AN: Took me a while to update, but this chapter took a while to write. My holidays have been pretty booked up. I hope you like it. Tell me what you think!
Rory looked at her packed baggage. She made another mental checklist to make sure she had everything she needed, it was all there. She was ready to go. She was really going to go. She wasn't sure how she felt about spending a week with Logan, she knew that all it would take was one surprise action to have her swooning at his feet –especially if any alcohol was involved.
She heard movement outside the door, but decided to ignore it and gain composure. She zipped up her suitcase and went to open the door in an attempt to cease the annoying shuffling noise, to find Logan standing on the other side, fist raised, ready to knock. He had obviously been the cause of the shuffling noise and had been contemplating knocking for over a minute now, but she decided to let it slide. The less dialog the safer.
"Hey." His cheeks reddened a little and Rory tried not to laugh. It was nice to see a different side of Logan that wasn't masked behind a cocky grin.
"Hey, I'll just grab my stuff." Her voice lacked warmth and Logan pulled his jacket closer around him. He needed to talk to her, little by little, break the ice.
"So, before we leave I need to know something. Just a quick and easy question about where we stand." He decided to start with a silly question, she would probably just roll her eyes at him, but it would be a start. That was all he needed. A start.
"Shoot." She didn't even look at him when she spoke, what did she have to be mad at him for, he hadn't done anything!
'Slow, I have to take it slow. Take it slow Logan.'
"Ok, who would you rather go on this trip with, me or Hitler?" He smiled at her, hoping to get her to smile back. He had tried to ask a question that he couldn't loose, he would get more intimate later if all went well.
"You," She deadpanned, "Adolph's dead." She picked up her bags and walked out the door. Not even Logan could keep her on her toes that time.
Logan stared after her until he gathered his thoughts, she was amazing. Completely and utterly amazing. Sure, he didn't understand her, he had no idea why she was mad, she scared the crap out of him… yet the way she stood there, the way she looked at him… her eyes… her lips… his thoughts were definitely not PG when it came to his Ace. God, how many times had he wanted to kiss those lips again, taste the now familiar combination of coffee and sugar on her tongue. He craved her, needed her even. He knew that she was a drug. She had him hooked and he wasn't in any rush to stop.
"You coming Jack Haley?" She called out, the hint of playfulness that was barely detectable in her cold disguise bringing a small smile to his lips. Next week her opinions of him would have changed. He would no longer be made of tin in her eyes. He was off to see the wizard.
Rory sat in the private jet, she wasn't the only one awake, but was too lost in her own thoughts to notice Logans eyes gazing intensely into the side of her head. She didn't know why she was being so cold to Logan, she definitely wasn't made at him. She knew that he hadn't done anything wrong, and that partially why she was so angry with the situation. All the facts told her that he should be hooking up with some blond twins who shared half a brain cell between them… but he wasn't. He was here. On a plane. To Cancun. With her. Staring right at her.
SHIT!
He was staring right at her! She almost jumped out of her seat when she finally saw him.
"Stop looking at me Logan!" She whispered angrily, so as not to wake Colin and Finn who were sleeping peacefully, heads resting together.
"No can do Ace, you're too cute when you're thinking." He winked at her playfully, angry really worked for her. So long as h continued to keep baseball in the back of his mind he wouldn't come off looking like the horny teenager he was around her. Yet.
"And you're a charmer when you want some." She tried putting up the cold front again, but the slight smile in her eyes gave her away.
"Only you Ace, only you."
God. She hated that she believed him, that she trusted him, that's she wanted to run her hands through his hair and feel his breath on her neck. She was so weak when he was around. Without her self control she would be just like one of his blond bimbos. That is what scared her and made her defensive, if she acted like that there was no knowing what she could be fooled into thinking. 'Gotta keep my head straight.' She reminded herself, resisting the urge to join the mile high club or drowning in his hazel eyes.
"So Ace, you up for a game of 20 questions?" He smirked at her mischievously, but she knew better than to argue. She was much too tired and he didn't look like he was about to give up.
"Sure. You first." She said nonchalantly. She stifled a yawn.
"Ok, I'll start easy. Favourite movie?" He loved the way her eyes lit up at the question, he could tell that she was passionate when it came to this.
"Wow, you said easy? Well, I'd have to say my mum and I are great Pippi fans, however… I have a soft spot for 'Footloose' myself. Gosh, there are so many movies to chose from you know? Oh! Oh! I know, anything with Molly Ringwood in it! No! 'Kinky Boots'! That movie is great! But then you can't just stop at movies you know, I'm just crazy about 'The Office'. It's the best! What about you?" A smile graced her lips for the first time since he picked her up and she seemed to have forgotten her anger. He wasn't about to remind her.
