She walked into the office and could barely hide her smile.

The weekend had been incredible. She felt rested and energized, and well... she couldn't stop smiling at the thought of the two of them.

They didn't leave his hotel room for the whole weekend, but talked and ate and slept and read and well... there was a certain amount of sex as well.

She giggled lost in thought. Looking up she saw a couple of coworkers staring at her.

She made a mental note to keep it together. She had work to do after all.

Her staff meeting was the usual. Once again he was not present, but that was probably a good thing. She probably would have blushed her way through the whole meeting feeling his eyes on herself.

She walked back to her desk and sat down, focusing on the stash of articles piled up in front of her.

Her phone rang and she picked up answering it.

"Mr. Huntzberger is here and would like to meet you" she heard Kate's voice "Are you free now?"

She rolled her eyes in amusement. He got in and called her straight to his office? It was only a couple of hours she left his hotel room to go back home to change for work.

She smiled and answered:

"Yeah, I'll be right there"

She walked over to his office and past Kate noticing her being especially nervous today.

She pondered this, looking back on her while she pushed his door open.

"So lover boy, does this mean you have an urgent erection that needs to be dealt with?" she cooed as she walked into his office.

She froze dead in her tracks as she saw his preoccupied face looking up in shock and a man sitting in front of his desk. The man slowly turned to face her with an astonished look on his face. She started blushing violently, staring at the ground in embarrassment and she felt like she was actually going to faint.

She recognized the man, she's seen enough pictures of him. He was Mitchum Huntzberger.

"Ms. Gilmore" she heard Logan, hesitant and slightly disturbed "this is my father, Mitchum Huntzberger. He came to check on the progress."

Mitchum got up from his seat and turned to her, obviously pleased at the fact that she was as embarrassed as humanly possible. He shook her hand with a wide grin and greeted her:

"Ms. Gilmore, I've heard so much about you" he paused an glanced towards his son "Obviously not everything".

Rory's face turned an even deeper shade of red and Logan closed his eyes silently cursing.

She mumbled some sort of a greeting and sat down in another chair, offered to her by Mitchum.

They all sat, Mitchum glancing from one to the other and Rory still staring at the ground.

Logan sighed and tried to break the silence.

"Well, we were just looking over some of the changes we've made and I think there is nothing urgent to discuss. We should probably let you go do your job, editor" he looked at his father, his gaze intense as if he were trying to control the man.

He knew his dad, he was going to have a field day with this, but he was trying to spare Rory.

Mitchum seemed to agree.

"Yes of course, I am quite sure you are busy. I just wanted to introduce myself"

Rory managed to look up and steady her composure. She smiled and said:

"Of course, Mr. Huntzberger. It was a pleasure to meet you" she lied and got up to walk out of the room.

She was practically running by the time she closed the door behind her. On her way past Kate's desk she shot her a deadly glare. How could she not warn her?

But then again she probably didn't know Rory would burst in saying something completely inappropriate.

She frowned as she walked out into the newsroom thinking of ways to kill herself.

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"You are screwing the editor?" Mitchum asked in disbelief, grinning from ear to ear.

Logan rubbed his eyes and sighed prepping himself for the conversation they were about to have.

Having Mitchum barge in on him unannounced was bad enough. And this whole fiasco with Rory definitely didn't help things either.

"You've been here a week and you are screwing the editor" Mitchum said amused.

"Dad" Logan said annoyed.

"Don't get me wrong, she is a nice looking girl and all..." he went on.

"Dad" Logan repeated trying to make him stop "Can we focus on work?"

"Sure. Let's focus on work" he said, leaning back in his chair, studying his son "Focusing on work is good, maybe you should do that yourself."

Logan shot him a glare.

"I am doing my job, what I am doing in my spare time is none of your concern" he spat out.

"Really? Well if your spare time involves you 'doing' your editor, it is of my concern since it does seem to influence your job" his voice became serious suddenly. His smile was gone and he looked determined.

"I don't know what you mean" Logan replied, his voice low.

"You've been here a week. I wanted to shut this whole thing down, this paper is nothing but competition for the rest of our publications, there is no point in keeping it alive if it's a loss maker, but all week long you're telling me you want to keep it going and make it work. You just haven't been telling me why."

