvoyant"
"Ha ha." Rory said opening the door to building and walking to the elevator bay.
"Ok so not clairvoyant, just a lucky guess from knowing my daughter so well. Actually I just kind figured since you met with Logan last night. You wouldn't be you if you didn't spend the night after seeing your ex-boyfriend tossing and turning because a million thoughts were running through your head."
"Yeah I guess." I said getting into the crowded elevator. "Hold on mom, I'm in the elevator and it's full."
I kept the phone to my ear and I could hear my mother humming something that I'm sure she probably deemed to be elevator music. She started getting louder and I took the phone away from my ear and brought it down next to my leg and tried to muffle the sound, but she just kept get louder and everyone in the elevator was looking at me or looking to see where the sound was coming from. I just gave them a small smile once I reached my floor and brought the phone back to my ear.
"Ok mom you can stop now I'm off the elevator."
"What I was just providing a little bit of ambience." she says.
"Yes and making your daughter look like a freak in the process. Remind me to just hang up on you the next time I'm on the phone with you in an elevator surrounded by other people." I say waving to Jamie the receptionist.
"You wouldn't!" Lorelei exclaimed.
"Just try it again and you'll just have to find out." I answer.
"Mean." she said.
"You know I don't think I'm going to be able to continue this conversation with you until I've had some coffee." I comment opening the door that led to the main newsroom where my cubicle was.
"Of course you can. I really only wanted to know about what happened last night."
"Well that could take a long time considering it lasted hours."
"Dirty!" Lorelei exclaimed.
"Talking mom. All we did was talk for hour's mom. We talked about all of our issues. What we were both thinking when we broke up, why I said no, why he proposed when he did, pretty much everything."
"So how did it go?"
"It was good to hear what he had to say and to say everything that I had been feeling. It was… uh hold on mom." I had gotten to my cubicle and put my bags on the floor, but the strong smell of coffee was calling to me. I spotted two large cups of coffee on my desk with a post-it underneath one. "There's two cups of coffee on my desk."
"What did the coffee fairy come? I told she was real! Who needs a buck from losing your tooth when you can get coffee!" Lorelei exclaimed.
"Mom."
"Fine who brought you the nectar of the Gods?"
"I'm not sure, there's a note maybe they're from Drew." I picked up one of the cups and picked up the post-it note and smiled looking at the familiar writing. "They're from Logan."
"Logan? What does the note say?" Lorelei asks.
"Uh it says, Ace, I hope your night was better than mine, but just in case it wasn't, I thought you might be needing this. Wait, who am I kidding, you're a Gilmore, you'll need it regardless – Logan."
I looked around the newsroom looking for him and my eyes finally met his across the room in one of the offices. He had already been looking in my direction from what I could tell and I smiled and mouthed 'thank you'. I then saw him give me the faintest of nods and turn his attention back to the people that were in his office.
"Rory are you still there kid?"
"Yeah mom, sorry I'm still here."
"What happened? I've been saying you name for awhile now."
"Uh nothing… I was just getting settled."
"Sure so Logan bought you coffee because he had had a sleepless night as well. What exactly happened last night to cause you both to have sleepless nights?"
"I don't know I guess we just had a lot of stuff to process after our talk."
"Must have been some talk. Are you going to tell mommy what you and the boy talked about or are you going to keep me guessing? We talked is pretty vague babe. Details daughter, mommy needs details." Lorelei said.
"Mom I can't exactly talk about it right now, I'm at work and there are prying ears everywhere. If you must know the details I'll have to call you tonight."
"Sorry sweets I won't be able to take your call later. I've actually been meaning to tell you that Luke, Jack, and I are leaving for New Mexico this afternoon."
"What? Why?" I ask completely taken off guard. "I thought April was coming to Stars Hollow for Spring Break. Wait it's not even Spring Break yet."
"Change of plans, we're driving down there to take in the sights and then we're going to pick her up and head to California, maybe see Disneyland, spend some time in the sun, work on Luke's farmer's tan."
"Hey why wasn't I invited on this little family vacation? Disneyland seriously?"
"Sorry kid, I asked you months ago if you wanted to go on a road trip with us and you said 'nope I've got to work'."
"You could have at least asked me again."
"Well you can join us for the next one, but really do you want to be in the same car with me, Jack, and Luke for a week. I'm going and even I'm rethinking the idea."
"You're right, I am working, can't come." I deadpan.
"Exactly."
I saw an email pop up at the corner of my screen announcing that there was a staff meeting at the stairs of the newsroom in 5 minutes with Logan Huntzberger.
"Hmmm… it looks like Logan has called a meeting with the entire staff. I wonder what this about?"
"Maybe he's announcing he's taking over from the evil doers and asking you all to join the rebellion." Lorelei said before letting out a sinister laugh.
"Sounds like an idea. Uh mom, I have to go, this meeting is in a couple minutes and I still need to prepare for the writer's meeting."
"Ok kid. I'll call you from the road. Love ya."
