Rory began, "Please don't take any of this out of context, but here goes... Ideally, I think a child should be raised in the same home as both parents." She glanced up at Logan, who was stoic, waiting for the worst. "You know, if that's possible." She bit her lip nervously and laced her fingers together around her knees. She closed her eyes and opened her mouth to speak, but then closed it again.
Logan eyed her curiously. "Is there more?" Rory shrugged without making eye contact. "Rory?" She finally looked up at him. "So, generally you think its ideal that a baby is raised living with both parents? Is that all you wanted to say to me?" She pursed her lips. "I feel like there's more." Rory merely sighed. "Okay, Ace. I'll tell you what I want, but first I want you to know that I'm afraid you might agree to something just because you're expecting."
Rory interjected, "I wouldn't do that."
Logan challenged her, "You might do that because you don't want to hurt me."
Rory replied, "What if I promise not to and you trust me to tell you the damn truth?"
Logan sighed, "That might work..." He took a deep breath. "I want you to know that this is hard for me. The last time I asked you for a real committment, you rejected me." She closed her eyes, as if in pain. He took her hand in his and spoke again. "Rory, the happiest time in my life was when we lived together in college. I know its been a long time, but I really want that again."
She looked in his eyes. "Really?" she asked.
He nodded, "Yeah, really. And I swear I wanted that before I knew about the baby. And, to me, this just makes it better." A tear ran down her cheek, which he brushed away. "When we saw each other on the plane at JFK, I had literally been looking for you to try to convince you to be with me - like REALLY be with me."
"Logan, this is really complicated. You live in a different continent."
"Nevermind that, let's back up a step. Do you even WANT a baby? We still have options if you aren't interested in having a baby." Logan spoke evenly without emotion.
Rory replied immediately. "Yes, I absolutely want and love this baby. I gave up coffee and caffeine! I've been trying to eat healthy. That must tell you something..."
Logan chuckled. "It really does."
She asked him, "Do you? Because you don't have to be involved at all if you don't want to be."
Logan sighed. "Come here." He put his arm around her and pulled her close. "I really, really want this child. And I want to raise him or her with YOU. Ideally, I would like for you to move to London and live with me." He looked at her carefully, waiting for a sign. "But if that's just not possible, I could likely transfer to New York."
Rory took a breath then did something that even scared her. She grabbed Logan by the face and kissed him with all of the love and affection and longing she had for him over the past 12 years. The kiss literally took his breath away. Logan was practically panting when he finally had to pull away. "Wow."
She smirked at him, feeling brave all of a sudden. "Logan, I love you."
Logan decided to take the chance. "I really want to have a family with you and make this official. We've wasted so much time already... Will you marry me?"
"Logan, you don't have to do this. You don't have to be honorable and do the right thing because I'm pregnant. You really don't."
Logan pulled her even closer and wrapped his arms around her. "I promise you that this has nothing to do with the baby. I've pretty much wanted to marry you for the past ten years. You asked me what I want. This is what I really want. YOU are what I really want." He lifted her chin and gazed in her eyes. "Will you marry me and be a family with me?"
Silent tears ran down her face. She nodded and whispered, "Yes." Then she kissed him softly on the mouth.
Logan was shocked. "Did you really say...?"
"Yes," she said as she rested her head on his shoulder with her arms around him.
"Baby, you've just made me the happiest person in the world. And I can't believe you said yes." Logan was still in shock.
Rory said, "And, I want you to know, I never should have said no the first time. I have no idea what I was thinking. You and I are so much better together than we are apart."
Logan took her face in his hands. "That's all in the past now." He kissed every part of her face in what seemed like a thousand kisses. "I'm so in love with you." He kissed her again. "And I've missed you every damn day."
She kissed him back. "I missed you too." She smiled, "I won't pretend that I'm not terrified about having a baby and then raising them into a good person, but I think I stand a better chance with you than without you." He smiled at her and laughed a little.
Logan layed her back on the pillows and kissed her while he played with the hem of her tshirt. "Are we really engaged? Did that just happen?"
She grinned at him. "Yeah, I think it did." She kissed him again. "Hey... about us living together?"
"Whatever you want, Ace," he said as he trailed kissed down her neck to her collarbone.
"Can we table where we live until I meet with the magazine tomorrow? I don't want to make any promises and then completely go back on it tomorrow. Are you okay with that?" She looked at him under her lashes.
During her previous question, Logan lifted her shirt and was currently leaving a trail of wet kisses between her breasts. "Whatever you want, Ace. You should know by now that your naked body just entices me to agree to anything at all."
She giggled at him. "Lo-gan! I'm serious!"
Logan was incorrigible. "Mmmmm, me too," he said as he sucked on her nipple. Logan knew Rory wouldn't let it go so he moved back up her body and looked her in the eyes. "Ace, I promise, I'm fine with waiting until you meet with Time Out."
She cupped his face with both hands. "Okay, good." She kissed him a couple times before he moved over to her ear.
