Guys, I am sorry for the delay. I started a new job and I am insanely busy and I don't have as good an internet like I used to have. I promise I will try to be less busy plus in November I will have more days off. As you read in my profile I do not really write graphic smut so I do apologize for those who expect it.

B/N: Hey you guys, I also wanted to apologize for the delay. I also have been pretty busy with finishing up my thesis and starting school a few weeks back. And then I got sick and had to wait a few more days before I could go over the chapter. But things are slowing down now.

A few hours later Rory was lying blissfully in Logan's arms loving the feel of his strong arms around her body. Her first time wasn't everything she ever dreamed of but had been so much better in so many ways. She hoped she and Logan would continue to have moments like this in bed for the rest of their European trip.

"What are you thinking?" Logan asked as he planted a soft kiss on her forehead. He was really surprised that he was enjoying such a simple moment like this. He normally enjoyed sex but he never had been the type to engage in pillow talk and cuddling.

"About how happy I am right now... and I want to have moments like this for the rest of the trip" Rory said as she leaned closer and put a light kiss on his lips.

Logan slowly deepened kiss and Rory responded eagerly, not wanting the moment to end. When they finally pulled apart for lack of oxygen, Logan lightly patted her arm and asked, "so I take it that last night was everything you hoped for?"

"The thing I loved most about it is that I not only got to be intimate with my boyfriend but with my best friend as well. Most girls aren't so lucky to have that experience" Rory explained and a little blush crept up her cheeks.

"Does that mean I edged out Paris for being your best friend?" Logan smirked.

Rory rolled her eyes as she leaned closer to him. "Logan, can you ever be mature? Paris and I are friends but we're not best friends although she considers me being her best friend. Besides, she does not really have any deep friendships. I consider you one of my deepest friendships in more ways than one."

"I am glad because you're mine as well…" Logan pulled her closer and started to lightly stroke her hair. It was true. It was different with Rory. He could tell her things he couldn't even tell Colin, Finn, and Honor.

Rory sighed just enjoying a simple moment of pure adulterated happiness.

The next day Rory was in her room at her Aunt Hope's mansion packing her things for London when she heard a light knock on the door. "Come in" she called out.

Logan entered the room with a big smile on his face and came up right in front of her. Rory quickly put the item she was packing in her suitcase and then moved close to Logan.

"Hey" Rory said, her own smile mirroring his, as she greeted him with a long searing kiss that caused Logan to almost lose his train of thought. Logan pulled her close for a second before saying, "Emily seems panicky. Do you think she knows about what we did yesterday?"

Rory felt her eyes grow wide and a wave of panic washed over her for a moment but then she realized something. "No" she said, shaking her head for emphasis. "If she did she would have quarantined us from each other by now. She probably has to plan another party on short notice and doesn't have enough guests or enough tables."

"Or she ran out of garnish or the catering company Emily ordered for her next party canceled" Logan remarked with a smirk, remembering Emily's loud rants at the last party she planned.

"Or they messed up the train reservations and we have to sit in gasp coach." Rory laughed.

"That woman really does bring more entertainment than cable T.V." Logan said and they both laughed. "Come on let's go see what is bothering her." And with that Logan tool her hand and led her to the grand dining room.

They heard before they saw Emily talking frantically on the phone to what they guessed was whoever was in charge of train reservations.

When Emily saw them she said a quick thank you and then gestured to them to sit down on the couch in front of her.

"Grandma what's going on?" Rory asked as she sat down.

"You know how we were going to leave for London this evening. Well, we need to leave in two hours. Logan's parents are going to have tea with us tomorrow at noon and everything needs to be ready by then" Emily ranted and now it was Logan who suddenly felt a little panicky.

"My parents are in London?" Logan asked, his voice a little higher than usual. He couldn't believe he forgot to check his parents travel schedule. Normally he knew his parents were in London during mid-june which is why he usually avoided going to England during that month.

"Yes! Mitchum and Shira are spending some time in their London apartment and since you are traveling with us it's only appropriate we meet with them and we can't keep people like the Huntzbergers waiting!"

"It's okay Grandma, I actually almost finished packing and-" Rory started to say before Emily cut her off.

"Good! Go back and finish and make sure you wear something suitable when we meet them." And with that Emily quickly got up and disappeared, leaving behind a stunned Rory and Logan.

"You'd think we were meeting with the King and Queen of England" Rory said with an raised eyebrow. "I know your parents are newspaper royalty but seriously?"

She noticed Logan sitting quietly not saying anything. "I have to see my parents." He said in a tone that reminded Rory of her parents when her grandparents had that disastrous get-together with the Hayden's three years ago.

"Well aren't you the drama Prince of Connecticut" Rory joked, patting his leg. "But seriously, it won't be that bad, okay? We will have some tea and finger sandwiches and it'll be over in an hour" Rory reasoned as she remembered the few conversations she witnessed between Emily and her friends.

Logan looked at her in disbelief. "Clearly you haven't met my parents. Dad will spend hours criticizing why I am not interning at some paper and how London will make a perfect place for me after I graduate." Logan shuddered at the word "graduate". He didn't care if people felt like he had some kind of Peter Pan syndrome. He just didn't want to grow up right now. He just wasn't ready to.

"Look, Logan" Rory said and took his hand in hers. "We'll get through this and after that we'll look for a real English pub and get drunk, okay?"

"Amen to that" Logan agreed and leaned in for a kiss. He really had the best girlfriend, he thought to himself.