"This has nothing to do with me and Rory" Logan said.

Mitchum's brow shot up hearing him referring to her by her first name.

"Are you sure?" he asked and paused.

"Because the way I see it, you haven't gotten half of your changes through. First that serial, then these half-witted interns and now you're telling me you are going with a different format than we've agreed on..."

Logan cut him off.

"The serial has been taken care of and there will definitely be changes in the staff. As far as the format change, I reconsidered it and I am convinced this would actually be a better format if we didn't want to alienate the considerate amount of readers the paper already has."

"Convinced by whom?" he interrupted, leaning back again.

Logan took a deep breath.

"Look" he said, bargaining with him "let's wait some more, look at the numbers again and take it from there. There is no point trying to make this personal".

He looked at his father determined and Mitchum knew there was no point in arguing further. But he couldn't resist dropping another cynical comment:

"Yeah, definitely no point in making it personal. Well. I will be in town for this week for business anyway. We'll talk some more" he said while getting up from his chair.

Logan stood up as well and watched as he walked towards the door.

"Don't hurt yourself working too hard" he heard him sneer as he closed the door behind him.

Logan slumped back into his chair and closed his eyes sighing.

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She has been staring at his office door for at least fifteen minutes now. Her mind was racing.

He's been in there all day long, not coming out for a second and it was already past 10 P.M.

This is crazy, she thought to herself as she got up and walked in his office's direction. Kate was already gone and she stopped in front of his door, taking a deep breath.

She knocked on the door. He heard an answer and she slid into his room. He was stooping over his desk looking through pieces of paper and looked up confused as she entered.

"Hey" she said shyly.

"Hey" came his reply as he glanced at the clock on the wall. "Jesus, it's late. I hadn't noticed."

He looked tired, she thought. She walked up to his desk and sat in a chair, still uneasy.

Logan looked at her and suddenly realizing they haven't spoken all day he said:

"Sorry about this morning"

"Yeah, how about a 'heads up' next time?" she said forcing out a wry smile.

He just sighed in return.

"You've been working all day" she said trying to get him to talk about it.

"Yeah, I'm a bit swamped."

"Is everything okay?"

He looked up as if he were contemplating whether or not to go into the whole conversation.

"Yeah. Just trying to make ends meet. There's a couple of things we have to take care of"

"Like what?"

He sighed.

"Just some reorganizing and some questions about the staff and..." he trailed off. He talked as though it took him a lot of effort to formulate the words.

"Let's not talk about this now, I'll just update you tomorrow, okay?" he said, reaching over the desk to stroke her hand lightly.

She returned his smile and agreed.

"Are you coming over tonight?" she suddenly asked. She was immediately embarrassed, hearing herself say those words.

He looked up and paused for a second.

"Yeah, look, I don't think so, I still have some things to go over and I am really beat, so..."

She cut him off:

"Oh yeah, sure" not wanting to hear him trying to find excuses. She stood up and forced out another smile.

He saw her reaction and got up as well.

"Rory, it's nothing, it's just been a rough day..."

"No, of course, no worries" she said and leaned over his desk to give him a light kiss as if emphasizing she was fine.

"I'll see you tomorrow" she said with a fake smile and rushed out of his office for the second time that day.

She went back to her desk and gathered her stuff, not being able to sit down or stay there anymore, her frustration making her want to walk it out. She left the office building immersed in thoughts.

Her mind was racing, calculating.

Was he being strange? Or was he just tired? Did this have something to do with his father? Or work?

She couldn't make sense of it. She finally came to a stop out on the street, the cool air calming her. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

You gotta stop obsessing, she told herself as she resumed walking.

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The doorbell woke her up.

It has been pushed several times and she tried to steady herself on the bed after having just sat up really quickly.

She sat there straining her eyes trying to comprehend where she was and what was happening. She looked at her alarm clock and read it. 2:14 A.M.

Who the hell would disturb her at that time?

She pulled herself up from her bed and walked out towards her hall, bumping into things on her way, not having bothered to turn on any lights.

She opened the door energetically.

"What!" she shouted, her eyes squeezed shut because of the streetlight hurting her.

"You were sleeping?" he asked slowly.

