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Chapter 9 - Do You Not Trust Me
"Me too" She giggled as she stood at the counter, starting the coffee machine. She turned round only to me bet my Tristan's face centimeters away from hers. They locked eyes. In a drunken haze she could feel his breath tickle down her neck...
Moments passed but it felt like eternity to Rory. His lips were millimeters from hers, his familiar lips. She'd been in this position with him before she remembered as memories of Madelyn's party came flashing back to her. The piano bench. They were both victims of broken hearts.
All of a sudden she felt very sober "What the hell do you think you're doing" She whispered fiercely before storming away from him. What the hell was he playing at? He knew she was with Logan!
A flustered Rory swiftly brushed past Logan who had just emerged from the doorway of the spare bedroom. "Ace!" He called out as she continued speedily down the hall and disappeared into their bedroom. Logan, confused and apprehensive, decided not to follow her and go and interrogate his cousin instead.
"What the hell was all that about?" Logan demanded, walking over to a flushed Tristan.
"Err, I think she was just tired..." Tristan mumbled, rubbing his head.
Logan wasn't convinced, he saw that she hadn't collected her coffee that was ready in the machine, that was completely out of character, something had happened.
"I think I'm just going to go to bed..." Tristan sighed, disappearing into the bedroom.
Once the door had closed Logan inhaled then exhaled deeply, trying to calm himself down. Don't jump to conclusions, he told himself. He ran a hand through his hair. He grabbed Rory's coffee to give her and headed off to their bedroom to try and ascertain what had happened.
"You forgot your coffee" Logan said, setting it down on the nightstand next to Rory who was sitting on the bed in her pj's. His voice was distant.
"Oh, thanks" She said, being dragged from her thoughts.
"Rory, what the hell happened back there?" His voice was even, trying not to get worked up.
"Nothing" Rory stated simply, almost with a laugh. "Nothing happened"
"Really!? Because it didn't seem like that from where I was standing!" Logan said, beginning to raise his voice, pacing back and forth.
"Okay, first of all, you need to calm down and listen to what I have to say." She said, swinging her legs over the side of the bed and standing up. "And will you stop with the walking back and forth!"
He nodded and stood still as she moved closer to him. "I think Tristan still has feelings for me" Rory said in a small voice.
"I knew it! That little punk!" Logan exclaimed, jaw clenched, as he was about to storm out of the room and give Tristan a piece of his mind.
But Rory stopped him, grabbing his arm "Logan, don't."
"Why Rory!? He's just going to try something with you!"
"So what if he does? Do you really think I'd let him? Do you not trust me!?" She said, frustrated. She stomped into their dressing room and angrily put her hair up in a pony tail.
He followed her in "This is Tristan, trust me, I know what he's like!" Logan said from behind her.
She whipped her head around with a look of disgust. "So you think if he tried something I'd just let him and fall into his arms!? Do you really trust me that little?" He just looked at her. "Because you know something, he did try something out there! He tried to kiss me! But guess what, I asked him what the hell he thought he was doing and walked away!" She screamed before she marched back into the bedroom. He was left there feeling guilty and outraged with himself for not trusting her. A minute or so later he wondered back into the bedroom with an apologetic look on his face and joined her, sitting on the bed.
"I'm sorry Ace. It's him I don't trust, not you" She just looked at him and didn't say anything so he continued "I guess I just sometimes feel like I don't deserve you and that sooner or later you'll realise that"
"Logan! Don't say that! I love you! If you think that I'd ever do anything with someone else, especially Tristan, then you are sooo wrong!"
He looked up at her with a smile taking over his face "You mean that?"
"Yes" She chuckled as she placed a hand on his cheek and kissed him.
They pressed their foreheads together, then Logan pulled back and looked her in the eyes sincerely and said "And I really am sorry about not trusting you, you know I do really" She nodded and gave him a smile. "But what the hell are we going to do about Tristan? I think I'm going to have to kick the punks arse" He said, growing angry at the thought of him trying to kiss his Ace.
"Just leave it for now and see what he has to say about it tomorrow, okay?" Rory said, not wanting a row to kick off now. It was late and she was tired, all she wanted to do was go to sleep and try and forget all of this.
"Okay" He agreed. Whilst he got changed into sweat pants and a t-shirt he said "By the way, I need to go in to the office tomorrow to sign some paperwork about my resignation so I'll be gone when you wake up."
"Okay. And oh yeah, how did they take it? The whole quitting thing" She asked.
"Well as you can imagine they weren't exactly thrilled, but I briefly explained why and they understood so I think they were okay about it. I'll apologise again tomorrow"
She nodded as he climbed into bed. "Anyway, I'm shattered! Sleep time" She said, snuggling into him as he pulled her closer to him.