He nipped her earlobe with his teeth and whispered, "Now, can I please get back to celebrating with my fiance?" as he grazed her outer labia with his pinky through her panties. She sharply inhaled at the contact. "You are so fucking beautiful." He let his lips brush her ear as he whispered, "And I want to make love to you over and over and over..."
Rory responded by wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him. "Oh, no... I think we shouldn't until the wedding night." She bit her lip, watching him carefully.
Logan raised his eyebrows at her and smirked. "Okay, if that's what you want..." He proceeded to strip completely naked and lay down next to her. He caught her gaze and began stroking his erection slowly.
She took a deep breath, licking her lips and watching him. "You're just going to lay there... doing that?"
Logan stroked his cock a few more times and simply replied, "Yep." He slightly picked up speed with his strokes. "Why? Do you find this distracting?" He smirked at her again.
Rory continued watching him with wide eyes. After a little while, she finally said "You are so fucking hot... especially doing that." Her voice cracked a little as she started to lose her composure, watching him and dripping with lust.
"Mmmmm," Logan's eyes fluttered mostly closed as he began to enjoy the sensation.
Rory tried and tried to continue the facade that she wanted to wait. She started the whole premise to tease him, but she wasn't expecting him to turn the tables on her. Now she was frustrated and slightly annoyed - and getting extremely hot and bothered while she watched him pleasure himself. She quickly removed her shirt and panties and threw them on the floor. Logan noticed her undressing out of the corner of his eye, but he didn't let on that he saw her. He was more curious about how long she was going to continue this ridiculous charade. He closed his eyes again and waited for her to crack while he continued stroking.
He got his answer when she crawled over to him and lay on her side next to him. "Want some help?" she whispered in his ear.
He stopped what he was doing and kissed her. "More than anything, Ace."
She kissed him back and then said, "I was just kidding around and you went along with it," she pouted. "You weren't supposed to go along with it."
He stroked her arm and said, "Well, on the off chance that you weren't joking, I wasn't going to pressure you. As much as I want you, I respect you even more. You can change your mind every two seconds and I'll always go along with it." She raised one eyebrow at that statement. "I can't promise I won't get frustrated, but I promise that you're always in control."
She cupped his face with both hands and kissed him deeply. As she kissed him, she moved to straddle him so that her torso was laying on top of his and her knees were on either side of his pelvis. She sat up on him while he lay there, admiring her body. "I just love your body." He reached up with body hands and palmed her breasts.
She leaned back down to him and said, "Did you really think I could resist you?"
He smirked at her, "Well, I would hope not..."
She raised herself up and positioned his penis so that when she came back down, he would be inside her. His tip was touching her, but barely. She looked in his eyes and asked, "Do you want me?"
He couldn't take it anymore. He grabbed her by the hips and pulled her down against him so that he was deep inside her. "Oh my god, Ace. You're so... Oh..."
She rode him slowly, in complete control. Her eyes were glazed over and a very dark blue as she looked at him. As she threw her head back in pleasure, he reached up and teased one of her nipples. She moaned loudly at his touch. His other hand immediately went to her clit. While she continued to ride him, he lightly massaged her. "Logan... Logan..." She breathed over and over, her breathing become more ragged and unsteady.
"Yeah?" he asked her as he enjoyed the view.
"Don't... stop..." she panted as he increased the speed and pressure against her clit. Finally she unraveled into a mess of moans and whimpering.
When her breathing began to return to normal, he grabbed her by the hips and began thrusting up into her as hard and fast as he could. He wanted to make her come over and over. "Rory... you are so fucking sexy..." He couldn't take it anymore. He had to kiss her and feel his chest against hers. He wrapped his arm around her waist and flipped them over so that her head was on the pillows and his mouth was millimeters away from hers.
He kissed her hard and then softly captured her nipple in his teeth, which was her undoing. She tumbled into another orgasm. This time, he buried his face in her neck, inhaling her scent and following her over the edge into oblivion. "Rory... Rory... " He panted over and over while he came hard, deep inside her.
She whispered in his ear, "That was unbelieveable. Now, please don't take what I'm about to do as a comment on what we just did." He pushed him by the shoulder off of her and she bolted to the bathroom. He heard her vomiting and scurried after her, grabbing his boxer briefs on the way.
He kneeled behind her, holding her hair back. Once she was done, he wrapped her in his fluffy bathrobe. Logan rose to his feet to wet a cool washcloth for her face and neck. She was sheepish when she said, "Sorry... morning sickness isn't specific to the mornings."
He frowned in sympathy. "Oh sweetie, its nothing to apologize about. Are you okay?" She got up to rinsing her mouth with cold water and wash her face.
"Yeah, I'm okay. Thanks. Do you mind if I had some privacy?"
He smiled at her. "Of course not. Just give me a shout if you need anything." He kissed her forehead and left the room, closing the door behind him. Having a pregnant woman around was going to take some getting used to.