"I'm a 'Who's the Boss' fan myself." He admitted, "And I'm going to count that as your question so onto my next one." He smirked at the pout that engrossed her features.
"So I'm in the presence of an Alyssa Milano fan am I?" Her eyes laughed at him, yet he chose to ignore it.
"Why don't you like me?" His voice was blank, yet his eyes intense and sincere.
She paused, a look resembling terror featured on her countenance. While she hesitated he worried that she would halt their game and continue to ignore him, then she spoke, though her voice was barely audible. "I don't not like you Logan."
"Then why all this Rory?"
"That's two questions. My turn now." She tried to sound light, however she couldn't hide her pained expression, "Why me"
He couldn't comprehend how she didn't understand, he was sure that he had made it clear by now. He answered her with as much confidence and sincerity as he could muster, "Because, you're different, amazing, beautiful, sexy, smart, funny… and I'm ready. I don't want to screw this up… Hell! I can't screw this up! I can't look at another girl without comparing her to you, I think about you all the time! I'm pathetic! So, why not me?"
She hesitated again, "Because… because I'm not sure if I can handle it. I haven't known you for long Logan." Her tone was pleading, "I can't trust you. Sure, you say you like me now… but when you get to know me, find that all I do is read, study, drink coffee… go shopping for school supplies… It won't be long until you get bored of me. I'm not experienced like the rest of your harem… but I guess you know that already… I like you Logan, I don't think I can deal with not being good enough." She never made eye contact during her confession, he could tell that she was hurting, but knew that it would be useless to contradict her points. She had he mind set against him and in this case actions spoke better than words. "Can I go to sleep now?"
"Sure." He sounded defeated and spent the rest of the flight deep in thought, while Rorys head lolled against him shoulder in her slumber.
"LOVE! We're all heading to the beach! Grab your champagne, slip on a dress and meet me in five!" Finn shouted excitedly as he burst into Rorys hotel room.
"Ugh! It's one in the morning Finn. I'm tired. We just booked in and I want to sleep!" Rory complained. She was just about to slip into bed with her PJs on when he had burst in.
"I'm not taking no for an answer love! You just wait and see!" He winked at her and walked out the door again, off to burst into someone else's room most likely. Rory groaned and got out of bed, couldn't be too bad right?
Fifteen minutes later Rory joined the small group on the beach. Colin and Steph were standing hand in hand while Finn was keeping his three bottles of hotel champagne closer to him than Rosemary, who he had convinced to come along with them once he found out that both Colin and Logan were bringing, in his words, lovely female companions. Rory snuck a glance at Logan, he looked just as gorgeous as ever with his hair messed up wearing a t-shirt and board shorts.
"I have a game!" Fin declared in a loud voice once they had started walking along the beach. "Let us play 'I Never'!" He raised an open bottle in the air like a toast before taking a drink. "It involves large quantities of alcohol and revealing your dirty past! All in all, it's a blast and I'm sure you will all agree loves! Who can resist a game with such a charming lad as myself, right Sheila?" He addressed Rosemary who simply smiled and shook her head at him. "My my, you definitely need more to drink darling! Now, I never… got arrested for prostitution!"
Finn took a large drink while Steph, Rosemary and Rory looked at him bewildered.
"Has he really?" Rory asked Logan quietly.
"Probably not," He laughed, "Finn drinks to everything."
"I never, went skinny dipping!" Rosemary said with a pointed look at Steph who took a drink along with Finn and Logan.
"One time!" Steph whined.
"Naked phase love." Finn said with a wink.
Logan merely smirked and didn't comment.
"I never… went home with Finn!" Steph said with an even more pointed look who took a small sip of champagne and looked at the ground. Finn beamed and slung his arm around Rosemary, saying something about irresistible charm and a repeat.
"I never kissed someone of the same sex!" Logan said cheerfully, looking at Colin and Finn, only to be surprised when Rory took a drink too. "So, Rory, care to fill me in on the gory details?" Logan said with a mischievous grin.
"Uh-uh, those two first."
"Well, it was a lovely night in Porta Rico," Finn began, now showing the first signs of drunkenness, "We were all sitting around, slightly intoxicated may I add loves, playing a game of spin the bottle, when Colin spun on me… he says it was chance." He paused why Colin groaned, "However, I'm pretty sure he planned it all out. Don't worry love, he just wants me for my body. So, while Colin pretended to be upset at the situation, I happily filled his secret desires for his irresistible Australian mate!" Finn now smirked and wiggled his eyebrows suggestively at Rory. "'Now love, I'm very intrigued with your story!"
