A wry smile graced his handsome features when he walked into the bedroom that they shared and found her sitting there on the bed with a highlighter in one hand and a seating chart in the other. She was really going overboard with the wedding she was planning. "You know if you decide to quit Journalism you totally could go into wedding planning." He joked before kissing her softly on the forehead.
Rory looked up from her seating chart and crinkled her nose at him. "Are you still trying to grow scruffy facial hair?"
Logan shrugged and then nodded sheepishly. He thought it made him appear less refined. "You hate?"
"I hate." She admitted. She looked back down at her seating chart and then shook her head. "Did you know that Finn and Anne Marie were inviting three hundred people to this wedding?"
"I take it you didn't. The original guess list was nearly twice as large." Logan removed his pants and then crawled in bed beside her. The way it felt when their skin touched sent chills up his skin.
Rory shook her head and groaned. She tossed the seating chart to the side. She was nearly done. She only had to place five more people. The problem was they were five people who could easily ruin the good vibes at a table. One wrong seating and next thing you know a brawl could break out at their wedding. "Remind me never to invite an Irishmen and a Brit to my wedding."
"Will do, does that mean we can invite one or the other, because I think every wedding needs an Irishmen."
"Does Finn come back from Australia tomorrow?" Rory asked. Everyone's favorite Aussie scholar had left them for down under nearly a week and a half ago and his presence was dearly missed. You didn't realize just how important his role was in the balance of their friendship until he was gone.
Logan smiled at the thought of Finn. "I think so. He wanted to be back a couple of days ago, but Anne Marie wanted him to meet some of her friends that had been on holiday when he first got there. I don't know it was this whole complicated thing. He promised to bring you back some tabs about her."
"I hear they call them The Gentleman and The Tramp." Rory had googled Anne Marie and Finn a couple of times. She hadn't realized just how big they were in Australia. What shocked her most though had to be the fact that they were so famous for doing absolutely nothing. They were famous for being the children of famous people. "I can't believe it's already May. It seems like just yesterday we were on that yacht and I was saying goodbye to my old new life and hello to my new old life."
Logan was nervous about how fast the school year was passing them by. Soon he would graduate and then he would do an internship in London. Was he ready to leave her? The answer was no. Did he have a choice as to whether or not to leave her? The answer was yet again no. He pulled himself out of his thoughts only to find her watching him with a curious grin on her face. "What?"
"Nothing, it's just you were so deep in thought."
Logan wasn't sure how to put into words how he was feeling. "I was just musing on how quickly the semester has passed us by."
"I can't believe your graduating soon. That reminds me we need to buy you a new suit for the big day." Rory scribbled that down on her To Do List. Just above it was the fact that she needed to finish the seating chart, order the linens, figure out the place settings, and then finally purchase him a new suit.
"It's just another day of the year Ace." Logan paused. "Plus I mean only a week after graduation I'm off to London."
The smile that had graced Rory's delicate features suddenly disappeared and was replaced by a look of realization. It was as if it had just hit her that he would be leaving soon. The sooner the wedding or graduation the sooner he had to rush off to a new life in a new city. "I can't believe I forgot about London."
"I doubt you forgot. You probably just blocked it out." Logan wished he was able to block it out.
"What does that mean for us?" A year ago Rory would never have asked a question like that so bluntly but now she knew it was better to just handle the situation instead of beating around the bush.
Logan smirked. "It means our love will then encompass an ocean."
"I'm serious Logan."
"So am I Ace. I love you. Living in London won't change that. I'm in this for the long haul." Logan whispered before kissing her softly.
Rory savored the moment. Finn and Anne Marie's wedding, was coming along just like their relationship was. Dave and Lane had managed to find their way back to each other and were even going to play the aforementioned wedding. Her mother and father were married and raising Gigi and living the life their parents had always planned for them. Stephanie and Colin were Stephanie and Colin; there was nothing else you could say about them that could describe them better. And finally there was Paris and Jamie who were as serious as they were that senior year when Paris fell in love with not only him, but his family, and his life. She pulled back and she looked at him for a moment and then she giggled.
"What?" Logan asked curiously.
Rory sighed. "It's just I never imagined life could be so complicated and messy and yet somehow so neat and perfect. I love you. I love this. And to make all of this even more special I just found the perfect spot for Jonah Fitzpatrick, the goalkeeper for Ireland's national soccer team."
She was in the middle of crunching the numbers for the linen order when her cell phone rang. She sighed when she saw that not only was it not a lovesick but high-strung Paris or a nervous Anne Marie, but instead her father. "Hi Dad."
"Hey Rory, how's life?" Christopher asked as he sat on the floor of his home coloring with Gigi. There was something about spending time with Gigi that always made him think about calling Rory.
Rory let out a satisfied sigh when she saw that if she ordered the type of linen she wanted from the company they used at the D.A.R. offices that she would actually be just under budget. "It's busy, but great. And you?"
"My life is basically the same, except you know I'm not planning a wedding, taking an extra course, or running the paper. Which brings me to the topic of school, is it good, bad, ugly, or are you just trying floating on through?" Christopher made a point to make sure that she was still happy at school. He wanted to keep on the up and up of her feelings.
Rory grinned. "Don't worry Dad, its going good. If I need your help again then I'll come to you. Believe me you saved the day those six months." Rory groaned when she heard someone beeping in on the other line, it was Anne Marie. "Father, it's the bride to be. I'll see you tomorrow at Friday night dinner."
"See you then Rory. Remember my job is to help you." Christopher offered and then hung up. He really felt that one of his number one jobs was helping Rory, as it always would be.
Okay so that was the end! I know. Maybe you're shocked. Maybe you had no idea that it was going to end that way. I don't know. I just thought this was a really good ending. Short, sweet, and simple. Plus it was filled with a bunch of father daughter bonding and our favorite couple being sweet together. Review please! Let me know what you thought. Maybe I have a sequel in me. Let me know what you think it should be about. I can't do one if I don't know what it is supposed to be about.