A little more smut and the proposition.

I don't own Gilmore Girls

Ch7 Pizza without Strings

Logan began to wake. At first Logan thought he dreamed the night but as he tried to get up he knew it was real. Lying on top of him was the most amazing girl he was ever with.

She began to stir and looked up at him; she smiled "Good-morning." He looked over to the side of the bed turned back brushed her hair from her face looked into her beautiful eyes and replied, "More like Good-afternoon."

"I don't think I can move but I need food and lots of coffee."

"Why don't you let me go? I'll go to the kitchen and whip something up."

"You can cook? Maybe I'm going to have to keep you locked in the apartment to be my man servant."

"Nothing would please me more, Ace."

"MAC, I appreciate the offer but there is one problem."

"MAC?"

"Master and Commander, don't tell me you already forgot." she said flippantly.

He chuckled, "No I didn't forget, I thought you wouldn't remember. Now back to the issue at hand what is the problem?"

"Well, you see, um. I don't cook so besides some milk, and cereal I don't have any real food in the house. We can order out, there is a great Italian place down the road and they deliver. That way we don't have to leave."

"Ace, I like the way you think. Do you have a menu and number?"

"It's in the kitchen." When she didn't make an attempt to get up he laughed to himself.

"Where in the kitchen?"

"In the drawer next to the fridge, while you're up can you turn on Winston and make me a large mug of black coffee?"

"Winston?"

"Yeah, the coffee maker."

"Why is he names Winston?"

"It fit."

He just gave her an odd look and grinned.

After the coffee was ready he made his way back to the bedroom with his phone in hand and her coffee in another. "So what should we get?"

"Mmmm this is good, you really are useful to have around." He watched her drink the coffee she looked like she was about to have another orgasm. She continued, "I want the chicken pesto pizza, an order of brushetta, and the chicken parm. So Mac, anything look appetizing to you?"

He couldn't believe how much she ordered, most girls would go with a salad.

"Um, the Lobster ravioli sounds good."

"Oh, it is good, get that and we can share."

He dialed the number, and made the order. As soon as he said the order was for Rory Hayden, they said they were all set and the food would be there in 40 minutes.

"That's strange they took the order but didn't ask for an address or credit card."

"They have my info on file; it makes it a lot easier."

"We have 40 minutes, do you have any ideas of what we can do?" He wiggled his eyebrows as he made his way toward her.

She smiled, and got out of bed "I don't know about you but I'm going to take a shower." She got out of bed naked and strolled confidently toward the bathroom. Logan was reclining back enjoying the view. As she reached the door, she turned around and said "You know the shower is large enough for two."

He smiled, got out of bed and strolled to the bathroom.

As they emerged from the shower the phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Miss Hayden, your food order has arrived."

"Thanks, John, you can send the delivery guy up."

They placed all the food on the floor of her T.V. room and began to eat. It wasn't until they bit into the food that they realized how hungry they really were. Neither spoke while they consumed most of the order.

"That was great, Ace. I can see why you have their number close by."

"Yeah, it is good. Logan." she paused "we need to talk."

She saw his smile fade. Nothing every good begins with that statement.

"It's nothing bad, well that depends on how you look at it. I mentioned yesterday in the car how I still want to write feature articles, well I have a great opportunity to go down to New Orleans to write a story of the victims, it's getting close to a year and it hasn't gotten much better."

That was bad he thought. "So when are you leaving and for how long?"

"I'm leaving after Steph and Colin's wedding, but I won't be back for over a year."

"What, why, do you need that much research?" He couldn't believe he just began talking to yesterday and now she'll be gone. What happened to fate, timing or whatever other shit you want to call it?

"I'm only going to New Orleans for a month but than I'm leaving for England. My brothers' are going to Oxford for a year so I'll be there to help when they get in trouble and I have some friends and family there that are expecting me. Besides I love England. I have a great place in London that my great grandmother Trixie left me and than there is the Hayden estate." she paused, contemplating if she should ask the next question. But than she realized she had been very good for very long and needed a good time. "I'll be here for over a month, and I was wondering if you would be interested in spending time with me? A no-strings kind of relationship. You could escort me to some of the events coming up and we can have fun. Last night...this morning" she blushed "was unforgettable; at least it was for me. This way you can still date other girls and we can still have fun."

He sat there staring at her; he didn't know if this was a good idea. Last night was unforgettable and even though he has only been with her for less than 24 hours there was something about her and he didn't know if he would be able to let go. But what choice did he have, if he said 'no' than he wouldn't be able to spend time with her but if he said 'yes' he was worried he wouldn't be able to get her out of his system.

