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Chapter 3

Rory opened the door to her dorm, even though she was distracted by one of her textbooks. She was sucking on a lollipop and had her nose buried into the obnoxiously thick book. She glanced up and standing in front of her was a blond haired, brown-eyed boy who held a single yellow rose in his hand. Rory smiled graciously.

"What? No costume this time? I half expected to see you dressed as Big Bird or something," she remarked facetiously as she accepted the rose from him. The rose was extremely redolent and she breathed in the fragrance as if she depended on it to live. Logan smiled his cocky little smile and leaned against the doorframe, his arms folded.

"So. Last day of exams, huh?" Rory smiled innocently as she remembered her promise.

"You know it," she replied, flopping down onto the couch, the rose lying across her lap.

"Are our plans still on?"

"Definitely."

"Okay, good. Because I have something that will blow your mind," Logan said, strolling into the dorm.

"Well aren't we very self-confident," Rory replied mockingly, as she twirled the rose in her hands.

"I'll let you be the judge of that." Logan raised his eyebrows at her.

"Okay, mister. I have one more exam, and it's in about ten minutes, so I have to go."

"I'll go with you and we'll grab some coffee on the way."

"Okay, how about I grab my stuff and I'll meet you outside with coffee in hand."

"Surely," Logan remarked. He then turned on his heel and practically skipped out of the dorm as he embarked on a search for some serious java. Rory gathered her needed materials, and with a shy smile she walked out of the dorm to go find her boyfriend.

Rory meandered out of her last exam that was difficult, yet strangely rewarding. She was done. For the entire summer, she was free of textbooks and notes and the paper. Even though these were things she loved, she was ready to give them a break and focus on more important things. Like her mom. And Logan. Rory sighed happily and made her way back to her dorm. She was walking along as an arm reached out and pulled her into the corner.

"Hey Ace," Logan whispered as he leaned in to kiss her.

"Nice to see you too, Logan," Rory mumbled between kisses. There was something about his kisses that always made her feel weak in the knees. Some sort of tingle that surged through her body and made her quiver.

"How was your exam?" Logan questioned as the two continued to kiss in the corner. She pulled away from him for a moment.

"Hard, yet satisfying," she replied.

"I know something even better," he suggested as he leaned in to kiss her again.

"Do you ever think about anything else?" she asked, seemingly peeved at his comment.

"I was just kidding, no need to get so defensive there, Ace."

"Sorry, I just… I don't know I guess I'm just tired and cranky,"

"Well that's ostensible," Logan remarked without thinking.

"Well we're a little quick to agree, don't you think?" Rory's voice was raising and her cheeks were turning pink with anger.

"What is wrong with you? Two hours ago, you were overjoyed with me, and now you're pulling an exorcist," Logan exhaled, obviously annoyed with the situation.

"You just wait until my head starting spinning a full three-sixty," Rory snapped, folding her arms and leaning against the cold brick. Logan stared at her, flabbergasted. He had never ever seen her act like this before. Not even after that time he ruined her favorite copy of Pride and Prejudice, or the time he spilled her newly bought cup of coffee all over her lap. He needed to know what was going on. And he needed to know now.

"What's the problem? Seriously Rory, you're making me a little nervous here. What's up?" Rory sighed heavily.

"I don't know. I'm just being stupid I guess. I don't what it is. I was so happy about two minutes ago. But then you made that comment, and it just made me angry. Though I'm not quite sure why, I should be used to those remarks by now, but it just got under my skin." Rory stopped and ran her hands through her hair in frustration.

"I'm sorry I made you so mad. I'll try to lay off with the comments, okay?" Rory nodded and looked at him with wide eyes. "We still on for tonight?"

"Definitely," she whispered, leaning in to kiss him.

"Hello beautiful," Luke said cheerily as Lorelai pulled open her front door. With a six-pack of beer in hand, Luke leaned in and kissed her lightly.

"What a nice greeting," she said with a smile as she stepped aside to let him in. Luke ambled into the living room, placing the beer on the coffee table. He turned around and Lorelai slipped her arms around his waist and kissed him on the forehead.

"Hi Veronica," Luke said with a laugh as he wrapped his arms around her and squeezed tight, never wanting to let go. "So what's on the agenda?"

"Um," Lorelai said, biting her lip as she pulled away. "I was thinking maybe a little Chinese, then maybe a little Casablanca, then maybe a little, I don't know. Whatever you want, I guess." Lorelai twisted her fingers in her hand and watched as Luke took in her suggestion.

"Sounds perfect," he replied, taking her hand and leading her to the couch where the two sat, perfectly nestled inside each other.

Lorelai reached over a grabbed the phone, dialed a number, and quickly ordered some Chinese. When she was done, she put the phone back down and turned to look back at Luke. She stared into his eyes with a smile, and with a longing so deep even she didn't know its depths. There was something about his eyes that pulled her deep into a trance. Something that made her lose the world completely and be lost in the moment forever. Forever was such a long time, that she knew. But in reality, she knew that forever would never be each time for her to spend with Luke.

"I love you," she whispered, biting her lip and laying her head against his chest. She felt him breathing, slow and steady, and she could feel his heart beating in time with hers. This was another one of those perfect moments that could never be replaced by anything. Nothing could outlast this perfect moment… except maybe that next one that would be even more perfect.

"I love you, too," Luke said, stroking her soft, rose-scented hair. The two sat in silence, breathing in time with each other, staring at the blank television screen.

About ten minutes later, Luke finally spoke

"Want to start the movie?" he asked, reaching for the remote. Lorelai placed a hand on his arm, causing him to freeze in mid-air.

"I've got an even better idea."

A/N: Hope you are enjoying this! Should I continue? I'm looking forward to your replies!