"Ugh! It was last spring break. I was with Paris and we were in a night club. She decided that we weren't doing spring break right so she kissed me –much to the pleasure of Hot Guy by the way. Oh, not to mention Madison and Louise decided to call my married ex-boyfriend… that was a treat… oh, and Paris entered a banana eating competition… only to find out that it wasn't really about eating a banana! I never did find out what the giant Q-tips were either…" The group looked at Rory amused. None of them had expected the shy little bookworm to have so many intriguing stories from spring break. Steph made a mental note to drill her for info later.
"Wow." Colin simply stated, "I never… had a one night stand!" Colin said with a cheer as everyone took a gulp of the beverage except for Rory who appeared to contemplate it before deciding against it.
"What, did you have half a one night stand love?" Finn asked seriously.
Rory blushed, "No… I… uh, it doesn't count." She then realised that they were now waiting for her 'I Never', and she blushed again, "I never… uh… umm," She paused to think of something not completely boring, like 'I never ate a whole pint of Ben & Jerry's in one sitting' or 'I never passed physical education'. "I never crossed dressed!" She finally said. Only Finn and she drank. Rory smiled remembering how she had been best man at her grandparents vowel renewal, not long before Logan first asked Rory out.
"Drink if Rosemary is staying in your room tonight!" Finn cried, but before he could drink to it, Rosemary had snatched the bottle from his hands and taken a gulp herself, much to the amusement of the others and disappointment of Finn.
After another ten minutes of ridiculously embarrassing questions, Colin and Steph had gone back to the hotel while Rosemary chased a partially naked and completely intoxicated Finn along the beach somewhere ahead.
"So, kissed Paris huh?" Logan asked, the usual smirk taking its place on his face.
"Then got chased around the club getting asked if she was any good, or if she should open her mouth more, be more inviting." She shuddered. She wasn't exactly walking straight, and was leaning on Logan for support. He found it slightly funny that she was like that when she had the least amount of alcohol, being the least experienced of the group. She just didn't deal as well.
Logan let out a small laugh, "And am I any good Ace?" he asked playfully.
"You really want me to compare you to Paris hm?" She asked playfully, still wobbling a bit.
"If it means I get to kiss you I don't mind."
"Hmm, do you now?" A part of her was screaming not to give in, to stay mad. Wait, why was she mad again? Cute smirk. Hazel eyes. Soft lips.
"Ace, I think you should go back to your room." Logan said earnestly.
"Why? I like the beach! I want to sleep on the beach!" She sat stubbornly on the ground. Logan sighed and picked her up, slinging her over his shoulder. She didn't protest. It was amazing how light she was, sure, she had a slender figure and didn't look like she weighed much, but he was certain that he would have more trouble lifting her food intake for the day.
Logan got back to the hotel and laid Rory down on the bed. She muttered something to do with exotic Finn scarring her and exotic diseases, but he didn't make much sense of it. He kissed her on the forehead, he couldn't wait to spend tomorrow with her.
"…Measles, Neouropathy, Osteoparosis, Pneumonia," Rory listed as she sat with Logan drinking the first coffee of the day in a small Café by the beach.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa Ace! Really, it's way to early for all that!"Logan said, slightly freaked out by Rorys extensive list.
"What? It's just the disease Alphabet. Haven't you ever played before?" Rory asked, her eyes glistening and her hangover dispersed.
"No, I don't think I've had the pleasure." He said with a smirk only to receive a playful slap on the arm.
"So, what's the plan for the day?" Rory asked, changing the subject.
"Smooth segue, I think we will hang out on the beach, see if there's anything going on, and then have a bit of a movie marathon in my room, food included."
"Really?" She asked, her eyes lighting up, "No clubbing?" She looked at him as if she were considering his sanity, yet he just grinned.
"Well Ace, I'm not sure how I'd deal if I saw you pull a Paris." He said with a smirk.
"Huh. So that's what the kids are calling it these days." She smiled at him, it was amazing how happy he made her. She remembered that she had left Jess for this feeling, she felt special. He was going to spend a night in, watching movies and eating junk food. She was sure that he would rather be out partying and getting wasted, and that junk food was not good for his toned body. Yet for her he would do that, just to make her happy. The thought alone made her happy, the actions would be sheer bliss.
