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"I'm sorry," Rory said as soon as she could speak. "I ... shouldn't have done that. I just thought ... you came here and ... the food ... Charlie and the Chocolate Factory ... and I thought ... I don't know ... I thought that ... you hugged me and ..." Rory trailed off.

She knew she wasn't making much sense and couldn't get a proper sentence out. Tears rolled down her cheeks again but she didn't try to stop them. She thought she had ruined everything. She had thought that she and Logan were building up to that. After the plane ride and then everything afterwards, meeting him for lunch and him offering to come straight over after hearing what had happened. Had she been wrong?

"Rory," started Logan.

"No, you don't have to say anything ... I get it," interrupted Rory. "I obviously misread the signs."

"You didn't."

"But..."

"You didn't misread the signs. I wanted to kiss you," admitted Logan. "I've never felt like this about anyone before and I've only known you for a week."

"You pulled away," accused Rory.

"I didn't want to take advantage," explained Logan.

"Take advantage?"

"You're upset ... you needed someone to keep you company and I was more than happy to. I don't want you to think you need to kiss me or anything. I don't want to rush anything. In the past I've gone straight in at the deep end but there haven't been any real feelings. This is different. I want you to be sure that it is what you want."

"I am sure. I've never been so sure."

"I don't want it to just be because you're upset."

"It's not. I've wanted to kiss you ever since I walked away from you at the airport."

Logan took a step forward before hesitating, wondering if he was doing the right thing. Rory remained glued to the floor and couldn't move. After a few moments however, the silence was broken when Logan rushed forward, swung his arms round Rory and kissed her passionately.

"I've wanted to do that ever since I met you," admitted Logan.

"Then why didn't you?" asked Rory.

"Because I've always rushed into things in the past and every time it's gone wrong. This ... feels different. When I met you on the plane ..."

"I know."

"It's getting late," Logan stated. "Emily and Richard will be back soon."

"Yes but they won't come out here."

"They'll see my car in the driveway."

"So? They know you're here."

"I should go," Logan said, pulling away.

"Why?"

"Because it's late," repeated Logan.

"Okay then," nodded Rory. "You'll need your sleep before the reunion tomorrow."

"Yeah," mumbled Logan, "I'd forgotten about that."

"Thanks for inviting me and everything but I think I'd be better off staying here ... I won't be in the right frame of mind to meet people."

"Are you sure? It might do you some good to get out and take your mind off it."

"I'll be fine," shrugged Rory.

"Ok. I'm going to go then," Logan hesitated. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her again.

"Don't go," whispered Rory.

"What?"

"Don't go. Stay."

"But ..."

"Stay. You know you want to," smiled Rory.

"Has anyone ever told you that you can be very persuasive?"

"Not lately. But when I was little I used to persuade the maids to let me have extra dessert."

"Wow you really push the boat out," joked Logan.

"So you'll stay?" asked Rory.

"I'll stay," confirmed Logan. Rory smiled before kissed him.

"Morning," smiled Rory as she walked into the living area and saw Logan drinking coffee. "Did you make coffee?" she gasped.

"I did indeed, want some?"

"Of course."

"So, I was thinking of ditching the LDB thing today," Logan said once they were both sat on a sofa. Rory leant in to him to get his body warmth.

"What? Why?"

"I thought we could hang out. After last night I thought I'd get to know you a bit better."

"After last night I think you know me pretty well," smiled Rory.

"You know what I mean. I don't want to leave ... I like spending time with you."

"You're cheesy, you know that?" asked Rory.

"I have been told," nodded Logan.

"But you should go and see your friends."

"I have another idea."

"Which is ..." asked Rory when Logan paused.

"You can always say no and I completely understand but ... I thought maybe ... we could go to ... Stars Hollow," said Logan.

"Stars Hollow," repeated Rory.

"Yeah ... but only if you want to."

"I'd like that," Rory beamed. "I haven't been since before my graduation ... I left pretty much straight away."

"We'll need to make a stop at my parents house first though, gotta change my clothes."

"So I get to see the Huntzberger mansion."

"In all its glory."

"Will your parents be home?" asked Rory suddenly. "I don't want your dad to get the wrong impression of me before I start work."

"Relax, dad's in meetings all day, I have a fun day of him recapping them tomorrow, and mom will be at the country club."

"Go," said Rory quickly, trying to covertly look through the windows to the main house to see if her grandparents were around. They didn't fancy being interrogated. They had gotten to the front yard and to the car before the front door opened and Emily came out.

"I thought I heard noises," she said. "You're here early Logan." She hesitated and spotted that the car was in the same place. "Did you stay over?" she suddenly accused.

"No," Rory quickly replied before Logan could say anything.

"You're car was here when we got back last night and it doesn't look as though it's been moved," Emily pointed out.

"That's because ..." Rory hesitated, trying to think of a suitable lie.

"I got a cab home last night," Logan filled in and Rory sighed in relief. "I ended up having a bit to drink and didn't want to drive home so I called a cab. I came back to get my car this morning and suggested to Rory that we go out for the day," he explained. "I would have come to the main house but I didn't want to disturb you or Richard, I didn't know if you'd be up."

"Oh we've been up for hours. Richard likes his routines. I must say, it was very responsible of you to leave your car here, Logan. I can't tell you the amount of times I read in the paper about drunk drivers. There's nothing like being careful."

"Right," agreed Rory. "So ... we'd better be going."

"Of course, I don't want to hold you up. Will you be back for dinner?"

"I was thinking we'd eat out," Logan supplied.

"Ok. Well ... have a nice day," smiled Emily as they both got into the car.

"Nice quick thinking Huntzberger," Rory said once they'd pulled out of the driveway.

"It's a gift. You really need to get better at it," he joked.

"Yeah well usually I have my little white lies all thought out in my head and analysed carefully before talking to my grandparents."

"And what little white lies have you told?"

"Well I spent a week staying in a hostel in Ireland and they think I was in the South of France."

"A hostel in Ireland?" queried Logan.

"Well I met these girls in London and they were heading there because they'd heard Bono was there and they wanted to see him. I thought it sounded fun so I went too."

"And was he?"

"No, it was just a rumour. It was a great adventure though."

"Backpacking the way it should be done," nodded Logan.

"I tried to as much as I could but my grandparents kept checking up on me and phoned the hotels to see if I'd checked in."

"That's ..." trailed off Logan.

"Stalkerish? It's just cos they care and I was on my own. They didn't phone as much when Paris was with me."

"But you still managed to have your fun."

"It truly was the trip of a lifetime."