A/n: A reminder, that this is the second installment of five chapters… I hope you enjoy this one- maybe even some action will happen!

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You chew me up and spit me out

Enjoy the taste I leave in your mouth

You look at me I look at you

Neither of us knows what to do

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"Where did you have in mind?" Rory asked as they sped from the parking lot in Logan's hot, black sports car.

"Well, that's a surprise," he gave her an exaggerated wink and turned his attention back to the road.

They sat in silence which was driving Rory insane, "Can I turn on the radio?"

"No! Don't touch it, it mustn't be touched!" he said dramatically.

"Okay then," she said, cowering slightly. He began to laugh at her obedience and when she insisted on him telling her why he was laughing so hard, he couldn't stop.

"I was just kidding you know. What's a car without radio?" Logan asked switching on to his favourite station.

"I like this song," Rory chimed in while 'California' by Phantom Planet played from the stereo. "It's my happy song. When I'm stressed out I like hearing it, its like some kind of bubble of happiness or something," she smiled energetically and hummed along to the lyrics.

"You are too cute for your own damn good," he said half seriously, edging it with a slight chortle.

"And you are too secretive for your own good!" she winked at him and turned to look out the window. The scenery was pleasant as they drove past trees and parks filled with college kids that were too playful and too rambunctious for class.

"We're here," he said, Rory turned her head to see their destination. Pleasantly surprised, she hopped out of the car and ran inside. The coffee shop was quaint, but filled with a certain creativity that made Rory want to come here more often.

Logan followed slowly, chuckling to himself about her excitement over a silly, little coffee shop. Though he did know she would enjoy the place so he was glad his assumptions were correct. He entered the coffee shop and saw her jumping up onto a stool and inhaling the scent of her coffee.

"Watch out Ace, you don't want to burn your nose," he said as he took the seat next to her. She glared at him before taking a sip and letting a deep sigh escape her throat. Logan ordered the same and took a sip, also sighing with delight. Not many knew he was a coffee addict as well and he wasn't about to hide it from her.

"Was it good for you?" she asked. He was so surprised by her sexual reference he nearly spit out his coffee.

"Wow Ace, I think it would have been even better if I was drinking you instead," he winked at her and turned back to his coffee, draining it upon entrance.

"I'm impressed Huntz, can I call you Huntz?" she asked batting her curled eyelashes at him. He smiled and nodded before she continued, "Like I was saying, Huntz, I'm impressed with your knowledge. Are you like my male equivalent? Please tell me you have a reading fetish," her eyes were pleading, sparkling a cerulean blue and dancing as she took in his appearance.

"Well love, excuse me for stealing Finn's word here, I do have a love for literature, although I don't want it to get around. So let's keep it on the DL like Snoop says," he winked at her and she burst out laughing.

"I can't believe you just referenced a rapper with a straight face. I seriously wish I had that one on tape so I could show my mother. I'm pretty sure she'd adore you."

"Wow, already talking about introducing me to the mother. We must be getting serious, but then again I did just break off our engagement. Maybe we should call it on again?"

"Oh, but then I wouldn't get to seduce you into marrying me. And I was so hoping to be like one of those gold-digging beauties you only see in the movies. You're crushing me Huntz, and it hurts real bad!" she put a mocking hand to her heart and wiped away at a fake tear.

"Oh Ace, you can seduce me anytime!"

"Good to know…so…what movie did you have in mind?"

"I was thinking something corny, but cute… Something along the lines of…"

"Well just spit it out already!" she shouted with a smile.

"Fiesty…I like that. Anyways, how about we see The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants?"

"I never took you for a chick flick lover, but I have been wanting to see that movie…" she contemplated for moment and then broke into a smile, "sounds good Huntz!"

"Why thank you. And as far as chick flicks go, and I'll deny this if ever asked again, I think they're cute. I'm a romantic at heart, what can I say," he shrugged his shoulders and began on his second cup of coffee.

"Okay, so are we ready to blow this coffee shop and get on with the movie, or are you planning on sitting here for the rest of the day?" she asked, ordering a last cup of coffee and standing up.

He took a final sip, paid the bill and stood up from his stool. "You chariot awaits love," he said and took her hand to lead her to the car.

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"That was seriously one of the best movies I have ever seen in my entire life!" Rory cried, wiping some tears from her eyes as they left the theatre.

"I was hoping it had more mocking potential. Damn that movie and its goodness." He looked down at his feet and began to fiddle around.

"What is it Huntz? Are you afraid I'm going to tell someone you cried during that movie when Bailey died? Because seriously, that was soooo sad," she said loudly. He gave her a stern look with a "shushing" motion and she began to laugh.

"It's not funny. Rory, be quiet. I don't want it to get around that I liked that movie. I have a reputation to uphold," he whispered, leading her from the theatre.

"Don't tell me to be quiet. You couldn't make me shut up even if you tried, and why would you want to?" she asked with a challenge.

"To do this," he said, capturing her lips with his own and pressing her into the wall behind them.

They broke apart a few moments later and she blinked furiously. "Uh, wow. Okay… that's a good reason to get me to stop talking. An awful good one," she laughed nervously and continued, "You know, I think you've found the secret of shutting me up Huntz I-," and he crashed his lips to hers again, this time, swiping his tongue across her bottom lip asking for entrance that she was all too happy to approve him.

He pulled away this time and sighed, "Sorry, you were rambling."

"No need to apologize. It was…fun…"

"Yeah, fun… So shall we move onto dinner?"

"I have another idea," she said mischieviously and hopped into the drivers side of the car.

"Where are we going?" Logan asked as she sped down the road, back to Yale.

"You'll see," she winked and turned back to the road, laughing to herself.

What a date this was turning out to be!