Just as she finished taking a shower and changing a knock came at the door. She opened it to allow Logan to enter. He was holding the largest cup of coffee she had ever seen.
"Thanks." She whispered as she grabbed wide eyed for the gigantic cup. "It's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen."
"I agree." He whispered back as he gazed at intently. "Why are we whispering?"
"Because Paris is still sleeping. Waking her is akin to waking a hibernating bear; I don't recommend trying it… unless you've lost the will to live."
"Hmmm,"
he pretended to ponder.
"Actually, it would be kind of
entertaining to watch and God knows I could do with a laugh after my
morning so far…" she egged him on, "Yes, on second thought. I
highly recommend it."
"I dunno, Ace," Logan continued to play along.
"Where's your sense of adventure?"
"To die would be an awfully big adventure… Nah, I'm feeling pretty optimistic about today, I'd like to see how it plays out. Why don't you and I get out of here?"
With out giving her much choice, Logan picked up Rory's jacket and grabbed her free hand and led her out of the room. At first she attempted to stop him but gave up quickly when her protests threatened to cause her coffee to spill again.
"Where are you taking me Huntzburger?"
"Don't know yet. I just thought we could go for a walk or something, Ace." He said with a grin
"Great." She said sarcastically. In a more serious tone, "Just don't spill my coffee."
"Not a problem." He laughed.
"So… Richie Rich, what're you doing up so early?"
"Richie Rich?"
"Yea, um, you know… that movie about that kid with all the money that makes friends with the poorer kids. Macaulay Culkin played him in the first movie, and that kid from 7th Heaven played him in a remake…"
"Yeah, I know. Just a bad reference."
"Did I mention its 7:03?" Rory consulted her watch. "And that wasn't the point anyway."
"So there was a point?"
"Why are you awake?"
"So that I could be with you, of course!"
"Logan." Rory said sternly.
"I thought I was Richie now…" Logan feigned confusion.
"It's far too early for this…"
"Sorry," Logan chuckled, "I am up, believe it or not, simply to enjoy the sunrise."
"Yes. And I am up to play that indoor soccer game in fifteen minutes…" she deadpanned. She waited for Logan's comeback, but instead she was greeted with his silent nod of acceptance. "No, uhh, I was trying to prove a point… well, if you knew me you'd know how ridiculous that reason was."
"Riiiight…" Logan humoured her.
"Let me finish my coffee and I swear I'll raise the bar for this witty banter thing we have going."
"Riiiight…" he repeated in the same tone.
"Oh leave me alone! Its five after seven!" she sulked openly.
"Just hurry up with the coffee." Logan led her to a nearby bench and they sat down in silence, allowing Rory to finish her coffee in peace. As she tilted her head back and tapped the bottom of the cup to get every last drop Logan finally broke the comfortable quiet, "Verbal skills in tact now?"
"I think that they'll be able to hold their own now."
"Shall we go then?" he asked cocking out his elbow for her.
"Yes, lets." She accepted his arm hesitantly and they sauntered farther along the path. "Uh… do we have a destination in mind?"
"Nope. To where ever the wind may take us!" Logan roared with enthusiasm which Rory had a hard time determining was sincere.
"Oh, com'on. Its winter, it's cold. This is no time to be wandering aimless about campus," Rory whined.
"I can keep you warm," Logan pulled her closer and waggled his eyebrows suggestively. Rory laughed and pushed him off. "Fine, you want to leave campus?"
"I think you may have missed my point."
"I think you may have missed my solutions."
"No, I heard them…"
"Ouch." Logan clasped a hand over his heart, "Ace, you really know how to keep a man humble."
"Someone's got to deflate that big head of yours… we don't want you floating away now."
"Your concern brings a tear to my eye."
"I'm nothing if not a loving fiancé," she replied smugly.
"That you are," he threw his arm around her shoulders, "How can I ever repay you, my sweet?" He flashed a cheesy grin.
"With food, dear. And plenty of it."
"It's a date… err, deal."
