Okay...
Logan, never lossing her lips, hands wrapped firmly around her waist and neck, steered them to her room and expertly closed the door with his foot.
Okay.
"Logan?" Rory whispered.
But Logan didn't so much as budge. Rory inhaled and looking at Logan all she wanted to do was cry. She didn't really understand it but she knew, now better than ever, that she had to end this. She had to stop fooling herself into believing Logan would come around, that he would change, that he was boyfriend material.
A crystal tear slipped from her eye and she watched Logan sleep knowing this would be the last time, that this was over; their whatever was over. She swallowed hard trying to suppress more tears from falling.
"Logan," Rory began in her smallest whisper, "I love you."
She bent over and kissed him sweetly on his forehead before cuddling back onto his shoulder for the last time.
