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Logan walked Mitchum out and locked the door behind him. Slowly, Rory made her way up the stairs toward the living room/bedroom area. By the time Logan reached the second floor with all of the luggage, he heard the shower running. The bathroom door was open a crack, so he stuck his head in. As he did, Rory closed the shower door.

Logan added his clothes to the pile of Rory's clothes on the bathroom floor. After he stripped down, he opened the shower door and asked, "Hey, Ace. Want some company?"

"Absolutely," she replied as she grabbed his hand and pulled him into the shower. Logan ended up standing behind her under the water.

He wrapped his arms around her from behind as he pressed his chest against her back and kissed her neck. "I think we're finally alone," he whispered in her ear.

She gestured around them to the shower and giggled as she replied, "I certainly hope so. I don't want anyone else with us in here!"

"I don't either," he murmured against her neck. "Mmmm. You feel so good against me."

Rory soaped a wash cloth and started on her arms and shoulders. Logan was holding her tight so she wasn't able to do much. "I've really missed you," she said looking at him over her shoulder.

He kissed her while moving one of his hands to her breast and playing with her nipple. "I have to admit, Ace. I'm a little disappointed that you're not showing yet. I was hoping to see a tiny baby bump." His other hand stroked her abdomen, dipping dangerously.

"I'm sure I will be showing soon enough. I'm fine if it takes a while." She slowly turned around in his arms and he pushed her softly against the shower wall. He captured her lips in a searing kiss while pressing his body against her. One of his hands went down to her ass and then further to her thigh. He pulled her leg up to wrap around him. She moaned in appreciation as she arched her back into his chest. "Mmm, Logan..." She kissed him back while he pressed his growing erection against her, letting her know exactly what he had in mind.

"You're so beautiful," he said as he lightly massaged her ass and her breast with each hand. He kissed her again and again before looking in her eyes and telling her, "Rory, I've missed you so much."

She reached down and took his erection in her hand, stroking him from base to tip. "I've missed you too." She nibbled on his neck and earlobe. She grabbed him and placed his cock at her center. She pulled him against her as close as she could. "Logan," she looked him directly in the eyes, "Do you want to fuck me?"

Logan was speechless at her directness. All he could do was nod. When he found his words again he gulped and whispered, "More than anything."

The next thing she knew, he pushed his penis into her and began pounding her into the shower wall. He dropped his face down to her chest so that he could lick and suck on her breasts. Rory dug her fingernails into his shoulders to try to maintain some semblance of control. But, Logan always had this effect on her - his body and the way he used it was an addiction to her. She could never get enough of him.

Logan knew that he was so very close to finishing and she wasn't quite there yet. He needed for her to enjoy it as much as he enjoyed it. He slowed down a little while he rubbed her clit until she started breathing erratically. "Is this what you wanted?" he murmured against her neck. When she didn't respond, he asked again. "Rory, tell me... is this what you wanted?" he demanded.

"Yes... Logan, yes!" she cried as she spiraled into her orgasm. "Fuck, yes!" At this point, she had both legs wrapped tightly around his waist while he pumped his thick erection into her body. She matched him thrust for thrust as he drove into her.

Her breathing began to even out but then he managed to bring her into yet another level of ecstacy. Logan moved his hands to each of her butt cheeks. He used all of his energy to support her body weight while giving her as much of himself as he could. When she came the second time, he finished at the same time. They were out of breath and probably sweaty if not for the shower that continued to rain down on them. Once all of the moaning and panting ceased, he noticed that she had tears streaming down her face. Logam moved her to the bench at the back of the shower to sit. "Ace, are you okay? Did I hurt you? Tell me I didn't hurt you!" he panicked.

"No, no. Its nothing like that. Apparently I'm extremely emotional when I'm pregnant. These days, I cry for commericals, puppies and apparently mind-blowing orgasms," she smirked at him while trying to ease his mind.

He grinned. "Mind-blowing, huh?"

She rolled her eyes at his smugness. "Meh... I guess so."

He began to tickle her. "You guess so?"

She giggled and said, "Yep. Now, I need to finish actually showering so that I can take a nap. I'm 200 times more tired than I was when I walked in here."

He agreed, "Yeah, me too. But that was SO worth it."

After they each finished shampooing and lathering, they rinsed off. Once they were both wrapped in big fluffy towels, she walked over to him. "Logan, I love you," she said as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

He wrapped her in his arms while he said, "I love you too. And I'm so happy that you're here with me."

