Chapter 10

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AN: Here's the new chapter! Sorry it's late, I went on vacation so I couldn't really write. I've already started on the next one. Enjoy!

"And this is Ms. Patty's Dance Studio," Rory said as she and Logan walked hand in hand down the sidewalk, Elle trailing behind them.

"Ohh, it's cute," he said. "You take any classes there?"

"Um, no, not really," she shrugged.

"Ha," Elle laughed behind them. "Good luck Logan, I'm going to go say hi to Ms. Patty." She went inside, leaving the couple to talk.

"Ace," he prompted, pulling on her hand to get her stop walking.

"Fine maybe I did," she admitted.

"Mhm, and?"

"And what?"

"And what's the story?"

"There's no story Logan," she said, glaring at him.

"Ace," he warned again.

"Fine," she sighed. "When I was 7 I was in the spring dance show. Long story short, I don't exactly have the grace required to be a ballerina so midway through the show I fell off the stage, bringing three other girls down with me. My costume broke and I fractured my wrist."

"Aw poor Ace," he said, laughing.

"It's not funny," she admonished.

"She's right, the story isn't all that funny, the video is a lot better," Elle said, popping her head back out.

"Oh my god there's a video," he laughed. "I have got to see this."

"No Logan! No one needs to see that!"

"I'm considering renting out a movie theatre to watch this," he teased.

"Logan," she whined.

"Rory," he mocked her.

"I hate you," she said, slapping his chest. He slid his arm around her waist and pulled her close.

"Are you sure about that because I was getting a very different vibe this morning," he whispered, nipping at her ear. Her face turned red, just as it always did when he made comments like this. He would really have to work on that, I mean it was adorable, but if he got her to loosen up he was pretty sure she would have some damn dirty things to say to him. Not to mention sexting, which was a whole sperate topic, but it would make those weeks apart much easier.

"Well if you ever want to get that vibe again, shut up," she warned.

"Is that a threat?" he asked, his eyebrow raised.

"Possibly," she countered.

"Think I can change your mind?" he asked.

"Again, possibly," she said.

"Hm, give me 10 minutes in a coat closet," he said.

"Logan," she said, hitting his bicep.

"What? You said I could change your mind, that's how I'm going to do it," he said innocently.

"Logan Huntzberger you are incorrigible," she said, smiling as he pulled her to stand in front of him. She laughed when he kissed her nose and then her lips. He placed his hands flat on her back and held her tight to his body. Rory relaxed completely into the kiss as he swept his tongue against hers. Logan slid his hands around her waist all the way, not able to get closer to her if he tried. The kiss heated up as Rory wrapped her arms around his neck and stood on her toes for better access.

"We're causing quite the scene Mr. Huntzberger," she murmured.

"I don't particularly care Ms. Hayden," he said, capturing her lips again in a hot kiss. He looked around and quickly spotted a secluded corner before pulling her into it and pressing her back against the wall. She ran her hands through Logan's hair, letting out a soft moan as he bit down on her bottom lip. Logan rested one hand on her hip and another on her thigh which he tugged on, causing her to wrap her leg around his hip. Logan began to inch his hand up her skirt, cupping her ass and pulling her further into him. She could feel his hard erection pressed against her core through his pants and her thong.

"Someone's excited," she said against his lips.

"Very," he agreed.

"You know the quicker we finish this tour and get back to the house," she said, moving her kisses to his neck and up to his ear. "The quicker we can finish this, properly."

"I like the way you think Ace," he said, biting back a groan when she nipped at a spot under his ear.

"Oh my God get a room," Elle practically yelled upon walking out of Ms. Patty's and finding them groping each other against the wall. Rory pulled her lips from Logan's neck, intending to break away completely but found herself unable to do so as he was still holding her leg up and her back against the wall.

"Logan," she whispered, pushing on his chest.

"Fine," he whined. With one last quick kiss he let her slip out of his embrace. Rory ran her hand through his hair, trying to fix the mess she had made of it.

"Later. I promise," she said, pecking him on the lips before really stepping back and pulling him by the hand back to the sidewalk.

"Seriously?" Elle asked, her eyebrow raised.

