In the end Mitchum was called away to another business meeting and left Logan and Rory to have lunch on their own. As they walked to the parking garage where Logan had left the Porsche he called his office in Hartford to report that he would be out of the office for the rest of the day. Meanwhile Rory called her Mother.
"Barbara, hey, this is Logan. I'm going to be out of the office for the rest of the day, can you reschedule my meetings?" Logan said, "Also, can you set up a meeting for you and me on Monday morning? I have something I need to discuss with you."
"Hey Mom," Rory said.
"Kid, how was the interview?" Lorelai asked.
"Strange," Rory replied.
"How so," Lorelai asked.
"Well, my interview was with the owner of the company, who just so happens to also be my father-in-law and to top it all off, guess who my new boss will be," Rory gushed.
"Will be?" Lorelai asked, "I'm assuming you accepted the job then?"
"I did accept, but guess who my boss is going to be," Rory said.
"Some famous journalist sort of person?" Lorelai guessed.
"If Mitchum owns the company it might make sense that my boss might be…" Rory prompted her Mother.
"Well, I'd have to say Logan, but that can't be right. Can it?" Lorelai asked.
"Bingo!" Rory practically shouted.
"Oh my gosh," Lorelai said, "And you accepted this job?"
"Yes, what the hell was I thinking?" Rory asked, "I'll tell you what I was thinking….nothing. Those two with all their reasoning and persuasiveness; they out debated me and in the end I just said yes."
"Are you okay with that?" Lorelai asked, sensing that her daughter was still unsure of what she'd done.
"I think it will be fine. There will definitely be some odd quirks to the situation; but I guess it makes the most sense," Rory said.
"Look on the bright side, you got a job!" Lorelai cheered, "What's your job title going to be?"
"Rookie reporter," Rory said.
"See, that's better than like whatever jobs are below that, which you probably would have gotten at another company," Lorelai said, showing her lack of knowledge in regard to the newspaper business.
"I know, it'll be great. I just have to get used to it," Rory said, "But I should go. Logan and I are on our way to lunch."
"Are the two of you going to be at Grandma and Grandpa's for dinner tonight?" Lorelai asked.
"We'll try to make it, we should tell them about our big move to New York in person," Rory said.
"You're moving to New York?" Lorelai screeched.
"Mom, you knew that. The interview was in New York, where else would we live?" Rory asked.
"I thought you were going to commute," Lorelai said.
"If we are both working in New York doesn't it makes sense that we would live there too?" Rory asked.
"I guess," Lorelai pouted, "But you'll be so far away."
"Only an hour and a half; you can come visit us all the time and we'll go shopping," Rory said.
"Are you selling the Branford house?" Lorelai asked suddenly.
"I'm not sure yet, but I hope not. I think we should keep the house and just get an apartment in the city," Rory said.
"Sounds good," Lorelai replied.
"But Mom, I really need to go," Rory said.
"Right, Logan, lunch," Lorelai said, "Sorry!"
"Bye Mom!" Rory said.
"Bye kid!" Lorelai replied.
Logan smirked at Rory as she closed her phone and dropped it back into her purse. Clearly he'd been listening in on the conversation with her mother. "So, I take it you're still a little hesitant about all this."
"I just need time to adjust to the idea," Rory said, "I'll be fine."
After a quick lunch at a favorite deli of Logan's the couple took Mitchum's suggestion and made plans to start apartment hunting later that afternoon; after all within the next two weeks each would be starting their new jobs at the New York Daily News. Mitchum, Logan and Rory had decided that Logan would start his new job and then bring Rory in a week or so later; starting on the same day might lead their co-workers to draw some conclusions that they didn't want drawn. It was going to be tricky to maintain the façade that Logan and Rory didn't have a personal connection outside of their work. The trio had considered a pen name, but in the end dismissed the idea. They realized that eventually the truth would come and when that day arrived they would deal with it.
Logan and Rory met up with James, a real estate agent who Mitchum had called on their behalf. Mitchum had already filled James in on what kind of apartments the couple would be looking for, location proximity to their office and the amenities it should include.
"Based on what your father told me I have five possibilities," James said, "Naturally they are all penthouse suites that occupy the entire top floor of the building they're located in. Shall we?"
Rory and Logan slid into the backseat of the car that James had hired to escort them to the various apartments. James got into the front seat with the driver and directed him on shortcuts.
The first two apartments were lovely but Logan and Rory both felt they were a little too elegant and lacked that homey feeling. But the third apartment was perfect; it was classy, but still felt like somewhere they could live. The view from their windows were spectacular, offering sights of the Chrysler Building and The News Building, where they would both be working. It had two guest bedrooms beside their master bedroom and one bathroom beside the master bath that was connected to their bedroom. There was a large study that would accommodate desks for both of them. The sunken living room was large and spacious and had impressive skylight windows overhead. The kitchen was moderately sized, which was fine since they didn't do a lot of cooking. A moderate dining room stood between the kitchen and living room, suitable for dinner parties of up to twelve. Finally, the entry way to the apartment was elegant and spacious and down a couple of steps from where it connected to the main hallway; making it feel slightly separate. The apartment was not furnished and that was something they needed to take into consideration. The couple debated over whether they should buy the apartment or simply lease it. In the end they decided to lease for now since they planned on keeping the Branford house as well. James promised he'd be able to wrap the rest of the paper work up quickly and he'd have the keys ready for them shortly.
