Once Ben had made the coffee he guided her to a small coffee table in the corner of their large living room. The lights had been switched on and Rory could now see the room properly. It was decorated in delicious chocolate and cream colours with Sofa's to match. There was a large plasma TV screen attached to one of the walls facing the larger couch and speakers had been put up in each corner of the room. Below the TV there was a beautiful fireplace with a gold screen in front of it. A large sheep skin rug lay in front and a few pictures of Ben and Lori and their family/friends adorned the walls making it feel more homely. Rory watched Ben as she took a long sip of her steaming hot coffee. He truly was gorgeous. His dark blonde hair was all over the place and his dark blue eyes scanned the room. He had since put on a wife beater but Rory could still see his defined and toned abs. A little like Logan. She looked to the pictures on the wall where various pictures of him and Lori lay, most of them at various red carpet or high society events. The perfect society couple.
"You're lucky to have her" Rory stated as she took another mouthful of coffee
"Huh?" said Ben, he obviously hadn't woken up properly yet.
"Lori" she said, chuckling slightly.
"Oh you don't have to tell me that" he said, smiling broadly showing a row of perfect white teeth.
"She works her ass of at that Hotel. She does anything and everything for the guests and yet Rosemary still thinks all Lori does is sit on the desk all day painting her nails" Rory placed her cup down onto the coaster which lay on the glass table.
"I know that too, my dad reminds me of that every time I see him. Son, you're never to let that girl out of your sight" he said imitating his father. Rory laughed again.
"So tell me about yourself" Rory said
"What do you want to know?" he said placing his cup down on the table- not on the coaster.
"Anything"
"Okay um, I'm 23, I have 2 brothers, Matthew and Harry, my dad owns the Stanton hotels and my mom runs her own fashion company for the elder woman" he said, using quotation marks for the elder woman part.
"You play for The New York Giants right?"
"Yup, Quarterback" he said obviously quite proud of himself. Rory nodded.
"What do your brothers do?"
"Matthew, the eldest, races proper racing cars and Harry just sits around on his ass mostly" Making them both laugh.
"Do they have girlfriends, sorry I'm really nosy" she said after realising how many questions she was asking.
"It's ok, Matthew is 26 and just got married to his fiancé Casey. Harry likes to think he's some kind of Casanova and says he doesn't want to be tied down but Matt and I think it's just because no girl will go within a mile of him" They both laughed again and Rory realised she had a lot more in common with Ben that she had originally thought.
"Now it's my turn. Tell me about yourself" he said leaning back in the chair and placing his hands behind his head.
"I'm 24. 2 twin brothers. Dad owns a law firm and Mom owns an Inn. I have one semester left at Yale then I'm off into the big wide world of journalism"
"Cool" he said yawning. Rory noticed and told him he could go back to bed. He smiled appreciatively before standing up and leading her up some stairs. He walked her down a long corridor, passing his and Lori's room on the way. Rory saw her blonde hair poking out from under the duvet and smiled, he opened a door for her and told her she could stay as long as she wanted. She said her thanks and he left, she was alone- again.
When Rory woke late in the morning, 11:45 to be precise. She woke up in unfamiliar settings. The room wasn't hers and the furniture wasn't hers. She sighed and lay back down as she remembered where she was. For a guest room they certainly didn't hold back. The room was a white creation. Flowing white curtains covered the long windows and the thick and warm duvet covered her body. A large armoire stood opposite the bed and Rory reached for a remote at the side of the bed. She pressed a random button and watched as the doors of the armoire swung open to reveal another plasma TV. She had to get one of those. She threw back the covers and walked into the bathroom. She had a quick shower and put on her clothes from last night. She made the bed, even though they probably had a maid, and tidied the room. She picked up her chanel bag and searched through it until she found her cell. She flipped it open and saw she had 5 messages. She listened to each one. One from her mom asking if she was coming home that night. Deleted. One from Steph asking if she wanted to go shopping soon. Deleted and the last 3 were from Logan asking where she was and telling her he was worried about her. Deleted, deleted, deleted. She shoved the phone back in the bag and made her way downstairs. She passed Ben and Lori's room and looked in through the open door, it was empty but the bed was unmade. Their room was decorated in chocolate's like the living room downstairs. When she got downstairs Lori was standing searching through the mail while Ben had his arms wrapped around her waist with his head on her shoulder.
"Morning sleepy head" Lori said without looking up at her. Rory nodded at both blondes and sat down at the breakfast bar and began tucking in to some hot pancakes.
A few hours later Ben and Lori walked into the living room, where Rory was watching TV, dressed up smartly. Ben had on an Armani suit and Lori had on a pale yellow knee length dress with pearls that hung down to her midriff. Their hands were interlaced tightly, the perfect society couple. Rory wondered whether she and Logan were the 'perfect society couple' or were the perfect society couple. Lori explained they were going to one of Ben's team-mates weddings, Cole Hunter. They asked whether Rory wanted to join them but she politely declined. They walked out the door and moments later Rory watched as a black Range Rover pulled out of one of the 5 garages and out of the gates. Rory was alone- again.
After exploring the mansion for 20 minutes Rory came across a room that was in such chaos it looked like a bomb had gone off- Lori's closet. Clothes covered the floor so much so you couldn't even see the floor. Clothes hung half off the hangers and the island of draws had been pulled out and left. As a thank you Rory decided to organise all the clothes and tidy it up. After all she needed some organisation in her life.
4 Hours later Rory had every piece of clothing off the floor and back on the hangers, organised by colour co-ordination and by designer. Prada, Gucci, Louis Vuitton all lay side by side alone the walls. Rory placed her hands on her hips and gave herself a pat on the back, literally. Having decided she should face the music, she pulled out her phone and dialled Logan's number. He answered almost immediately.
"We need to talk"
A/N PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE R.R