"Yeah, have you seen him?" Rory said, walking right past her.

"Trust me I have," Elle said, rolling her eyes.

"Then I shouldn't have to explain much," Rory shrugged.

"Oh, Rory is this the new boyfriend Elle was telling me about?" Ms. Patty came out of the studio and eagerly made her was over to the couple.

"Ms. Patty, this is Logan, Logan this is Ms. Patty," Rory said.

"It's a pleasure to meet you," he charmed, taking her hand and kissing it.

"Believe me the pleasure it all mine," she said. "Darling he's gorgeous," she told Rory, taking her time inspecting him.

"I am inclined to agree."

"If you ever get tired of him, I'm always on the lookout for husband number 6," Ms. Patty teased.

"I'll keep that in mind but for now he's stuck with me," Rory laughed.

"Stuck being the operative word," Logan joked.

"Mean," Rory said, bumping his hip with hers. He simply pulled her into his side and rubbed her arm up and down.

"So how long have you been together?" she asked, desperate for gossip.

"A week," Rory said.

"Really? You two seem awfully smitten," she said, skeptical.

"Just a week, we swear," Logan laughed.

"We've known each other longer though," Rory admitted.

"I have to hear the story!" she gasped. "Just how you met, you know I love gossip Rory."

"That you do," Rory agreed. "Um I think it was almost two months ago," she said, which got a nod from Logan. "I went to visit Elle at Yale and when I tried to get a coffee cup down off a shelf, I kind of fell and instead of falling on my ass like I should have, Logan caught me."

"Oh that's just adorable," Ms. Patty said, practically swooning.

"Well I couldn't let my Ace fall, now could I?" Logan said.

"I suppose not," she laughed. "Ok well I'll let you three finish the little tour, and I hope to see you later handsome." Rory watched as Logan's eyes widened in shock just before Ms. Patty walked away.

"Please dear god, tell me that was you," Logan said, looking down at Rory with the horrified look still plastered on his face.

"Sorry babe," she said, biting back a laugh.

"I feel violated," he said.

"Yeah that tends to happen," she said, placing a hand on his chest.

"So, you knew that was going to happen to me?!"

"I expected it," she said.

"A little warning would have been nice," he said, pinching her side and making her laugh.

"Aw I'm sorry honey," she giggled, leaning up to kiss him. "You want me to take a look at it later, kiss it better?"

"You know that might help," he said.

"I'm sure," she said as he kissed her again.

"Can we keep this moving?" Elle asked.

"Sure," Rory sighed as she and Logan walked hand in hand down the sidewalk, Elle trailing behind them.

"Now what?" Rory asked as they all walked through the front door of the Hayden mansion late in the afternoon. The couple headed into the living room and without a word, Elle went to the kitchen.

"Well I don't know what Elle is doing but you need to get your cute ass upstairs and get ready," Logan said.

"Why?" she asked excitedly.

"Because I am taking you out to dinner," he said.

"Our first real date," she said.

"Our first real date," he confirmed.

"This is so exciting," she said.

"I'm glad, now get ready," he urged, grinning at her.

"What should I wear? Is it fancy?"

"Don't worry about it, I already put something on your bed," he said.

"Thank you," she said, kissing him sweetly. He indulged in the kiss for a minute before turning her around and pushing her towards the stairs.

"Ok, ok I'm going," she said, laughing on her way up.

Once she was upstairs and in her room, Logan made his way into the kitchen where Elle was seated at the kitchen table with a mug of coffee and a magazine.

"We need to talk," Logan said.

"About?" she asked, lowering the magazine.

"About your little phone call last night," he said, leaning against the counter, folding his arms over his chest.

"My phone call?" she asked, her eyebrow raised.

"To Juliet."

"Oh," she said.

"Oh is right. You're lucky I'm the one picked up the phone and not Rory," he said.

"I'm not so sure about that," she said as Logan seemed more than pissed off over what he had heard.

