Disclaimer: I don't own much and I certainly don't own Gilmore Girls. I am just a dedicated fan who is sadly and slowly turning from an avid Jess lover to a happy Logan replacement. Ooops.

He missed her, he didn't know what to do with out her. But he wasn't going to let himself get attached. "He wasn't boyfriend material." But the more time he spent with her, the more she hung around him, hung off of him, the more he wished he'd never said what he did. The more he wished that she were his girlfriend, that she were his girl, his ONLY girl.

Was he, Logan Huntsburger, settling down? Who was this girl to do this to him, the legend, the lover, the…

"Hey Logan."

Logan turned his head to the voice he knew only too well. From hearing her call him across the newsroom to hearing her moan under his kisses, his gentle caresses, his tender embrace. Her voice sent chills up his spine and made him feel even more confused than he wanted to admit he was.

"Logan?"

"Hey Ace."

She gave him a half grin, a look he had imprinted in the back of his mind; one he could never forget in a million years. She leaned in to kiss him and his distracted mind came crashing back to reality. Abruptly he pulled away.

"Rory?"

"Loagn. What's wrong?"

He just looked into her eyes, her cerulean eyes. He couldn't help himself, he couldn't resist it, he kissed her. If he lost her, he wanted to at least remember this. And she kisses him back, passionately, before slowly pulling away.

"Logan, are you okay? You seem distracted."

Logan made up his mind, he'd tell her, he'd risk loosing her because who was he trying to fool, he didn't have her to begin with.

"Rory, I want to.. I mean we need to…or rather I need to…" for somebody who was normally so cool and calm this certainly wasn't going the way he'd planned it. But he hadn't planned it, that was just it, he had no idea what he was doing. He'd never done this before, he'd never felt like this before. She did things to him both physically and mentally that he'd never even dreamed possible.

"Rory." He drew a deep breath, "I…."

"Rory, oh my God Rory you're not going to believe this. Doyle, he told me that, well he didn't tell me I mean it sort of slipped out while we were, umm, while we were, uhh, but oh my God Rory, he…"

Paris took a moment, she looked from Rory to Logan and back again.

"What is it Paris?" Rory asked.

"Oh, well, it can wait. I mean it looks like you were occupied."

"Gee, thanks for noticing, and if you wouldn't mind we WERE in the middle of something." Logan interjected, although he'd lost all of his courage the moment Paris showed up.

"Logan." Rory scowled, "Go ahead Paris, what did he say?"

"No really it can wait. I'm sorry for disturbing you."

Paris turned and scurried away, but not before Rory noticed how hurt and disappointed she was. She turned to Logan, this time with a "what the hell were you doing" look on her face.

"What was that all about? She was obviously really excited about something and she wanted to share. It's not easy for her to do that you know."

"And what about me, what about us? Weren't we in the middle of something?"

"I don't know Logan all you were doing was rambling on about you and us and you. At least Paris was making sense."

"Well I'm sorry this isn't easy."

"Well then maybe you need to think about whatever some more. I'll see you later."

Rory got up and left to find Paris. She didn't know why she was soo upset. Logan was obviously going to tell her something, and Paris had soo interrupted. But if he didn't know what he was going to say then what was he so upset about. Paris showing up just given him an easy out, something he'd been looking for a lot lately. Every time she had tried to talk to him seriously he changed the subject or decided they were going somewhere, or he just started kissing her. Anything he could to get out of talking. That just proved to her how impersonal this "thing" they had was. He didn't want any of the intimate stuff all he wanted was to get physical with her.

When they'd agreed on only being whatever they were, she'd thought she could do it. But ever since the first time she'd kissed Logan, those tender lips, the way he kissed her, the way her knees buckled every time he so much as brushed his hand on her skin, she knew she had made a mistake. She knew she wanted more than what he was willing to offer her. "I'm not boyfriend material." she repeated in her head. Thinking about it made a small tear stain her rosy cheek.

But she kept convincing herself she would do this. If this was the only way to stay close to him then she could do this. Besides it was only hard when he touched her skin or kissed her lips, which was most of the time they spent together. With Logan, the way he worked, kissed, played with her it was as if he were loving someone and it was unbearable to know that he didn't even about her.

"Rory."

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A/N: Sorry if you don't like how it's ended, so far, but that's how this cookie crumbles. I have every intention of doing my best to update every 3-5 days, withyou understanding that I will be moving in the next 3 weeks and there could be a little while with no computer and therefore no updates, so don't go getting too attached, until a little later at least. For now, please enjoy.