"I love you Ace" he said with depth and sincerity in his tone.
She looked up at him and locked eyes with him and smiled. "I love you too" She said, with equal sincerity. They soon fell asleep in the comfort of each other's arms, something they hoped to do every night for the rest of their lives.
The next morning Rory awoke to an empty space beside her. Remembering Logan went into the office, she rolled over and got out of bed. After showering and getting ready for the day, she ambled into the kitchen in jeans and a purple long sleeve top. She breathed a deep sigh, remembering the debacle with Tristan last night and grimacing at the thought if seeing him.
She reminded herself that she had nothing to feel guilty or weird about, what happened last night wasn't her fault and she didn't do anything wrong. As she leaned her elbows on the breakfast bar and clutched a hot cup of coffee, Tristan walked in.
She didn't make eye contact with him; just focussed on the cup in front of her as a couple of awkward minutes passed. Eventually he spoke up.
"Look, Rory... about last night..." Tristan began, rubbing his head and leaning back against the counter. "I'm sorry. I was... I'd just, had a lot to drink and I was caught up in the moment. I guess seeing you again brought back memories" He confessed. focussing his attention on the floor.
She nodded, even though he wasn't looking at her.
"Does Logan know?" He asked, looking up at her, already knowing the answer.
"Yeah. Yeah he does." She said.
"Was he mad? What am I thinking, of course he was mad" Tristan said, rubbing his temples.
"Well can you blame him? His own cousin tried it on with his girlfriend"
Rory said, putting her cup of coffee down. Tristan just nodded his head in agreement, conceding to the fact that Logan had every right to be mad. "You'd expect a little loyalty from your own family!"
Tristan groaned "Like I said, I'm so sorry, and I'll apologise to Logan as well. Can we just put last night behind us? Forget it ever happened? I didn't mean anything by it, I was drunk and..."
"Well it's him you're going to have to talk to. If he can get over it, then so can I"
He nodded, pushing himself away from the counter. "I appreciate that" he said as he shot a smile in her direction. "Look, I'm going to go get showered and ready, then I'm going to go and talk to Logan."
"Alright guys, and look, sorry again. If you ever need anything, give me a call" Logan said, amicably ending his short-term business endeavours as he walked out of the tall glass building in the centre of New York. His phone began to ring as he stepped onto the streets, he looked down to see a name flashing across the screen that made his skin crawl.
Tristan
He reluctantly answered his phone with a sigh "What?" he said bluntly.
"Logan, before you say anything, can you please just meet me and let me explain. I know I was bang out of order, just please, hear me out." Tristan pleaded.
"Fine, meet me at the cafe on the corner of 64th in ten minutes." With that, Logan hung up.
Logan walked into the apartment to find Rory sitting reading the paper on the sofa. She looked up when she noticed he had entered the room and greeted him with a sweet smile.
"Hey, how did it go with Tristan?" She asked him, setting her paper down and standing up.
"Not too badly actually. I mean don't get me wrong, I'm mad at him for what he did and it was so wrong but at the end of the day he's my cousin, I can't stay mad at him forever. He assured me it'd never happen again so I said we were okay"
Rory nodded "I think it's for the best that you made up. He was really apologetic earlier"
"Let's just forget it, move on and enjoy the rest of the week" Logan said, sending a sweet smile her way.
"Yeah, that sounds good" She said, returning the smile. "Where is Tristan anyway?"
"He got a phone call on the way up, he's just taking it out in the hall"
The rest of the week passed much more smoothly and they all ended up having a really good time, reminiscing and catching up. Both Rory and Logan were sad to see him leave and promised to see each other more often, the weeks earlier drama forgotten.
Tristan had just left with Logan who was driving him to the airport. Rory walked into the kitchen and looked around a noticed an enveloped on the kitchen counter. On closer examination it read 'Mary' on the front. She rolled her eyes and opened it to reveal a hand written letter, it read...
Mary,
Firstly I just wanted to apologise again for what happened earlier in the week. I guess there's no real explanation for it; I suppose in a funny sort of way you were always 'the one that got away'... which I realise sounds ridiculous because we were never together and I know it seems like I only hit on you constantly in high school to push your buttons which I guess at the time was pretty much the case but now... I don't know, I think deep down there may have been more to it. I suppose I still like to think I can get anything I want and maybe the other night I was just trying to prove that If I still wanted to have you I could. But I realise that's not the case and I can't do anything more than apologise for that.