"I believe so! Now, I was thinking we could do a sort of, movies through the decades theme," He had this all planned out, it was going to be perfect. "we will start off with something old, like the 1915 movie, 'The Birth of a Nation', then have something very cheesy from the 20s, such as 'White Zombie' the suitable for all ages horror film, the 30s calls for one of the best movies of all time, 'Gone With The Wind, I was thinking 'It's a Wonderful Life' for the 40s, but that's a bit too Christmasy, so we'll go for 'Citizen Kane' –an all time classic. Though 'Casablanca' was in the running too… I think I'll let you choose. In the 50's we have 'Singing in The Rain' no comment there… the 60's will bring us to the ever fabulous, black comedy, 'The Graduate' –filled with seduction, I was thinking something 'Monty Python' for the 70s, but then settled on 'The Godfather I'… partially because in the 80s we have Molly Ringwood in 'Pretty in Pink', you win some you lose some. The 90s, this is a great one, trust me, 'Forest Gump'! Have to love it! So, what do you think?"
"Wow." Rory was amazed at how much thought he had put into this, he had really planned what could possibly be one of the best marathons ever! "I think it's perfect!"
"Now Ace, how about the beach now, if you're done with your coffee?" He put some money down on the tabel and dragged her off to the beach once she had nodded.
"Ok, now, if we are going to do this movie thing tonight, you are going to loosen up now and have some fun." Logan plonked his bag down on the sand and removed his t-shirt. Rory swallowed heavily, trying not to stare for too long at his perfectly tones stomach. "Like what you see Ace?" He smirked at her, she really did have a love hate relationship with that smirk of his.
"If only I could see through your ego Logan!" She sighed in mock dissapointment.
"Right." He grinned knowingly, "Now, we are not going to let you sit and read on the beach all day. You're going to play beach vollyball or go for a swim."
"What!! I don't exercise! And for all I know I'm allergic to water!" She pouted, but could see that he wasn't about to give up. "Fine! I'll swim… but no actual swimming swimming." She clarifyed, taking off her sundress to reveal her light blue bikni which brought out her eyes. She pulled a tube of sunscreen out of her bad and started rubbing in on her newly exposed skin. "Can you do my back Logan? Logan? Earth to Logan, Logan do you read me?"
Logan snapped from his daze and swallowed, he took the tube from her hands and swallowed. 'Grandma, baseball, Finn." He tol himself as he rubbed her back.
"Like what you see?" She teased.
"Definitely." He smirked at her and she blushed. God, she looked so cute when she blushed. 'Grandma, grandma, grandma'.
Logan looked over at Rory, who was mouthing the words along with Molly Ringwood while she alternated between the popcorn and the cookie dough. She looked so cute.
"What?" She asked looking over at his accusingly.
"Nothing… you're just cute and all." He said with a smile.
"You can't charm your way into my pants Logan." She teased.
"What? No! I was just! You know you're special right?" He looked like a dear caught in headlights.
"Well call the men in white!" Rory said in mock offence.
"No! It's just that! Well… you know! You're different! And I-" his eyes were still wide with panic.
"Relax Huntzberger! You'll hurt yourself!"
"Rory," His tone was soft now, "Just tell me, do I even have a chance?"
Rory didn't answer.Instead she leaned in and kissed him, her hands moving up his back and into his hair. She licked his lips before moving her tongue inside his mouth, she felt her body heat up from the inside as she moved in closer. She pulled away from him and moved her hands slowly down his torso, playing with the hem of his shirt before pulling it hesitantly over his head and kissing him tenderly again, her hands moving over his stomach and chest. She crawled over him, stradeling his waist and continueing the kiss before Logan pushed her gently off. Rory moaned at the loss of contact, dissapointed and feeling rejected.
"Rory? What are you doing?" He asked, his voice husky.
"I'm spending the night with my boyfriend." She replied shyly, her eyes averted. "That's alright… right?" She asked, her eyes seeking his, seeking confidence, seeking affirmation.
"Definately alright." He said with a smile, kissing her neck as they both gave into eachothers temptation.
Definitely alright.
AN: Ok, going to point out that a certain chocolate factory movie was not included in the story as I cannot stand the idea that that is their all time favourite movie like a lot of stories do. They say that they like the movie, and it is a good movie, but I like variety… I'll take advantage of that! So, YAY! Another chapter finished! Rogan fans happy! More coming soon! It took me a huge cup of coffee, a toothache and a VERY rainy day to finish this. Until next time!