"First of all, I know your jealous, that much is obvious but you need to lay off. Rory is your sister and if you have any semblance of respect for her or me then you'll call off this ridiculous agreement you and Juliet have come to. Second of all, who the hell do you think you are trying to break us up? Our relationship is none of your business, it's no one's business but mine and Rory's. Now I don't know what you two thought you were going to get away with over winter break but I'm asking Rory to come with us and I swear to God if either one of you tries something with her there you will seriously regret it. Any questions?"

"Just one."

"Shoot."

"Why did you choose her? Why did you 'settle down' for her?"

Now that he was done reprimanding her, Logan took a seat across from her at the table. "Two months ago, I was that playboy you had met, I was going from one girl to another barely bothering to remember their names for the whole night. I had a pretty bad experience with my first girlfriend and it turned me off to seriously dating anyone. I figured I couldn't get hurt if I just slept around, so I spent the last four years biding my time until I found someone I would be with 'until death do us part'. Now I thought it would take much longer than four years but I got lucky. I didn't want to love someone until I knew there was a potential for that. I have that with Rory and that's why I 'chose her', that's why I 'settled down' for her. I've never met anyone like her and I didn't want to lose her."

"You really like her huh?"

"It's a lot more than 'like' but yeah I do," he said.

"Alright." She sighed.

"Alright what?"

"Alright I'll back off," she said.

"Really? You will?"

"Yes, I will and I'll talk to Juliet too, I don't think she'll agree with me but I can try," she said. "You're right, she's my sister and I'm acting selfish. You obviously care about her a lot and I don't want to ruin that. Just watching you two today was enough for me to see that."

"Well thank you, I'm sure Ace will be relieved to hear that and don't worry I won't tell her about what I overheard," he said.

"Thanks," she said.

"Don't thank me, if I told her that she would be crushed. I'm doing this for her," he said.

"Got it," Elle said. "So on a lighter note, where are you taking her?"

"Just this Italian restaurant she's mentioned before and then this place I found that does gourmet coffee tasting," he said.

"Oh my God she's going to love that," Elle laughed.

"I sure hope so," he said, running his hand through his hair.

"Trust me she will," Elle assured him.

"I'll take your word for it," he said.

"You do that," she said, standing up to get another mug of coffee. "I promise she will be thrilled and you will be rewarded quite thoroughly."

"Oh my god," he laughed. "That is your sister."

"Yeah, I know, but do you have any idea how loud the two of you are?"

"Sorry about that," he said.

"Mhm, just try to keep it down tonight," she said, coming back with her now full mug.

"I'll try," he said.

"Well I didn't just hear the gross stuff, I also heard her laughing, a lot. You make her happy which is good," she said.

"She makes me happy, I'd do anything to make her happy too," he said.

"Which is also good," she laughed.

"Logan!" Rory called to him from the top of the stairs.

"Yes dear," he answered, smirking.

"Where the hell did you put my towel from this morning?!"

"And on that note," he said, standing up and pushing the chair back under the table. Elle laughed as he left the room and went up the stairs, through the bedroom, and into the bathroom where his girlfriend was sitting in the bath tub surrounded by fading bubbles.

"Well don't you look cute," he teased.

"Seriously where is my towel? The pink fluffy one? Because last I remember you were pulling it off me. I asked you to hang it up and did you? Apparently not."

"I would tell you if I remembered, I was more focused on the view I had," he laughed. "Which is very similar to the one I have now."

"What did you do with it?" she asked.

"I really don't know Ace," he said, raising his hands up in surrender.

"Yeah sure," she said.

"I swear," he said.

"Mhm," she said, nodding her head in mock seriousness.

"Did you check the hamper?" he asked.

"Yup," she said.

"You really don't believe me?" he asked.

"Well… no, I don't," she said.

"Alright, maybe we just won't go to dinner," he said, shrugging.

"What? Are you punishing me?" she asked, her eyebrow raised.

"Maybe," he said, folding his arms over his chest once again.

"You seem pretty confident there, mister," she said, mimicking his stance.

"Why shouldn't I be?" he said.

"Hm, because you have no idea what the consequences of this little 'punishment' will be," she said.

"Oh, and what will they be?" he asked.

Instead of answering him, she sat up slightly, her breasts becoming visible over the water, and raised her leg up seductively. His eyes trailed over her body, watching as a few drops of water left slid down the valley of her breasts. He took a step towards her only for her to shake her head. "And there's your consequence," she said.

