The cab ride ended all too quickly, and our couple were soon walking down the little pathway to the restaurant's entrance. Finn leant over Rory and placed a quick peck on her lips before straightening up and unwrapping his arms from around her waist, chuckling as he heard her faint protests. It had only been a coincidence that the two had to be at the same restaurant, so they'd decided to share the same cab, but they didn't want their families finding out about their relationship and planning the next fifty years of their lives together, so they'd opted to go in separately. As they passed the restaurants windows they caught sight of themselves Finn couldn't help but smirk as he caught sight of Rory before she frantically tried to straighten her dress and top thingy (the shrug) and fix her hair.

She looked thoroughly kissed. Her hair was messed up from his fingers running through it, her lips were swollen and a deeper rouge than before from his kisses and her dress was all over the place. She also had several marks on her neck that Finn was in no hurry to point out to her. Finn couldn't help but smile at his accomplishment in such a short time, it was almost as good as being drunk, but he quickly sobered up when he caught sight of Rory's eyes flashing dangerously as she continued to straighten her appearance out. Finn on the other wasn't bothered and left his jacket open with his shirt untucked and his hair sticking up everywhere.

Rory was almost hyperventilating as she continued to straighten out her appearance, while glaring at Finn every once in a while. After all it was his fault that she looked like this and she once again cursed her choice to leave her decision to leave her purse and make up back in the room. Finally, she deemed her self worthy of meeting her grandparents, stuck her nose up in the air and stalked past Finn without a backwards glance. But before she was more than three steps away her arm was pulled and she found her lips fused to Finn's. Moaning she raked her hands through his hair, before she pulled back as she felt Finn's hands sliding under her dress.

Panting heavily, she moved back towards the windows to check her appearance again before she walked briskly into the restaurant. She was lead to where her grandparents were sat and was surprised to find them sat with another two couples. Shooting her grandparents a confused glance, she addressed the whole table, "I'm sorry I kept you waiting."

"Don't worry dear. It appears that our grandson is to be late as per usual." Replied the older male of the two couples.

Smiling, Rory sat down next to her grandfather as her grandmother started the introductions. "Rory, may I introduce Rosemerita and Brendan Morgan and their son Michael and his wife Esmerelda. Their son should be joining us soon."

Rory smiled as she was engaged into a conversation about her schooling with her granddad, Brendan and Michael, not noticing the looks that the other women were giving her. Before any comment could be made, Rory felt a rush of air hit her shoulders as someone came up to a stop at the table. Looking up she was met with very familiar emerald eyes.

Finn eyes widened comically as he saw Rory talking to his granddad and dad. Frowning in confusion he sat in the only available seat, which happened to be next to Rory.

"Mother, father, granddad and grandmother please excuse my being late. Richard, Emily, lovely to see you again. Rory, always a pleasure doll."

Finn heard his mother exclaim "Finn" as he shot Rory a wink that caused her cheeks to flush pink. "It's quite alright Esmerelda. Finn's only being himself, which is a refreshing quality that you don't find in today's younger generations." Richard said.

As the conversations started up again, our couple found out the reason that they were having dinner together. It seemed that Finn's grandparents had spotted Richard and Emily and decided that seeing as they were such good friends that they might as well have dinner together. When Finn heard this reason as to why they were all sharing a table he had snorted before muttering "More like you wanted to set us up." He heard Rory smother a laugh and found her look at him with raised eyebrows. Grinning he leant over to whisper in her ear "I wouldn't be laughing love 'coz considering the way they keep looking at your neck I'd say they found my little……. presents."

Rory's hands flew to her neck as she excused herself and quickly made her way toilet. Luckily the stalls were empty and she finally got a look at the damage Finn had caused. There glaring back at her like some sort of homing beacons were numerous little red marks trailing up and down her neck on both sides. Cursing Finn under her breath she fluffed her hair until it hid the marks on her neck before walking back over the table. Shooting Finn a glare she turned her back on him before she engaged herself in a conversation with Esmerelda.

She felt Finn's breath shimmer down her neck as he whispered, "I'm gonna make you notice me love, whether you want to or not." Frowning slightly she tried to ignore Finn's presence and was succeeding until she felt Finn's fingers sliding up under her dress and along her thigh.