A/N; Hello my loves! Thanks SO much for all the reviews! I love you all so much! I won't thank you all individually cause I want to get this out as quickly as possible. Let me just apologize again for the long wait between the last chapters (this one was faster!) and clear up a few things. Tristan isn't supposed to kill Rory. The type of screams he was referring to were sexual in case you didn't get that. :D Also, yes mob members are supposed to be secret but he's kind of infamous for a few major things, but more on that later. And sorry if it's kind of confusing now but things will get clearer. I promise!

Rory sat on her bed, contemplating what had just happened. She was nervously playing with Tristan's phone and wondering what to do. A sudden rap on her window made her jump up and rush over, pulling up her shade. A sigh escaped her lips, both of relief, and though she wouldn't admit it, disappointment, when she saw Logan standing there. She opened her window and he crawled through.

"What's up?" she asked, when she saw the worried look on his face.

"Why the hell aren't you answering your phone?" he drilled, "I called you like thirty fucking times!"

She flinched at the anger in his voice and swore under her breath. At least Tristan hadn't answered her phone. That would have been hard to explain. She quickly covered herself up. "I accidentally left it at my mom's house," she lied perfectly. She had recently become a very good liar, with everything going on.

Logan raised his eyebrows. "When'd you go to your mom's?" he questioned.

"Yesterday," she lied again, "After dinner with my grandparents."

Logan nodded. "I'm glad to see you two are getting along again," he said with a smile. Rory nodded, guilt consuming her. "You know I didn't exactly get a proper hello," he grinned. He walked towards her closing in the space between them.

"Hello," she smiled and reached up to kiss him. It was a sweet, simple kiss with no motive. Most of their kisses were like this now. He ran his hands across her back, and she ran her nails through his hair. They broke away, her face slightly flushed.

Just then Tristan's phone started ringing. She would have laughed at his choice of ring tone (I'm too sexy for my shirt) if Logan weren't standing there looking like murder. She picked up the phone quickly and saw her own number on the caller idea. She pressed the talk button and held to her ear trying to act as if nothing was wrong.

"Hey sexy," breathed Tristan, "Thinking of me?"

"O hey mom," she said, her voice shaking slightly, "I'm guessing we switched phones."

She could practically hear Tristan's smirk. "Well Ror, I'm not really into the whole incest roleplay scene but if that's what you want, I guess I can change."

"Yeah mom," she replied, "I'm just here with Logan."

"Ah, the pansy-ass boyfriend. Your not fucking I hope!"

"No mom, don't worry, I'll get your phone back as soon as possible."

"I'll assume that's a no. I'm glad, because sex with me is even better when you're depraved. Not that it wouldn't be amazing anyway."

She tried her hardest not to yell at him. "Ok, mom that's fine if you have to go. I'll talk to you later."

"Bye baby, I'll see you tonight," he said. She clicked her phone shut.

"So you got your mom's phone huh?" asked Logan. Rory nodded, praying he didn't suspect anything. "Ok, well call me tomorrow," he told her, and climbed out the window. She sighed, this time defiantly in relief. Almost instantly there was another rap on the window. She assumed Logan had just forgotten something and opened it without looking.

All the breath left her body when she saw Tristan standing there. He was wearing a creased white shirt and his leather jacket. One arm was placed high above his head, propping him on the window, and the other rested in his pocket. "W-what are you doing here?" she finally stuttered.

"I saw your light on and wanted to see you," he smirked.

"That's very "Bed of Roses" of you," she said, regaining her composure.

"I'm a regular Christian Slater," he replied not missing a beat as he climbed into her room and shut the window.

"Your ass is better," she responded, before realizing what she had said.

"Really," he whispered huskily, his smirk widening when he saw the blush creeping up her cheeks, "You know I could arrange a better look." He snaked one arm around her waste and the other hand ran through her hair. Her breathing was growing heavier and he lowered her lips towards her open mouth. She moaned as he slowly began to suck on her bottom lip, and she instinctively moved towards him. He grinned and pulled back. "I'll call you," he whispered in her ear, making her tremble. He began to climb out the window.

"Wait," she called, "I need my phone," He lowered his gaze towards her ass and she looked down to see it in her pocket. "O, thanks," she replied lamely. He just smirked some more and closed the window.

A/N. So, what did you think? I know it was short but it was kind of a filler just to let you see how her and Logan aren't as hot and heavy anymore and stuff. Next chapter will be longer, I swear! PLEASE REVIEW!