"Love you too. Have fun and be safe. Give Luke and Jack a kiss for me." I said before hanging up. I popped my head up and peered at Logan in his office. His head was down and there three other men I had never seen before talking to him as well as a skinny blond.
I turned back to my monitor and started responding to the dozens of emails in my inbox. A few minutes later, I heard a bit of commotion and saw Martin standing on center landing of the staircase and was trying to get everyone's attention. I stood up and saw Logan standing behind him and the three people who I had seen in Logan's office standing below them, just off the stairs.
"People, people can I please have your attention." Martin said when everyone quieted down and gave him their attention. "As you know Logan Huntzberger of Huntzberger Publishing Group and Huntzberger Media Ventures is visiting the Post-Daily for the rest of the week. He has expressed a wish to address the entire staff before he starts meeting with specific groups this morning. Everyone, please join me in welcoming Logan Hutzberger," he says and everyone starts clapping. I felt Kate and Amy join me, standing beside me.
Logan smiled brightly, nodded and motioned for everyone to stop.
"Hello everyone, thank you for that welcome and for having me here as well as my team. I'm sorry to interrupt your work day, I know how busy you all are but I just want to take a few minutes right now to introduce myself and explain why I'm here. As you know, my name is Logan Huntzberger. There are only two, well maybe three things that I ask of you while I'm here. Please call me Logan; please don't call me Mr. Huntzberger. It makes me feel old and I'm not old, plus it reminds me of my father and well I'm definitely not father." He says chuckling and everyone laughs along with him.
"If you see me in the hallway, the break room, on the street, the rest room, well maybe not the restroom, but if you see me around, please say hello. I promise I won't bite."
I had to smile. He had only said a few words so far but he had everyone eating out of the palm of his hand. I had never actually seen him at work, but he was making all they hype that surrounded him disappear. He wanted everyone to know that he was just a normal guy despite his last name.
"Uh I know there has been a lot of speculation regarding my visit to the Post Daily and what my visit means. I'd like to clear up some of those rumors now. First, HPG has not purchased the Post-Daily. We are looking at it to see if it will be a right fit for HPG which is part of the reason why I'm here. Second, if HPG does purchase the Post-Daily and I have to stress the word if, no one will be laid off. HPG likes to assess what we have for a period of time before we make any changes. Third, yes in my role as Vice President of HPG I am in charge of recruiting and finding new talent. And yes, while it has been brought to my attention that the Post-Daily has some brilliant writers that would be perfect for HPG that is not my focus here either. Fifth, the main reason that my team and I are here is to restructure the Post-Daily's online presence. This is going to take a lot of work but it should make a big impact for the Post-Daily. So that's why I'm here. Remember if you see me in the hallways please say hello and if you have any questions, please don't hesitate to ask. That's it, thank you everyone for taking the time to listen to me. I know my visit has meant a lot of change for a lot of you and I'm sorry for that. Have a great day everyone."
Everyone clapped again and I saw a few people make their way over to Logan to introduce themselves.
"I like him. He's definitely friendly." Kate commented. "Did you get your coffee?"
"Yeah, how did you know about that?" I ask.
"Oh I was coming by your desk on my way in and I saw Huntzberger leaving it for you. That was nice of him." she said eyeing me. "Looked like he was leaving a note as well; what did it say?"
I just shake my head and sit down.
"Oh come on Gilmore, its not like I'm going to spread it all over the office or anything. I just need to live vicariously through you for minute."
"Yeah right you're just trying to find something interesting to use for your book." Amy said giving a disapproving glare to Kate.
"Amy's right. Don't think I haven't noticed that you main character is starting to sound an awful lot like me." I add turning to my computer.
"Who's starting to sound like you?"
My head snapped up and I noticed Logan was now standing beside Kate at the edge of my cubicle.
"Hey." I say and he smiles.
"Mr. Huntzberger, so nice to see you again." Kate says.
"Kate did you not just listen to my speech?"
"Oh sorry, bad habit; Logan it's good to see you again."
"You too." he says smiling then extends his hand to Amy, "I don't think I've met you yet, Logan Huntzberger."
"Amy Dahmen, I'm a photographer here. It's nice to meet you Logan. I've heard good things." she says.
"Don't believe everything you hear." he says then turns his attention back to me. "So you didn't answer my question Rory, who's starting to sound like you?"
From the corner of my eye, I can see Kate silently pleading to me with her eyes to not tell Logan the truth. The book she is writing is top secret and she doesn't want anyone to know about it, which I guess included Logan.
"Oh, just this girl that I'm always running into on the elevator. She's the type that likes to talk to complete strangers and her rants are starting to sound like me."
"I see," he says but I can see in his eyes that he knows that I'm lying.
"Uh so what do I owe the honor of having the Logan Huntzberger coming to my desk."
"I just thought I'd say hello and I wasn't sure where the writer's meeting was located at, and since I saw your name on the list, I figured I ask you to walk with me since I told Martin to stop following me around." he explained with a small smirk playing on his lips.
