Steph was kind of right about Logan, which didn't surprise Rory one iota as out of everyone in their group, she had known him the longest. While they weren't exactly back to tearing each other's clothes off, things had slowly improved with them over the past few weeks and they were pretty much back to normal, existing in a busy world of work, parenting, studying and wedding plans. Some days they felt like ships that passed in the night but at least they were back in a good place again.

Rory had spent enough time thinking over what had been said, both by Logan and by Lane. If she was honest, she was able to see all sides of the argument. Logan was right, it would be really nice for Lily to have a sibling and there was never the right time to have a baby. Lane was right in saying that sometimes you have to adjust your expectations and that your dreams change as your life does but Rory also felt that she was right in saying that she wanted to establish her career first.

While she had been mulling things over she'd had to ask herself some difficult questions. How much time would she give to establishing a career? What if it didn't work out? How long did she actually want to wait to have another baby?

The downside of them never really discussing the issue in great detail was that it still felt like there were a lot of things unsaid, and while they seemed to have been able to push it all to one side, which was somewhat of a relief to Rory, she was very away that things hadn't been resolved. She knew at some point the conversation would come to a head again, but as she was still trying to work out her feelings about it all, she was grateful that Logan, for now, had dropped the issue.

Before they knew it, the bachelor and bachelorette parties were upon them. Rory had insisted on them being held a few weeks before the wedding as she didn't want any drunken accidents or unfortunate bruises spoiling their wedding photos – and that wasn't just about her and Logan, but the whole group of friends had been warned to be on their best behaviour and save the broken limbs and black eyes until the happy couple were safely on their honeymoon.

As had been discussed amongst the friends, the bachelor and bachelorette parties were going to start off separately and Finn had later arranged for them to have VIP entry into a super exclusive club towards the end of the night. Sometimes his working within the entertainments industry came in very handy.

Even though Rory hadn't been fully engaged during their shopping trip, it had in fact been quite successful. Steph had convinced Rory to go all out for the night, and step right out of her comfort zone. Taking her friend's advice she had chosen a gorgeous short black fit and flare dress which featured a keyhole slit halter neckline and a cut-out back with lace panels. It was completely different from anything she owned and was incredibly sexy, flirty and fun.

The girls spent the first half of their night having dinner at an incredibly upscale restaurant before heading to the rooftop terrace where they sipped cocktails and danced under the stars to their favorite songs. Meanwhile, the boys concentrated on doing what they always did best – gambling away money at the casino. The night sped by while the girls were enjoying themselves and before they knew it, it was time to leave for the club and meet the boys. Finn had kindly arranged for a limo to collect them and they all piled in, sipping champagne in the back seats.

The club that Finn had arranged for them to go to, Provocateur, was pretty much the hardest place to get into in New York City. For a long time, it had been the place to be seen and the club was a regular haunt for a very sophisticated crowd that included the likes of models, celebrities and the very rich. It was a swanky hotel nightclub that attracted top DJs and in the summer the club's huge glass ceiling fully retracted. The club was dimly lit, with an indulgent purple and black color scheme. It was the kind of place that once you slid past the velvet ropes, you could easily blow your entire paycheck on a few rounds at the bar, but the people that partied at a club like this, were the kind of people that definitely had the budget to blow a few thousand dollars and not think too much of it.

The boys were already inside when the girl's limo pulled up outside the club. While the girls had been having dinner earlier they'd been giggling about all kinds of things, confessing their deepest darkest secrets and trading stories. Slightly drunk on tequila they'd even shared a few of their sexploits and it was at that point that the cogs started turning and an idea set in Rory's mind. Feeling a little naughty, and having had a few drinks she announced to her friends that she was going to make the evening even more fun for her fiance. Before she entered the club she pulled out her cell phone out of her bag and sent Logan a message.

"Whatever happens tonight - Just go with it"

Logan looked at the message slightly confused. He wasn't sure what Rory was talking about, was that message even meant for him? It was intriguing all the same. Just then he saw Rory walk into the club, he couldn't believe how incredible she looked. He had never seen her in a dress like that before and her super high Louboutins made her bare legs look even longer. It felt like every guy in the place had turned to look at his fiancé and he felt extremely proud and a little smug. He caught her eye as he sat in a booth just across from the bar but she looked away and carried onto the bar.

Having filled the girls in on her plans for the evening, they left her to it and walked over to the booth to join the guys. Rory went and took a seat at the bar and of course, dressed how she was, it wasn't long before some guy walked over to join her. Obviously fancying his chances he offered to buy her a drink, which she accepted with a smile. Rory could feel Logan's eyes boring into her.

Logan couldn't stand to watch some guy trying to get up close to his fiancé and wanted to get up to go to her but Steph pulled him back.

"Did you not get her text?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.

Logan looked at Steph "Yes but…" he gestured towards the bar where his fiancé was currently deep in conversation with a handsome stranger.

"It's a game" she winked putting her finger on her lips as if to tell him to ssh.

Logan looked back over to the bar where Rory was now flirting wildly with the guy that had approached her. She looked over at Logan and gave him a sly wink, and he suddenly realized what she was doing. Remembering back to when they had been lying in bed one day, they had once talked about their fantasies and here was Rory acting out one of Logan's. He sat back and watched this guy hitting on his fiancé with amusement but once he saw that the guy had slid his hand on to her and moved it to rest on the bare skin on her back, he knew it was time to get in the game.

He got up from the booth and walked over to where she was sitting at the bar. He stood so close to her that she could feel the energy pulsating between them but he didn't look at her or talk to her instead he waited for the bartender to serve him.

Rory felt nervous but tried to play it cool as Logan sat down at the empty seat next to her. He didn't even acknowledge her presence as he struck up a conversation with the bartender.