"Aw come on," he groaned.

"So, are we still skipping dinner?" she asked.

"Yeah, we are, for a much different reason," he said, his voice so deep and husky it made her body shiver, even as she sat in the hot water.

"What reason?" she asked, teasing him as he came closer and she did nothing to stop him.

"Several actually," he said, reaching her and leaning over the edge of the tub to crash his lips down on hers, his arms holding him above her.

"That's a pretty good one," she said as he kissed her thoroughly.

"I've got another," he said, massaging her nipple with his thumb.

"Mm, an even better reason," she purred.

"Isn't it?" he agreed.

"Oh," she gasped as he rolled it between his thumb and forefinger. She thrusted her chest towards him and arched her back against the tub, fairly sure that she hadn't been sitting down she would have collapsed.

"This tub looks a little big for just one person," he whispered.

"Oh believe me it is," she said, whimpering when he pulled away from her to unbutton his shirt and take it off. She bit her lip as she watched him shed his clothes. He slipped out of his shoes and socks, then pushed his pants down and stepped out of them when they pooled at his feet. His boxers were the last to go as her eyes moved over is chest, abs, hips, and already prominent erection, wishing it was her hands or mouth instead.

Logan motioned for her to sit up and he slipped into the tub behind her so that she was between his legs with her back to his chest. "Much better," he said, wrapping his arms around her small waist. She leaned back against him, her eyes fluttering closed once his hands made their way back to her breasts. He kissed her hair, then continued down her neck and shoulders. She rolled her head back against his chest to give him better access.

Rory gripped his thighs when he cupped her breasts and smoothly replaced his thumb with his mouth on her left nipple. She had said it once and she'd say it a thousand times over, the man certainly knew how to use his tongue. Having been the recipient of his kisses and his other 'kisses' much lower, she knew this better than anyone. And right now, that amazing tongue of his was working its magic on her chest. He bit down on her nipple, eliciting a soft moan from her.

She pressed her legs together hard only to have Logan force her thighs apart. He teased her folds with his finger, just barely flicking her clit. "Logan," she whined. "Come on, please."

He didn't answer her, actually he completely removed his hand from her center and rested it on her hip. She groaned in frustration and forced his hand back. "That horny Ace?" He felt her squirm against him in anticipation. "Ace?" he prompted.

"Yes, oh my god yes," she moaned. She cried out his name again when he thrusted a finger inside her. It didn't matter how many times he had done this or would do this, she would never get enough of it. She would never get enough of him.

"You're so wet Rory," he groaned, his lips were hot on her skin as he continued to pleasure her. He nipped at her ear and the spot just under that he knew drove her crazy. She held back a shriek when he added a second finger, using it to roll her clit with his thumb, much like he had done with her nipple.

Having never done anything even remotely like this with anyone except Logan, she didn't have much experience. But she was pretty sure it wasn't always like this, that what she had with Logan was special. Even just kissing him gave her a sensation she had never experienced before.

When she had been dating Jess, they had almost made it to this point but she always stopped before they did. She was always hesitant and jumpy, waiting for a reason to stop. She never wanted to stop with Logan, and she didn't look for reasons to. He was intoxicating and she was practically insatiable when it came to him, never getting enough of him, his kisses, the feel of him pressed against her.

She felt him take hold of her hip with his free hand and realized she had been thrusting against his hand. He pulled her back and she could feel his erection on her ass, though that wasn't his intention because he seemed surprised when he felt it too. He added more pressure to her clit with his fingers and thrusted faster. Her breathing got heavier as she came close to her breaking point.

"You are so hot Ace," he whispered, his breath hot on her ear. Her eyes rolled back in her head as he brought her to orgasm.

"Logan. Oh God Logan." He loved hearing his name tumble off her lips as she moaned and writhed in his arms. While she rode out her high, he removed both his fingers from her and rested his hand on the other side of her hip.

"Between now and this morning you've been pretty vocal today," he said causing her to let out a soft breathy laugh. He kissed her shoulder, her skin still hot from the water. "Mm, you smell good."

