Logan arrived at their flat around 6:30, an hour before they planned to leave for dinner. He heard the shower running upstairs so he knew Rory was getting ready to go out. He decided that he couldn't wait to see her. He went upstairs and found her about to get in the shower. He planned to shower also before dinner, so he joined her in the shower. They took their time enjoying each other before they got ready to go out.
An hour later, Logan sat on the couch waiting for Rory to be ready to go. He was fidgeting and couldn't keep still. After their sexy, soapy, sensual shower together, Logan dressed in a crisp white shirt and navy blue suit. He left his collar open without a tie. The ring box was tucked in the inside pocket of his jacket, which caused nervousness to radiate through him. Logan felt like his whole future - his chance for happiness - was inside that little box. If she accepted it, she accepted him and a life with him.
He walked downstairs for a change of scenery. He considered a glass of scotch, but decided upon a glass of ice water. Rory wasn't allowed to drink because she was expecting. Because of this, he decided to obstain as well. He knew he probably wouldn't obstain completely, but he definitely would be drinking a lot less during her pregnancy. For one thing, he needed to be alert and lucid if something happened. His thoughts were interrupted by footsteps on the stairs.
Logan's breath caught in his throat when he saw Rory at the top of the stairs. She wore an ice blue floor-length evening gown. It had spaghetti straps and appeared to be made of silk. The basic structure of the dress was A-line and the neck line was a bit of a cowl-neck with a bit of draping. The gown fit her perfectly and made her body look even better than usual. It showed off all of her curves and the slightest hint of fuller breasts and glowing skin. The dress reminded him of the gown he picked for her to wear during her first Life and Death Brigade event.
While all of this was going through his head, it occurred to him that he was standing there with his mouth ajar while she walked down the stairs. "What?" she asked him.
He held out his hand to help her down the last 3 or 4 steps, it was mostly a chivalrous act. But, he did it anyway. "Ace..."
"What?" she looked up at him now that they were standing on the same level.
"Rory. You are the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. And that dress is perfect for you." He slipped his arm around her waist and pulled her close. "Is it new?"
She blushed and gazed up at him. "Yes, I decided to go out and buy something new to wear tonight. I'm happy and wanted to celebrate with a new dress."
Logan dropped a kiss on her lips. "You made a great choice." He ran his hands up and down her sides and said, "Although the fabric makes me want to keep doing this instead of going out for dinner." He smirked at her.
She smirked back at Logan. "Hush, you. There will be plenty of time for all that later. As a matter of fact, I will leave the dress here with you next week when I go to Connecticut, so you two can have some alone time."
Logan looked a little wistful. "I'm not sure it will be the same without you in the dress, but I'll give it a shot..."
Rory wrinkled her nose at the idea and said, "Terrific."
Logan said again, "Really. You've never been more beautiful."
"Thank you. You look very nice too. I like this suit." She stood on her toes to kiss him on the lips.
"So, are you ready to go? The car is waiting." He grinned at her like a schoolboy.
They got their coats and walked out into the fresh fallen snow.
Dinner was fancy and delicious, at a nice intimate restaurant with a piano player tinkling in the background. They laughed and talked like old times, like no time had passed. Logan held her hand across the table in between courses and made sure her meal was exactly what she wanted. When they were about to leave, they each went to the restroom. Logan washed his hands and then stared into the mirror for a while. He'd already rehearsed what he planned to say probably a hundred different times, in a hundred different ways. He stared into the mirror and said, "She loves you. She's carrying your baby. She already said yes. You're Logan Fucking Huntzberger! Go get your girl already!" Then he realized he was talking to himself out loud and snapped out of it. He checked the ring again, fixed his hair, squared his shoulders and walked out to his future.
Logan waited in the lobby for Rory - because apparently pregnant women went to the restroom often. He got their coats from the coat check and waited. Rory walked into the lobby, looking radiant as ever. He held her coat for her to slip into then wrapped his arm around her waist like he had done so many times before. It always amazed him how good it felt to touch her, not even in a sexual way - but just to touch her, to have her against him. Rory was like the missing piece of himself that he needed to feel whole.
Once they were out on the sidewalk, she turned to him and smiled up at him. "Thank you for dinner. It was great." She cupped his cheek with one hand and kissed him while he wrapped his other arm around her waist.
"My pleasure, Ace." He kissed her again. "Hey, do you mind if we walk a bit? I know its cold, but..."
"No, let's walk a bit," she wrapped her arm around his waist and snuggled into his side.
They walked for a little while, making small talk. He finally asked her, "Are you sure about living here? I really don't want you to feel pressured or anything like that."
She stopped walking and took both if his hands in hers. "Logan, I promise I don't feel pressured. I'm so happy to be here with you. Sure, I'm happy about the new gig and London is a beautiful city but the truth is that I'm here with you. I would be happy in Siberia if we were together." He smirked at her. "I know that sounds cheesy as hell, but its the truth."
He placed his hand on her back and guided her about fifty feet further. There was a small park along the River Thames that was decorated with tons of twinkle lights. Logan thought it might make her happy because it was slightly reminiscent of the way Stars Hollow is decorated in the winter.
"Wow," she said. "This place is so pretty. How did I not know this existed?"
He grinned, "I found this place a few weeks ago. I was running along the river and I saw them decorating with the lights. I thought it might be nice to show you if I ever got the chance."