"You told Martin Lewis to stop following you around?" Amy asks surprised.
"He was starting to hover as I was saying hello to people after my little speech and I told him to stop." he explained then he turned to me with mischievous look in his eye, "Plus since you've been assigned to keep me happy Gilmore…"
"Funny Huntzberger." I say standing up and swatting his arm. I notice a few people around my cubicle watching our exchange and a look of shock goes through them when I swat Logan. Oh great. "Let me uh… just get my stuff."
"I guess we'll just see you guys later." Kate says and she and Amy start to turn away.
"Oh Kate, actually I was hoping you could help me with something as well." Logan said, "Martin has assigned a secretary to me and well she's interesting. She's also on another floor. I was hoping that you could help me out with a few things. It probably won't be much, I could use Barbie but…"
Kate puts her hand up to silence him. "Don't worry a bout it. I completely understand. I'd be happy to help you out."
"Good. I promise I'm not horrible to work for. You can even call my secretary Lynne back in New York. She'll vouch for me."
"No need. I'll see you guys later."
I had been watching him and eyes him curiously, "so what's wrong with Barbie?"
"Uh she… she seems to be under the impression that her job is to make me as happy as possible as well, but I think her methods may be completely different than what you have in mind."
I understood his meaning immediately and put my hand to my mouth. "No! Martin wouldn't."
"I don't know whose idea it is but I'm planning on not using her services." he says shaking his head and I laugh which catches the attention of some of the people closest to my cubicle.
"Uh we'd better go." I say leading the way to the conference room. "Thank you for the coffee by the way. You have no idea how much I needed it."
He smiled, "I'm sure I can guess. You are addicted to the stuff after all."
I smiled but didn't say anything and we walked in silence as we made our way up the stairs. "So, Finn has made a request since his services as a mediator are no longer needed." Logan said walking beside me.
"What would that be?"
"You, me, and Finn. A Gilmore movie night."
"A movie night, really?" I ask stopping him.
"Hey it's Finn's request, not mine. He says and I quote, "I've been partying too much. I need to purge. I know let's have one of love's famous movie nights." End quote. Apparently he thinks staying in and eating tons of junk food is a good idea and I've got to say it sounds pretty good to me too."
"Really?" I question.
"Why do you sound so surprised? I always enjoyed movie nights and since I haven't had one in five years, I think I'm about due for one. Although I'm not sure my stomach can handle all of the junk food I'm sure you'll have on hand but I'll certainly go down trying."
I laugh at the thought, "Well ok then, my place?" I ask as I start walking down the hall again.
"Yeah I think it's going to have to be there. Finn was actually talking about getting all the proper provisions and getting everything set up at your place so it would be ready when we got off." Logan said.
Oh no!
"Oh crap I knew I never should have let him keep that spare key. He's not planning on being there all day is he?"
"I don't think so. This is Finn; my guess is he'll just be getting there when we do." Logan answered then looked at me smirking, "Wait did you say Finn has a key to your apartment? Why on earth would you give him a key?"
"Well give is probably not the right word. He spent the weekend here once and somehow when I was asleep he got a copy of my key made and I never recovered it." I explain.
"Sounds like Finn." Logan said and we both laughed, "God do you remember how many times I had to change the lock to our apartment because Finn kept getting a copy and he would come in at all times of the day and night."
"Oh my gosh yes! I distinctly remember this one time when he climbed into our bed drunk and naked when we were sleeping and he spooned you. When you woke up and found Finn naked beside you, the look on your face was priceless and you ran to the bathroom and took a shower and you kept screaming "Why are you naked!" He said he thought it was the dress code for bed because we both were."
"That was not funny. That still gives me nightmares. I still can't believe when I got out of the shower he was still in our bed and wouldn't leave. It was impossible dragging him out of the apartment. He was so heavy and you just stood there laughing as I recall."
"Well I wasn't about to help." I said and we just looked at eachother smiling, his brown eyes dancing.
"Uh… Rory, Logan…." Drew said.
I immediately looked up and saw that Logan and I had made our way to the conference room and everyone was silent and staring at us. Oh no, we had just had that conversation in front of the entire writing staff. They heard everything and we were talking about being naked, in our bed, and Finn naked. Crap. I felt myself getting hot and lowered myself into the nearest empty chair.
"Uh sorry everyone, Rory and I were just reminiscing about the old days and got carried away." Logan said taking his place in the front of the room. He looked at me and shot me an apologetic look and started the meeting.
I kept my head down and tried to listen to Logan. I could feel a pair of eyes on me and I looked up and found Drew looking at me. The look on his face was one of hurt and confusion. I gave him a small smile and turned my attention back to Logan.
As I looked at Logan and remembered the look on Drew's face a feeling of guilt washed over me. We had gotten so caught up in our conversation that nothing or no one else in the world had existed. We had been so caught up in eachother.
Logan was back in my life and it felt right. He was just my friend though. We had just had a conversation about our past. Nothing more. So why did I feel so guilty?