"Yes. I mean I would love to spend time with you over the next month. Last night was unforgettable and I would love to have a few more nights like that before you leave. And you're right no-stings would be best since you are leaving and as you said we would still have the opportunity to date others." He said with a false smile.

"Good, I'm glad we got that out of the way, now what do you say about continuing our fun?" she said as she crawled over to straddle him.

His hands slipped under the shirt she was wearing, the shirt he wore last night, that's when he noticed she wasn't wearing any panties.

"I was wondering why you decided to wear my shirt when we are at your apartment. Not that I'm complaining it looks great on you but personally I thought it looked better on the floor." As he said this he took the shirt off of her and threw it on the floor and there she was just wearing her smile.

She pulled his t-shirt off and soon his pants followed. She was back on top of touching him, kissing him making him want her more. He couldn't get enough of her, his hands were everywhere. They were both ready, she knelt up, guided him into her and she began to move. It was slow at first both wanting to feel each moment but the pressure began to build and she needed release, he placed his hands on her hips and encouraged her to quicken the pace. "Faster, harder." She obliged. She could feel the release coming she was moaning his name, she arched he back and her eyes rolled back, and his name was no longer a moan but a scream. She collapsed against him trying to catch her breath.

He grabbed her ass and maneuvered them around. She was now lying on the rug coming off of her high, he needed his release so he began to pump in and out of her she wrapped her legs around him. As the pressure built he heard her repeat the words he said earlier "Faster, harder." His heart was racing as he continued to slam into her; he heard her screaming his name as she came again than he cried out hers. He rolled to the side pulling her on top of him, both were trying to form a coherent thought but all they could say was "WOW."

The next 24 hours were pretty much the same. They would eat, talk, laugh and have sex. It was an amazing weekend if you asked either one of them. Sadly Sunday evening came around and Logan had to get back to New York. He couldn't show up to work on Monday with the same clothes he wore on Friday and he really needed to get some sleep, something that he knew wouldn't happen if he stayed at Rory's.

"Are you free this week?"

"I would love to say 'yes' but I'm not. I won't be around until Saturday afternoon."

"No dinner on Friday?"

"Oh, there of course will be dinner, but it's in the form of a party at the Hayden's in Boston. Would you like to come along? I know the escorting thing is part of our no strings, but this is kind of short notice. You don't have to if you already have plans, I know you have to work but if you come I could rent a room at a hotel instead of staying at my parent's place up there since I don't want them to hear us …" she was rambling, something she tended to do throughout the weekend, he found it quirky and enduring.

"Ace, stop. I would love to go. I don't have plans and I could get out a little early so we could drive up together. I agree about the hotel room. So you're all booked up the rest of the week."

"Actually, I'll be in New York for fittings and girl time tomorrow and Tuesday. Wednesday I already have plans with the gang for dinner, Thursday I'm having dinner with my manager and publisher and that brings us to Friday."

"You're having dinner with the gang; I'm I not part of that gang?"

"Logan, of course you can come along I just assumed you were busy since you weren't coming. Scratch that, these plans were made before Steph told me why we never met before. You're more than welcome to come along I'm sure everyone will be happy you're there, especially me." She smiled.

Logan loved when she smiled she looked so innocent, he knew without a doubt that she wasn't yet she still had an innocence about her.

"Dinner on Wednesday, of course I can make it. Also if you want I can accompany you to your dinner on Thursday, you know I do own the publishing company, or at least I will one day."

"Logan, thank you but I don't want to take up all your time. I don't want you to go and cancel anything you may already have just to spend another evening with me."

"I have no plans." He was telling a lie but he would much rather spend time with Rory than go on date with a bimbo, and he would have plenty of time for those dates once she was gone.

"I may not know everything about you but I have heard that you have women lined up, so I'm having a hard time believing that you have no plans on Wed, Thurs or Fri this week. Next thing you'll say is that you're free all weekend."

"Of course I'm free all weekend. You know I do go through dry spells."

"I guess it's convenient that we finally met during one of your 'dry spells'."

"Yes, definitely lucky." He leaned in to give her a quick kiss good-bye.

"That's it?" she pouted.

"You know as well as I do if it's not quick I won't get out of here anytime soon."

"Would that be so bad?" She smiled. She knew he had to go but wanted to spend a little more time with him.

"Never, but I don't think my father would appreciate me coming in tomorrow tired both physically and mentally. I'll see you Wed?"

"See you than."

She closed the door and leaned back against it sighing, no strings, I have to remember this is no-strings, it was my idea. I know it was only one weekend but it seemed so right to be with him.

Logan got onto the elevator and was in a daze. I have to remember this is no-strings. I'm a no-strings kind of guy, it was only a weekend, an amazing weekend and once she is gone its back to normal. Yeah right. he sighed.