"What's on the agenda, Ace?" Logan asked after James had left them, "Dinner in the big city before heading home?"
"I think we should head to my Grandparent's house for dinner," Rory said, "I want them to hear our big news from us."
Disappointed that his plans to take his wife out on the town were dashed he grudgingly agreed, "We'd better get going then if we want to be on time."
"I'm sorry," Rory said sweetly, sensing his disappointment.
"It's okay," Logan said, "Soon enough we'll live here and we can go out all the time."
Friday night dinners had continued even after Christopher had taken over Rory's Yale tuition but had slacked off since Rory had gotten married and then graduated. Recently Emily had suggested that they schedule a Friday night dinner once a month so that they'd all still see one another. While at first Lorelai, Logan and Rory had resisted against them, they'd come to count on the one night a month they were all together.
They arrived at the Gilmore Estate with just a few minutes to spare. When they were shown into the sitting room by the maid they were surprised to see that tonight Luke had accompanied Lorelai, typically he found an excuse to get out of these dinners and avoid the inevitable insults Emily still felt necessary to hurl at him.
"We're all here tonight," Emily said happily as she surveyed her guests.
Luke whispered to Lorelai, "Is that some kind of jab at me since I don't normally come?"
"Settle down slugger," Lorelai whispered before turning to the mother and saying, "Yes, isn't it nice?"
"It is nice," Emily agreed.
"What's new with everyone?" Richard asked, "How's work Logan?"
"The newspaper business is fine, Richard, thanks for asking," Logan said looking at Rory with raised eyebrows, wondering if this was a good time to announce their news.
Carefully Rory shook her head no, trying not to draw anyone's attention to her gesture. When Richard started asking Luke about the diner Logan leaned in and asked, "Why aren't we sharing our news?"
"Let's wait until closer to dessert," Rory suggested, "Last time we made an announcement here, we left hungry."
Logan chucked over the memory and said, "Why don't you bring it up when you feel its appropriate then."
Emily had arranged for pot roast to be served tonight, as she knew it was a favorite among their guests. Lorelai was on her best behavior tonight, perhaps because she had Luke in tow and was trying to deflect any unnecessary comments by her mother. As the main course dishes were cleared away Rory saw her opening.
"Logan and I have some news," she said proudly.
"You're pregnant!" Emily exclaimed happily, "That is wonderful news."
"Sorry Emily," Logan said with his easy charm, "Not yet."
"What is it then?" Richard asked.
"I was made a job offer with New York Daily News," Rory announced, "And I've decided to accept."
"That's wonderful," Richard boomed, "My Granddaughter, the journalist."
"Also," Rory continued, "Logan is taking over as Editor in Chief at Huntzberger Media's newest acquisition."
"Congratulations Logan," Richard said, "That is exciting news. Which paper did your father buy this time?"
"New York Daily News," Logan said, letting the full weight of this announcement settle.
"You and Rory will be working for the same newspaper?" Emily asked.
"Actually, he'll be my boss," Rory supplied.
"That hardly seems appropriate," Emily said, "Why it's bad enough that Rory would prefer to work than stay home and be a society wife; but now she's going to work with her own husband. It's unheard of."
"It is a little unconventional," Logan agreed, "Rory had her reservations about the arrangement; but she is a phenomenal writer and my father wouldn't take no for an answer."
"The last part of our news is that in light of our new jobs in New York, we will be moving to New York as soon as possible," Rory said.
"What about the house we bought you?" Emily asked.
"We're going to keep the house, Emily," Logan said, "We're going to rent an apartment in New York. The Branford house will be good to get away to on the weekends. Besides we loved it there, we may want to move back one day. Perhaps when we start our family"
"I supposed," Emily said, sounding a little put out.
"I think it is all wonderful news," Richard said.
"As do I," Luke offered, "Congratulations Rory."
"Thanks Luke," Rory said.
"I'm still not sure about Rory's working with her husband," Emily muttered, "I suppose that since you're busy cultivating your career that means you're not currently working on an heir."
Rory opened her mouth to retort to her Grandmother's comments, but Logan quickly grabbed her knee and shook his head.
Lorelai had been surprisingly quiet through out the announcements and when Rory sought her Mother's eyes she saw tears there. Rory made a nearly unnoticeable nod with her head to her mother, indicating that the two of them should met in the bathroom. Lorelai excused herself first to avoid anyone seeing the tears forming in her eyes and Rory followed shortly after claiming she needed an aspirin from her purse. When Rory arrived in the bathroom her Mom was full on bawling into a hand towel to stifle the noise.
"Mom," Rory cooed soothingly, "What's the matter?"
"Nothing," Lorelai choked out.
