AN: Enjoy the chapter! It took me forever to write it seemed.

Last on A Love that Will Last...

"...Opening the door, she pulled him in. As he was about to speak, her soft lips descended upon his.

Shut up and kiss me

If he wanted spontaneous, she would give him spontaneous. Deeping the kiss further, she felt herself quickly tumbling down into oblivion. Passion enveloped her usually reasonable mind as her delicate hands found their way to his suit jacket, slipping it off his shoulders and onto the cream colored carpet. Teasing the corner of his mouth with her tongue, her hands clumsily undid the buttons of his white shirt.

His hands seemed to have a mind of their own as well, slipping her own jacket from her shoulders. Soon after, they made their way to her chocolate strands pulling the strands loose from their confinements. Her heart was racing and she couldn't seem to get enough of this man that both infuriated and excited her. Alarms were going off in her head, but she pushed them aside for the time being. She would think of irrationality of her actions tomororw. Today she would just enjoy being in his arms. It was if she was floating in a dream, but as they finally stopped for air, blue eyes fixed on brown eyes and she realized it was the most real she had felt in a long time.

"I can't do this, Rory. You and I want two different things." He said softly, catching his breath.

"I'm not asking you to have my children, Logan. It's just a kiss. I can do casual too, you know." He raised his eyebrow skeptically at her.

"Oh shut up and kiss me." With that said, she pulled him back into another kiss, this one more passionate than the last. He responded quickly, slipping his tongue into the recesses of her mouth while lithely unbuttoning the top of her ivory blouse. Hands glided everywhere as they continued exploring their passion. She was sure her hair was in completely disarray by now so far from the intricate design her mother had painstakingly created. A loud creak at the door pulled them out of the moment. Standing at the door was her very surprised mother.

"Wow, this is the second time I've almost caught you in the act. Thank god you were not naked either times. I do not need a pornographic picture of my daughter and her man of the moment in my head."

"Mom, it's not what it looks like."

"It looks like you and newspaper playboy were just about to get your freak on at your grandparents' wedding."

"Okay, it's exactly what it looks like."

"Look, I understand you're...sexually active now, but at your grandparents' wedding? It's not exactly the right time to be doing the deed, Rory. What if your grandmother had walked in?"

"I know. We got caught up in the moment." Lorelai spotted a bottle of champagne on the floor.

"And tipsy too."

"I had nothing to drink," Logan argued. Lorelai glared at him.

"Is that supposed to make me feel better?"

"I guess not." He took a step back from her.

"You know you should be glad that I have bigger things to worry about than boys like you."

"Boys like me?"

"Yep, rich, spoiled, and think your God's gift to women."

"Mom, stop." Lorelai sighed.

"Just get dressed and meet me outside for pictures with your grandparents, Rory." As she turned around to walk out the door, familiar voices drifted into the room.

"She's with me!"

"For now!" Lorelai groaned.

"Oh god, that's Luke and Chris. I better get out there." Rory and Logan looked at each other.

"So..."

"You better get out there, Ace. I don't think your mother wants you in here with me much longer."

"Hey, don't take what she said personally."

"She's just upset and seeing you here with me, it sort of brings back memories of her past. Some things you just don't want to relive again." He nodded silently.

"Right, I should go. Something tells me it's best to not upset my mother further. She hasn't had coffee since this morning and I know the champagne's not doing it for her." She buttoned up her shirt and put on her jacket. Making the best she could of her hair, she looked at him once again. She wanted to say something, but couldn't think of the right words. Finally, she settled for something simple.

"Thank you."

"For what?"

"Being real." He gave her a confused smile.

"You should go." She nodded.

"See ya, Logan." She reached up and kiss his cheek before walking out the door.

"Bye, Ace," he replied softly to the now empty room.