Logan awoke the next morning to a loud, pounding noise. At first he thought it was his head as it had been so many times in the past but he quickly discerned that it was his door. He pulled himself to his feet and traipsed across his apartment. He opened the door and was met by his father. His very angry father. Mitchum stormed into his apartment.

"Come on in, Dad." Logan said sarcastically.

"I can't believe you, Logan. What goes through your mind when you do these things?"

"I'm good. Thank you for asking." Logan said maintaining his sarcasm.

"I'm not in the mood for your games Logan. You can't just go around punching out business associates because you have a crush!" Mitchum fumed.

"You don't know what you're talking about Dad." Logan stated moving toward the kitchen, Mitchum in tow.

"Really? Enlighten me then. Did you or did you not break William Montgomery's jaw?"

"You know I suspected it but it was never confirmed. So thank you for the satisfaction."

"Logan." Mitchum stated in a warning tone. "This is serious! Richard is absolutely furious! The Gilmores and the Haydens were both counting on a fully advantageous marriage. And Montgomery is walking around sharing some sob story about how you seduced and corrupted the love of his life to anyone who will listen. This is a disaster!"

"There was no nefarious seduction. When I met her she had already broken up with that jag off because she caught him with another woman. Now I know this means nothing to you for obvious reasons, but he was never faithful to her, and that means something to me."

"I don't want you to see her again."

"No can do Dad."

"Logan."

"No. I'm putting my foot down. You have no say over this. Now if you'll excuse me I have to get ready for work. You can let yourself out."

The newsroom was abuzz. Everyone was frenzied at the thought of the new owner making an appearance which in turn caused them to question the sanctity of their jobs. Rory however was nervous about seeing her last bedmate with who she had many unresolved issues. It came to Rory that maybe the elder Huntzberger would be the one to visit today which calmed her nerves even though she knew it was unlikely. Mitchum was still working but his role in day to day business wasn't as exaggerated as it had been in years passed.

The meeting was supposed to start at nine but in true Rory fashion she was comfortably in her seat review notes and numbers at quarter till. She alternated between nervously tapping her pen against the table and nervously chewing her pen cap. Her staff was completely assembled five minutes prior to the meetings commencement. That calmed her. She smiled, she'd trained them well.

Logan entered the building of the gazette and got on the elevator. He wondered what his father would have said if he knew Rory was the editor of the paper he was paying a visit. He entered the news floor but wondered if he was in the wrong place. It was quiet and there certainly wasn't an abundance of news staff milling around as he had come to expect of a typical newsroom. The secretary behind the desk picked up on his slight confusion.

"They are waiting for you in the boardroom."

"Thank you." She pointed him in the right direction.

He opened the door slowly. Rory's back was to him and she was engaged in a spat with one of her writers.

"Over my dead body, Jack!"

"Don't tempt me Gilmore."

"Erin got the opinion piece because in addition to a personality she also has opinions. Two things which you sorely lack and unfortunately for you two components pretty damn important to an opinion piece. End of discussion."

"I'm expressing an opinion right now, aren't I?"

Rory rose an eyebrow. "Get a draft into me, I'll take a look at it. No promises."

"You won't regret it, Ror."

"Yeah, yeah. Don't push it."

Rory glanced down her watch, it was now five past.

"He's not punctual. Great to know." One of the writers pointedly coughed and nodded her head in the direction of the door. She turned her head shocked to see Logan casually leaning against the door frame with a grin.

"Actually, I was still on time despite having to navigate my way through the ghost town that is your newsroom. I was simply observing your little exchange with, what was it, Jack?" to which Jack eagerly nodded. "And although it was amusing I'd like to begin. You don't mind, do you Hayden?"

"Nope." She was shocked at his use of her other last name and wanted to know how he'd secured that little tid bit.

Logan took his seat at the head of the table with Rory to his right. He introduced himself and began by assuring the writers their jobs were for the time secure. It was an easy going discussion. Logan was just taking the time to get a feel for the paper and get to know the staff a bit. Rory was in hell. She was tapping her pen against the table furiously. Logan covered her hand with his to stop her incessant tick with out so much as a glance in her direction or a momentary falter in his speech. Rory's heart sped up and she quickly jerked her hand away. Logan pretended not to notice as he concluded the meeting.

Rory made her way to her office while Logan was preoccupied shaking hands and the like. She was back at her desk checking emails trying to appear occupied. Logan let himself in and took a seat before her desk.

"We have to talk."

"Of course."

"This isn't what I'd like it to be."

"Oh. Um, I'm sorry. I thought you were happy with our performance. I mean our numbers are great and everything else is to standard or above, but we are open to any innovation you see fit."

"I'm not taking about the goddamn paper. The paper's fine. Great. I'm taking about you and me."

"Oh."

"Have dinner with me tonight." She looked up and caught his eyes. Reviewing all the fantasies, dreams, thoughts, and feelings that had been flooding her every moment since she'd first met him.

"Ok, but why don't we have dinner at my apartment. We can order in. I just think it would be really bad if we ran into anyone."