Rory dressed in a long-sleeve tshirt and a pair of panties, then she combed out and dried her hair. Once she was done, she walked into the bedroom area of the flat. Logan was laying on the bed, over the comforter in a pair of boxer briefs and a tshirt. She sat on the side of the bed - the same side Logan was laying on - facing away from the bed. He wrapped his arm around her stomach and rolled on his side so that he was facing her back. "Hey, you. How are you?"

She looked at him over her shoulder and smiled. "I'm great, I'm tired, but I'm great."

He reached up and rubbed her shoulders. "Take a nap with me?" he asked.

"Okay," she replied. She bent her knees as she leaned onto her side so that she was laying on her side with her back to Logan's chest, in a perfect 'little spoon' position.

Once she was settled up against him, he breathed in deep and sighed. "What?" she asked.

"THAT was the sound of being content. I am SO glad you're here." He hugged her body tightly against him. "Everything is better when you're with me."

She giggled at his reply, so he asked, "That was funny?"

She shook her head and said, "No. What's funny is that I'm SO comfortable but I'm cold so I want to get up and get UNDER the blankets."

He kissed her on the neck and said, "Oh, we can fix that." She rolled on her back and he got up to pull the covers back. She lifted her hips a little and he moved the blankets out from under her and then back over her thin body. He layed on his back on the pillows in the middle and she immediately snuggled into his body. She put her head on his chest and her arm around his body while he wrapped his arm around her.

She looked up at him and smiled again. "Thanks." She kissed him on the corner of his mouth. "I love you, Logan."

He beamed at hearing her declaration. "I love you too, Ace."

They feel asleep quickly and slept until late afternoon.

Logan woke up first. He had SO much running through his mind. He was amazed that he had just woken up in his bed with Rory again. He was stunned that he was going to be a father. And he was apprehensive about all that they needed to talk about. He had so much he wanted to ask her, and so much that he wanted to say. He gently stroked her hair while she slept, still with her head on his shoulder and her arm around his stomach. Logan was amazed that Rory was carrying their child, his amazing woman just became even more amazing. His biggest concern was that she might decide to leave him again and take their child to raise across the Atlantic Ocean, or just without him in general. Even if she left and decided to live across the street with their child it would be too far for Logan. He wanted to marry her, he wanted a family with her, he wanted to raise their child together. How was he going to convince her that she wanted any of this?

Rory's cell phone rang across the room. It wasn't loud but it was enough to wake her. She raised her head and squinted, trying to figure out where she left her phone. He asked her, "Where is it? I'll get it."

She answered, "I think its in my coat pocket, on the back of the couch."

Logan slipped out of bed and retrieved the now-silent phone from Rory's coat and then handed it to her. "Here you go." Then he left the room and went to the bathroom while she returned her phone calls.

When Logan returned, she was speaking to someone in a very animated manner complete with wild arm gestures. He furrowed his brow in a silent question. Rory rolled her eyes in response. "Okay, Mom. I'll talk to you in a few days. Bye." She disconnected the call and buried her head under the pillows.

"Ahhhh, how is Lorelai?" he asked.

"Well, she is on her honeymoon. She just asked me about ten questions and didn't wait for any of the answers. I think she knows I'm in London, but I can't be sure."

Logan chuckled at her response. Without warning, Rory threw her arms around his neck and kissed him hard. Once she pulled away, Logan blinked a few times at her. "What was that for?" he asked.

"Because you finally told me you love me and I want to enjoy it before you change your mind," she smirked at him.

He frowned. "I could say the same about you, Ace."

She buried her face in his neck and said, "Yeah, I know."

"Come here, you," he said as he pulled her against him. "Rory... what do you want?"

"What do you mean?" she asked him.

"You know what I mean!" he was starting to get annoyed at her evasiveness. He took a breath and tried again. "I mean, if you could wave a magic wand, what would you like your life to look like?"

Rory put her head down again on his shoulder. Finally, she said, "Oh, that's a big question..." and then she sighed a huge sigh.

Logan rubbed her back. "Tell me, Ace."

"Logan..." Rory was apprehensive as could be.

"What are you afraid of? You can tell me anything." Logan implored her to talk to him.

"What if we don't want the same things? What if it ruins what little we have now? What if its weird or awkward?" She was super-concerned.

"What if we DO want the same things?" asked Logan. "I promise not to judge you, even if we don't want the same things."

Rory finally said, "I also don't want you to swoop in and make anything happen. Also, I'm afraid that you will want different things than you would if I weren't pregnant. I don't want you to agree to anything ONLY because I'm pregnant."

Logan nudged her face up with his finger so that he could look in her eyes. "Rory, I promise I won't do that. I promise complete honesty, even if its not what you want to hear."

She nodded. "Ok..."