"Why are we crying then?" Rory asked, tears starting to form in her own eyes as well.
"It's silly," Lorelai said.
"I'm sure it's not," Rory said as she tried to wrestle the towel from her mother's face.
Lorelai cried noisily for another minute or so before starting to calm down. Finally she said, "Back when I was pregnant for you I thought a lot about how big a commitment it was to have a baby. I was ultimately responsible for you until you were eighteen; but probably even longer than that because I wanted you to go to college. It seemed like it would be forever before I was no longer going to be responsible for you. Tonight at dinner it just kind of hit me that you're married and you've graduated and you have a real grown-up job. I'm not responsible any more. I can't believe that it's over."
"Aw, Mom," Rory said, "you may not have to be responsible for me anymore, but that doesn't mean things are going to change. You're still my Mom."
"I know that," Lorelai said, "I told you it was silly."
"It's not silly," Rory assured her, "Why didn't you have this little melt down when Logan and I got married though. That was probably the true point of your responsibility ending."
"I don't know," Lorelai said, "Maybe because you were still in school. Now you're done and you're moving to New York. The careers that you and Logan have could take you to London or France or Greenland. I just feel like I'm losing you."
"You're never going to lose me," Rory said, "Besides one of the clauses in the contract that we signed before we rejoined the Huntzberger family states that we need to stay in the United States."
"Really?" Lorelai asked, sounding relieved.
"Really," Rory replied, "Logan knew that he'd never get me to move across an ocean from you. Across the county, maybe, but not across an ocean."
"That Logan's a smart one," Lorelai said.
"Yeah," Rory agreed.
Late that night Logan and Rory arrived back at the Branford house. The rest of the dinner had gone smoothly and eventually Emily conceded and congratulated Rory on her new career.
"Quite a day," Logan said with a yawn.
"I'll say," Rory said, "This morning I just thought I was going on a simple job interview. Now my whole life is going to be different."
"Are you sure you're really okay with all of this?" Logan asked, concerned.
"As long as I'm with you, I'm fine. Forever and always, remember?" Rory asked.
"Yes, forever and always," Logan repeated. He grinned as his line of thought changed and he asked the question he'd been dying to ask her all day, "How do you feel about sleeping with your boss?"
"I don't know," Rory said airily, "Do you think it will help my career?"
"Maybe you should try it and find out," Logan said.
"You'll have to catch me first," Rory said with a laugh as she charged up the stairs toward their bedroom. Not one to turn away from a challenge Logan laughed and raced up the stairs behind her. It didn't take him much time to catch up with her in the hallway. Grabbing her around the waist he dragged her into their bedroom and kissed her ardently before tugging roughly at her button-up shirt. In his struggle with her shirt one button popped off and clattered nosily to the wood floor.
"Logan," Rory chastised, "This is a new shirt."
"So what," Logan breathed, "I'll buy you a new one." With that said he tugged harder and several more buttons clattered to the floor as well. Rory quickly unzipped her pencil skirt on her own, not wanting it to meet the same fate as her blouse. As she let it drop to the floor Logan lifted her onto the bed and hovered above her. As he kissed a trail down her neck to between her breasts, his fingers traced their way over the lace on her black panties, sending tingles through her body.
After more teasing from Logan, Rory shimmied out of her matching bra and panties as he continued to hover above her. "Anxious, Ace?" Logan asked mischievously
In lieu of a verbal response Rory leaned up to capture his lips with her own. As she drew him into one of the hottest kisses she'd ever bestowed upon him, his finger moved to her opening and plunged inside. She writhed against him, her body begging for more. He enjoyed watching her give her whole being over to him in this sort of ecstasy. When she reached the brink he pushed her over. She whimpered his name and as he gave her a moment to regain herself, he removed his own clothes and climbed back into the bed with her.
For a moment he cradled her in his arms as she smiled blissfully up at him. Capturing his lips again with her own he was surprised she when she pushed him down and climbed on top of him. As he turned his attention to her naked breasts she ground against him, bringing him to full arousal. Finally his body was the one begging for more as he arched against her and she complied, sliding herself slowing onto him. It didn't take long until each had reached their peak.
Collapsing beside him on the bed, Rory turned to Logan and said, "What did you think, boss man?"
Catching his breath Logan smirked and said, "I think you just earned yourself a bonus."
Author's Note: I know that there is A LOT in this chapter. But I felt like a lot of what went on in this chapter felt more like a filler than anything. I heard from one of my readers that there was a story with some similar story lines out there. I decided to take the time to read the other story to be sure that my story wasn't headed in exactly the same direction. It isn't. But I did find a brand new story to obsess over—seriously, so good. It is called The Game of Life, by Lynn79. I read the whole story and told Lynn79 about how I was directed there by one of our mutual readers. Lynn79 has also kept up with my Disowned series and can see some why people drew similarities between the two stories but can also see that we are moving in different directions. She is not worried and said I could pass that onto my readers. Please review—I love to know people's thoughts on my newest plotlines! Also offer any ideas that you feel may work well in the future of this story.