"It's vanilla," she said, relaxing and tucking her head under his.

"I like it," he said, kissing the top her head and resting his cheek there. "This bath thing needs to happen again."

"Oh, I agree," she said.

"I'm sure you do," he laughed.

"Well who wouldn't want to take hot baths with their hunky boyfriend," she said.

"Especially when your hunky boyfriend is so talented," he said, just barely brushing the lips of her center.

"Especially then," she giggled, grabbing his hand and entwining their fingers. She held their hands snug to her chest and kissed the back of his. He shifted slightly, holding her tighter, and wrapped his legs around hers. "We definitely need to do this more, it's nice," she said.

"I don't care where we do this, I just like holding you," he sighed.

"Aw, you're so sweet," she teased him.

"What we should do is go out on my boat," he said.

"Your families boat?" she asked.

"Nope this one is mine," he said.

"Really?" she said.

"Really, it's a sail boat," he said.

"How did I not know you sail?!"

"I don't know, it's never come up," he shrugged.

"How long have you been sailing?" she asked.

"Since I was about 10," he said.

"Aw little Logan," she laughed, turning her head to kiss his chest and then rest her cheek there.

"Yeah, I was pretty young," he said," running his hands through her hair soothingly.

"You think they are any pictures?" she asked.

"I'm sure Honor took some, that would have been around the time of her photography phase. She carried that damn camera of hers everywhere," he said. "Other than that, I doubt it."

"Your parents weren't big on pictures huh?"

"I'd be surprised if my dad had even the slightest clue that I knew how to sail," he said.

"Aw honey." She gave his hand a squeeze and another kiss.

"My grandfather actually taught me though," he said.

"Yeah?" she asked.

"Yeah, he did," he said. "He's really the only one in our family Honor and I are close to, well on my dad's side anyway. We both love Shira's family, and her when she's not pining for Dad's attention, but her parents and sisters are just great."

"Where does her family live?" she asked.

"Her parents retired in Florida and her sisters all live in Massachusetts, Gloucester and Boston," he said.

"Oh Florida," she said. "Anywhere near Disney?"

"Orlando's finest retirement community," he said.

"That's so cool," she said. "We should go sometime."

"I would absolutely love that," he sighed. "My grandma would love you."

"Yeah? What's she like?"

"Well, she's actually a lot like you. She drinks tea like you drink coffee, she's a pop culture fanatic and her favorite room in the Huntzberger mausoleum is the library," he said.

"She sounds a lot like me," she laughed.

"Yeah you would get along really well," he said. "And my Aunts are great, they're hilarious. Grace, the oldest actually breeds dogs so it's fun to go visit her."

"What kind of dogs?" Rory asked, excitedly.

"Golden Retrievers, Honor and I try to visit at least once a year, whenever she has a new litter," he said.

"Well your mom's family sounds great," she said.

"They are," he said. "How do you think Honor and managed to actually survive Huntzberger holidays."

"And Elias? You said you get along with him."

"I do, me more so than Honor, I have more things in common with him," he said. "He got me into sailing."

"I seriously have to see those pictures," she laughed.

"I'll try to find them," he promised. He felt her start to move and helped her turn over onto her chest. She tucked her head in the crook of his neck and wrapped her arms snug around him. He held her tight to his body and continued to keep his legs around her as well. "So, was this worth missing dinner?"

"Definitely," she said, kissing his neck.

"I still have something else planned if you're interested."

"Oh yeah? What is it?"

"It's a surprise. I know you'll love it but I can't tell you what it is," he said.

"Logan come on," she pouted.

"Nope," he said.

"Fine, when is it?"

"9:30," he said, rubbing her back with one hand.

"Mm, good. That means we have plenty of time for this," she said.

"Well we will have to get out eventually," he laughed.

"Yeah but then we can stay in bed for a few hours," she sighed. "What were we supposed to have for dinner?"

"Italian," he said. "At this rate we'll miss our reservation but I could cook something," he offered.

"Wow, you cook too? You really are good with your hands," she teased.

"Yeah, don't you forget it," he growled, kissing her forehead, her hair, and anywhere else he could reach, her giggles muffled against his chest.