She took his hand and pulled him further into the clearing, in the middle of all the lights. "Thank you for showing me. I love this place. It reminds me of -"
"Home?" he asked.
She smiled, "Exactly."
They stook there, grinning at each other like 7th graders for a few minutes.
"Rory?" She looked up at him. "I adore you. I am madly in love with you." She opened her mouth to speak but had no words.
Logan dropped to one knee and said, "All I want is to spend the rest of my life trying to make you as happy as you make me. Would you please make me the luckiest guy in the world and marry me?"
Rory sniffed and nodded. "Yes, of course, yes" she whispered.
Logan, still on one knee, reached into his inside coat pocket and extracted the ring box. He opened the box and showed her the ring. Rory was speechless, her eyes liquid. He took her left hand and slipped the ring on her finger.
Rory threw her arms around his neck and shouted, "Yes! Yes! Yes, I want to marry you!" He wrapped his arms around her waist and spun her around in a circle, completely elated. He grabbed his face with both hands and kissed him passionately, maybe the most passionate kiss between the two of them ever.
He released his grip on her slightly and she slowly slid down his body until her feet hit the ground. "I love you, Ace." He kept his arms tightly around his girl, not wanting any space between them.
She hugged him tightly with her face in his neck. "I love you, too." She kissed his cheek and then again and again, slowly kissing her way over to his mouth. "Logan, I'm sorry..."
"What?! What are you possibly sorry for?" Logan was worried. He gripped her upper arms and stared into her eyes.
A tear ran down her face and she said, "I should have said yes the first time you asked me. We wasted so much time..."
"Sweetie, whatever we had to go through to get here was worth it. Its all in the past. I'm so, so very happy." He squeezed her tightly against him again and kissed her.
He opened his eyes and noticed her gazing at the ring over his shoulder. "Logan, this ring is just beautiful."
"I'm so glad you like it. I wanted something that you would be happy with for a very long time." He held her close and kissed her forehead.
"Its perfect. Thank you." She kissed him again. He immediately deepened the kiss and she allowed him to slip his tongue in her mouth. "Mmmm..." she softly moaned at the contact. "We should go home," she murmured against his mouth.
He chuckled at how forward she was. "Yep. I can't wait to get you home and see you in nothing but that ring..."
"Okay," she said in between kissing his neck.
He smiled down at her, "Hey, we need a picture!" He pulled his phone out and pressed the button the reverse the camera for a selfie. He turned them around a little so that the twinkle lights were in the background. He snapped a pic of the two of them smiling like idiots, then another of with platinum and diamond-clad hand in the foreground, then another featuring the ring with them kissing in the background.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply while he snapped a few more pictures. Then she whispered, "You should put some of those photography skills to use later..."
Logan raised an eyebrow and looked at her, "Seriously?"
She nodded and giggled. "I'm expecting a baby. My body is never going to be this good again, so if you ever want to take sexy pics of me, now would be the time," she said while blushing furiously. "I mean, I just assume that you might want to take pics of me..."
He cut her off. "Oh, I definitely do. I just never thought you would agree to it."
She nodded again, "Yep. If you want to, it might be fun. Of course I want to take pics of you too."
He smirked, "I knew there was a catch... Of course, you've already taken pics of me in the shower so, we would be even."
"Yeah, those pics of your 24 year old ass never disappoint..." she smirked at him.
"O-kay?" He gazed her and she was still looking at him like he was a piece of meat. "You don't still have them though, right?" He was skeptical.
"Absolutely I do. I've pulled them up occassionally over the years when I was especially lonely..." She smirked hard at him to see his reaction.
Logan gulped. "Yep, we definitely need to go home. Now."
He grabbed her hand and gently pulled her towards the street to meet their driver. Softly she asked, "Why? Does that make you hot?"
"Mmmm-hmmmm," he managed to squeak out in a high voice.
She continued her assault on his sexual imagination the entire way back. She whispered in his ear, "Do you like to think of me looking at your picture, touching myself, making myself cum, thinking about the way your hands feel on my body?"
Logan panted hard as she rubbed her leg on the inside of his. "Ace... please..." he breathed as she continued to tease him.
"Yeah?" she stared at him, obviously enjoying the effect she had on him. She leaned in close and let her lips brush his ear, "What do you want, Logan?"
He continued panting, "Ace, you're going to pay for this..." he smirked at her, enjoying the mental foreplay.
Rory kicked it up a notch as she grazed his crotch with her hand as she whispered in his ear, "Really? Are you going to punish me?" she asked wide-eyed, her big blue eyes sparkling.
Logan just blinked at her, "Holy shit." he whispered to no one in particular.
When the car stopped at the flat, he thanked the driver and jumped out. He grabbed her hand and practically dragged her inside. They both pushed off each other's coat and he locked the deadbolt on the front door. He pushed her up against the door, kissing her hard and palming one of her breasts. The whole time, Rory wasted no time reaching for his belt and undoing his pants. As she pushed his pants and boxer-briefs down, he wasted no time bunching her dress up to her waist. He slipped his hand into her panties to make sure she was as into it as he was. It was less than 30 seconds from the time he locked the door to when he was thrusting into Rory's body up against the front door of his flat.
The evening only continued to get hotter and sexier from there.