"What the hell do you think I was doing, it's 2 A.M." she answered shocked.

"I'm sorry".

She opened her eyes now, seeing Logan standing in her doorway. He looked exhausted.

"What are you doing here?" she asked him, still trying to adjust her eyes.

"I couldn't sleep" he whispered.

"You look like crap" she said, which was sort of ironic given her state "how is it possible you couldn't sleep?"

"I don't know" he said, his face in a frown.

She studied him a bit worried.

"What's wrong?" she asked, her voice barely audible.

He shrugged his shoulders.

"I... I just... I wanted to..." he was trying to formulate a coherent sentence.

She pulled him in and closed the door behind him, taking off his coat. He let her do it.

She lead him into the bedroom and pushed him onto the bed, taking his shoes off. He seemed so tired, closing his eyes as soon as he was lying on the bed. She got up next to him and pulled him close, letting his head rest against her chest.

"What is it Logan?" she whispered again.

"Nothing" he murmured "I just sleep better when you're there" he said simply, already drifting off to sleep.

She smiled to herself and pulled the covers over them.

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Something woke her up. Her head was still in a haze as she tried to make sense of what was happening.

Logan was on top of her, kissing her neck and running his hands over her body.

"You've got some nerve, mister, waking me up twice in one night!" she said, her speech slurred.

She felt his naked body on top of her and he was already working on pulling down her shorts.

"Your alarm is gonna go off in 15 minutes anyway. I thought this would be a much nicer wake-up call" he whispered seductively in her ear.

"You are out of your mind Huntzberger" she said trying to push him off of herself laughing.

He resisted, grinding his hips against hers letting her feel his arousal.

"Oh, the infamous erection" she smiled, her eyes still closed.

He couldn't suppress his laugh.

"I sense a bit of sarcasm. I fear you are not appreciative enough of my assets" he said accusingly.

She sighed.

"Oh I think I am" she said, finally opening her eyes, emphasizing her words by grasping his cock with her hand.

He groaned at the sudden pressure.

"I want you so fucking bad" he whispered in her ear as he lifted her tanktop.

His words gave her goosebumps and she felt her body come alive. His skin felt so warm against her now naked body. She kissed him passionately as she felt his erect member pushing against her legs. She moaned into their kiss.

He suddenly spun her around, repositioning her on top off him and she straddled him making his breathing become more rapid.

He pulled her higher, so he could bury his head in her breasts. His hands travelled up her body coming to rest on the sides of her breasts, pushing them together. He licked her nipples watching as they became hard and hearing her gasp as his tongue circled them. She leaned into him, allowing him more contact and steadying herself with her hands on the headboard.

He continued sucking her breasts as his hands slid down again to her hips. He lifted her gently and guided his cock inside of her.

She moaned as he slid into her and he let his head fall back onto the bed as he enjoyed the feeling of her tight pussy around his hard cock.

He thrust into her, making her moan again. She started rocking on top of him, setting her own rhythm and he closed his eyes enjoying the feelings she was eliciting inside of him.

She leaned into him, once again letting him taste her breasts as she quickened the pace.

His hands on her hips, he guided her movements, holding her steady on top of him.

The friction on her clit made her go crazy and she moaned continuously now.

He saw her coming closer and he thrust into her harder, meeting her movements.

She grasped the headboard and was moaning his name as his thrusts sent her over the edge.

She came hard, contracting over him, her whole body trembling. She collapsed on top of him panting and mumbling under her breath.

"What was that?" he whispered into her ear.

"I said you were right, this is a much better wake-up call"

He smiled as he spun her around once more still inside of her, wanting to be on top, steadying himself with his arms.

He started to thrust into her slowly, feeling how tight she was from having just orgasmed. He cursed at the sensation.

Wanting to make him go even deeper, she lifted her legs and placed them on his shoulder one by one. He slid into her all the way, making her gasp.

It felt incredible, he could feel himself losing control, wanting his own release. He quickened the pace thrusting deep into her and she clutched his neck as she came a second time, screaming his name in pleasure.

He came as well with one last thrust, emptying into her and groaning loud.

He collapsed on top of her, his heart beating violently, trying to slow his breathing.

She smiled as her alarm clock went off.