"Scotch please," he said. As he pulled his wallet out of his pocket he accidentally nudged Rory's arm, making her spill a little of the drink she was sipping. She turned to look at him, her blue eyes sparkling.

"Oh I am sorry, I hope I didn't get you all wet?" he said with a raised eyebrow.

She shifted a little in her seat. "Just a bit" Rory smiled "but it's fine, don't worry about it," she said as she took the napkin he offered her and used it to sponge down her dress gently.

"Let me buy you another?" Logan gestured. Over the top of Rory's head, he locked eyes with the guy that had been flirting with her making it clear that it was now his turn to make a play for this girl.

"Sure," Rory said as she knocked back the rest of her champagne before she turned back to the stranger on her left. Logan ordered her a glass of champagne and handed it over to her before he went back to sit at the booth next to Finn and Colin who looked at him questioningly.

"What's going on over there mate, you need me to step in?" Finn said.

Logan laughed and shook his head.

"Don't bother Finn, Rory can handle herself," Steph said drinking her champagne. "Besides they've got some kinky roleplay thing going on right now, I wouldn't want to get in the middle of that." Steph laughed.

"Really?" Finn said with a big smile "I'm impressed Huntz, that's pretty damn hot".

Logan looked over at his fiancé and the stranger at the bar. Though he was feeling insanely jealous, it was also incredibly hot to watch his incredibly sexy fiancé flirting with someone else, knowing that he would be the one taking her home. Rory and the man at the bar were sat close together so that they could hear each other over the pulsating music, their shoulders touching. Every now again he would lean into say something to her and his mouth would brush against her ear. Logan knew that her somewhat revealing dress meant that every time she bent forward to take a drink the guy was checking her out. Eventually, it started to bother him more and more, so he decided to ask her to dance.

Rory continued talking to the stranger for a little while. Taking small sips of her champagne she looked around at all of their friends dancing, drinking, talking and having a great time. After a while she finally made her excuses and getting up from the bar she headed towards the bathroom. Before she could Logan stopped her in her tracks.

"Oh, you again, thanks for the drink," she said as she brushed her hair out of her blue eyes.

"You know, you look very familiar" Logan said. "I feel like maybe we've already met…" he whispered in her ear as he put his hand on her waist.

"I don't think so," she said as she shook her head. She was feeling so turned on and Logan recognized the flush in her cheeks.

"Do you want to dance?" his voice said, low and heavy against her ear.

"What?" Rory asked.

"I think you should dance with me," he said firmly.

"Oh really, and why is that?" Rory said as she leant back against the wall and sent him a challenging look.

Logan placed his hands either side of her, trapping her where she stood. He moved his head close to her ear. "Because there are at least three guys in this club who are hoping that you'll be leaving with them and I want to show everyone who's really going to be tearing that dress off you tonight."

Rory's breath hitched at this words and Logan led Rory back out onto the dancefloor where they moved their bodies up close to each other. Dancing with Rory like this reminded Logan of just how sexy she was. In her little black dress, wearing only a tiny thong and no bra, it felt like she was almost naked except for the thin layer of cotton that was between them. It took all his restraint not to take her right there, right then.

The guy that Rory had been talking to was shooting daggers across the dance floor at them and Logan loved the idea that this guy thought he was in with a chance with the hottest girl in the club and yet Logan was the one that was going to get to take her home and ravage her.

Logan gently ran his hand down her naked spine and Rory moaned softly to his tender touches. She wondered if he knew just how much he was turning her on at the moment? It was maddening and all kinds of frustrating, but she loved it, and she wanted more. Logan ran his hand up her thigh and, feeling bold, brushed his hand briefly over her lace panties, he groaned at finding the dampness there.

"Is that for me or him?" he asked with a raised eyebrow meeting Rory's eyes.

She didn't answer. She simply reached up and pulled his head down for a searing kiss that had him clamping his hands onto her ass, holding her tight against his impossibly hard erection. When she pulled back, her eyes shone brightly with lust.

Rory felt Logan's hand reach around behind her neck and he pulled her closer. "Come on let's get out of here." Logan breathed into her ear.

She toyed around with playing hard to get, but her enthusiasm for moving the night along won out and she swallowed hard. "Okay, let's go."

Logan dragged Rory by the hand and led the way out of the club. He turned around to look at her and gave her a lustful wink. They made their way to their hotel and once in the elevator, Logan forced her up against the side of the elevator car. He kissed her passionately and pulled away to drink in the sight. He looked over appreciatively.

"Do you like what you see?" she asked biting on her lip.

"You know I do, but if we don't start moving a bit faster, we are not going to make it to the hotel room."

Capturing her hand, he led her out of the elevator, punched a sequence of numbers into the keypad and pulled her through the doorway into the hotel room. The door slammed shut behind them. Logan backed her Rory up against the wall. Grabbing her wrists, he pinned them above her head, his hips pressed hard against hers. They kissed, their hungry, open mouths locked together. It had been a while since they had been so frantic for each other.

Rory reached down and unzipped his pants. Groaning, Logan tightened his grip on her wrists with one hand. His other hand released the ties holding her dress in place. The black material fell to the ground and as he continued to hold her hands above her head and dipped his mouth to take her nipple into his mouth, slowly sucking and tugging at it. Rory moaned as Logan took his other hand traced her nipple with his fingers. He reached his hand down, brushing over her stomach, feeling her quiver as he moved, and he slowly started to stroke between her legs, feeling her desire and her warmth sliding between his fingers, throbbing and pulsing with every movement.

She moaned into the kiss and pushed him backwards, towards the bedroom. By the time they made it to the dimly-lit bedroom, she had his pants off. He removed his boxers without breaking the kiss and she gently pushed him back onto the bed.