Chapter Three
Holy crap, Rory thought as she stood outside Logan's office. She hadn't even managed to pluck up the courage to open the door. Fifteen minutes of staring at the giant frosted glass door was starting to make her look slightly deranged. She lifted her hand once more.
"Ah, almost touched it that time."
"Rory?"
Oh, holy crappy crap crap crap. Rory wished the ground would open up and swallow her. She slowly turned to face him and the sight took her breath away. It had been nearly two months since she had seen him. He looked so good.
"Logan." Seriously? One word? What is wrong with me? Rory wondered absently, trying to figure out when she had turned into a complete moron.
Logan didn't seem too surprised to see her though. "Whatcha doing here, ace?"
"Erm, talking to myself apparently."
Logan reached out an enveloped Rory in a big bear hug. Rory sank into his embrace gratefully, savouring the familiar feeling of his perfect arms.
"What?" He asked with a muffled laugh.
"Nothing."
"So…"
"So?"
"Whatcha doing here, ace?"
"I missed you, Logan."
Logan's eyes crinkled as he smiled the smile that Rory had fallen in love with. He looked happy to see her. Rory took that as a good sign.
"I missed you too. Come on. I'll buy you lunch."
"Oh, Logan, no you don't have to do that, I didn't mean to… I shouldn't have… I should go."
"Are you kidding me? You just got here."
Was that disappointment she saw in his eyes? Rory blinked rapidly to dispel the tears she could feel prickling the backs of her own eyes. It was so important that this went well. She had missed him so much.
Rory suddenly remembered the speech she had practiced over and over on the plane. She took a deep breath. "Logan. We need to talk."
The smile on his face vanished immediately. "Ok. So, lunch?"
"Can we just, like, walk somewhere? This is hard and I don't want to be around people."
"There's a park just over there."
"Great. Good. Let's go there."
Logan wore a bemused expression on his handsome face as he offered Rory his hand. Surprised by the gesture, Rory's big speech flew from her head.
"Do you love her?" She blurted out.
"What?"
"Odette. Do you love her?"
"Whoa, ace. Where's this coming from?"
Rory hesitated. She couldn't think of what to say next. Everything was going horribly wrong. This was not how it had played out in her head.
"I'm sorry. I have to go."
Rory turned and ran from a confused-looking Logan without another word.