"Ashamed of me already?"

"You wanna come over around seven?" she asked ignoring his witty inquiry as she wrote her address and minimal directions along with her cell number on a pink post it note.

"I love to." He said slipping the post it into the breast pocket of his jacket and leaning forward to lightly brush his lips across her cheek. "I'll see you tonight"

"Yeah, tonight."

Rory finished out her day at the gazette doing her best to concentrate. She rushed home after work debating the perfect casual yet playfully sexy outfit. She picked out a modest cerulean dress that gently hugged her curves and underneath she paired it with a lacey bra and panty set of a similar hue. 'Just incase' she thought. She smiled this was the first date that had ever turned her into a giddy school girl. She'd never been excited for a date and she never considered how a man would react to what was beneath her dress as she had with Logan. She was artfully fanning take out menus across her kitchen counter when she heard a knock at the door.

She opened it and greeted Logan with a slight kiss on the cheek returning the favor from earlier in the day.

"So I was thinking Italian but I'm not picky…"

"Italian is perfect."

"Okay, I'll order the works. Make yourself comfortable." She said gesturing toward her living room.

Logan sat comfortably on her couch surveying the room. She entered the room and sat next to him.

"I ordered extra tiramisu for dessert, and don't worry this stuff is pretty authentic. Although I must say the best tiramisu I ever had was in Florence. I discovered this little place that had just divine desserts. I went there multiple times a day." She said with a smile.

"I bet they had wonderful Florentine hot chocolate also?"

"Oh, yeah. The kind that's surface can support your spoon." She laughed.

"Did you do the Duomo?" he asked.

"Of course! Although I normally have no desire to climb a bazillion stairs, especially in a stairwell that could make anyone claustrophobic, the view was just…breathtaking."

"Yeah it is. Florence is one of my favorite cities."

"My mom and I really loved it."

"Well I'm assuming she is the one with you in all of the beautiful pictures you have in here. You guys are close?"

"Yep. We were really close. But she got married and had kids and she owns an inn and I have my job and everything so I don't get to see her half as much as I would like. Are you close with your parents?"

He laughed out loud. "No. Not at all. But my sister is what made growing up in that house somewhat bearable. Honor's great. She's married to a guy named Josh. We try to get together every couple of weeks."

"She sounds nice."

"She is. You should meet her."

"Oh, yeah…uh huh." Rory stumbled feeling a little uncomfortable. "So we've covered family…What about friends?"

"I've know my two best friends since kindergarten. Colin is a lawyer. He's the sensible, uptight one. Finn, well, he's hard to explain. He's Australian which he thinks makes him exotic. He drinks like a fish and pulls stunts that no one in their right mind would ever consider, but he's got a big heart."

"Like the puppy that chews up your shoes?"

"Like the puppy that chews up your shoes." Logan confirmed enjoying Rory's analogy. "What about you."

"Well I'm pretty much a homebody and a workaholic so my social network is on the small side. There's Lane. We too have been friends since kindergarten. She's in a band, she's the drummer, and she's married to the lead guitarist. She still lives in my hometown so I see her as much as I can. And Paris. I went to high school with her and she was my room mate at Yale. She can be pretty intense but I love her. She's doing her residency at Boston Memorial."

"Ok, I have to ask. You couldn't possibly be talking about Paris Gellar, could you?"

"You know her?"

"I guess you could say that… She was a big reason I avoided the newsroom to an even greater extent my senior year. I'm glad she chose a different profession."

The food arrived and they enjoyed it with a glass or two of wine and continued small talk just content being in each others company.

"You were right about this tiramisu, Ace?"

"I'm right about a lot of things." she said coyly. "And Ace?"

"Yes. You're my new Ace editor."

"Is that so?" she questioned leaning closer to Logan.

"MmHm." He hummed quietly before she captured his lips with her own.

The kiss escalated to a hot and heavy make out session and Rory pulled Logan down on top of her.

"Ror, I think we should stop…I don't want to move too fast."

"In case you've forgotten we've already slept together."

"No, I haven't forgot, trust me, but if we're gonna date I want to do this right."

"Then kiss me." She said pulling him back down once again. He relented. He couldn't resist; trying to stop the first time was hard enough. Her legs were gently thrown around his waist and his hands wandered under her dress caressing her thighs and her round ass. Her fingers were tangled in his hair but she removed one hand to bat at the end table next to her couch. She open the draw clawing for a condom that she had placed there earlier while adhering to her 'just incase' mentality. She removed her other hand and undid his belt and unzipped his pants. She ground her hips into his as she fumbled with the condom wrapper which caused Logan to moan into her mouth.

She had just managed to tear the foil clumsily when she heard rapid thumping on her door and a voice bellow.

"Lorelai Leigh Gilmore, open the door this instant!"

AN: Sorry to end here, but I actually have somewhere to be…There will probably be another update tonight. Thanks for all the reviews, as always they are very much so appreciated! Oh and sorry to bring 'Ace' in but I just couldn't resist, but I promise I will do my best not to obnoxiously over use the endearment…