As for you... well, in many ways you've changed a lot since our Chilton days and become an incredible woman; you're strong, confident, pretty, driven... well I guess the driven part was always the case. At the same time you're still the same hard worker that I know and love. Not really sure how you've managed to get the perfect balance of everything and for doing so I commend you, you're a better man than I. Well, woman I suppose. You're going somewhere in life and for no other reason than the fact that you've put the work, time and effort in and I'm afraid I can't say the same. You deserve a lot from life and I'm sure you'll get it, you and Logan together.
It's been amazing to see you again this week, I've had such a great time. When I first saw you on the plane I couldn't believe my eyes.. it felt like I'd come home. Hopefully never seeing you again won't be an issue seeing as Logan's my cousin so hopefully our paths will cross a lot more in the future.
I don't think I gave you my number so I'll do so now, don't hesitate to text or call me whenever you want, I'd love to hear from you - 03511 246 812
Talk to you soon Mar ;)
Tristan x x
She smiled to herself as she ran her fingertips over the ink. Tristan was really a good guy, she'd always known that deep down. With one last smile she picked up her cell phone and saved Tristan's number. She refolded the letter and placed it back in the envelope before sending a text to him.
For the last time, the name is RORY! ;) x
She let out a small laugh as she remembered screaming that down the corridor to Tristan on her first day at Chilton. She sat down on the couch and curled up with book that she'd pulled off the shelf. A minute or so later, her phone that was set on the arm of the couch next to her vibrated and the screen lit up with a little yellow envelope.
She grabbed her Blackberry and opened the text to see it was from Tristan. It read:
Whatever you say Mar ;) x
It was about an hour or so later that Logan returned from the airport and entered their apartment to find Rory fast asleep on the couch with a book in her lap. He smiled down at her and thought to himself how beautiful she looked. It was already 10 at night and they'd already eaten before Tristan left so he decided not to wake her; an early night would do them both good. He thought how peaceful she looked and decided it would be better to leave her there than take her to their bedroom and disturb her. With one last smile he picked up her book and folded down the corner of the page so that she didn't lose her page. I'm gonna pay for that in the morning! He thought to himself. She'd always hated him folding the corner of pages, it was one of her pet hates; one of the stupid things they bickered about.
He gently set the book down on the coffee table, grabbed a blanket from the cupboard and played it over her sleeping frame. With that he turned the lamp next to her off and set off towards the bedroom.
Logan was lying in bed peacefully, still dark outside due to the onset of the winter months. Barely awake, he was about to turn over and drift off back to sleep... no such luck.
"How dare you!" He heard a high pitched voice squeal. He turned over to face a hurt and angry Rory with a cheeky grin tugging at the edge of her lips threatening to break out.
She ran towards him and stood over him waving the book in his face repeating "How very dare you!"
He propped himself up, conceding to the fact that she wasn't going to let him go back to sleep. "I don't know what you're talking about" he feigned ignorance with a smirk.
"Oh don't give me that Mr! You folded the page of my book! How could you do such a thing?" Her grin was about to crack.
He held his hands up in mock surrender. "It wasn't me, I swear"
And there it was, a cheeky grin spread across her face as he snaked his arms around her waist and pulled her onto the bed, ending up with her head resting on this chest, his arms wrapped securely around her.
"It must have been the secret page folding monster" He whispered with a grin.
She rolled her eyes then pecked him on the lips and pulled away. He connected his lips to hers once more, this time for longer before rolling her onto her back so that he was hovering over her.
She put her hands on his chest to stop him. "We can't now. We haven't got time" She said, resisting.
"What are you talking about, we have all the time in the world" He said with a cheeky smile
"Fine" She relented, rolling her eyes before breaking out into a big grin and pulling his head back down to hers and their lips crashed together once again.
Two hours later a showered Rory was standing in the kitchen about to make some toast. Logan walked in with a towel around his waist and nothing more.
"Did you finish all the bread?" Rory said with a frown.
"Noooo..." He said, turning away from her with a smirk.
"Let me guess it was the secret bread eating monster?" She said.
He let out a hearty laugh "I guess it must have been." He turned around and snaked his arms around her waist from behind then looked over her shoulder at the clock on the wall. "Crap, it's 11! I was meant to be leaving now, I'm late"
She turned around to face him in his arms and placed her hands on his bare chest. "Well who's fault's that! Not my fault someone decided to join me in the shower!"
"You loved it" He said with a wink before kissing her then saying "Anyway, I really have to go and get dressed.
"Okay, go." He walked off towards the bedroom and as he did so she smacked his towel covered arse.
Turning around and pointing at her as he walked backwards he shouted "Hey! I'm gonna get you back for that!"
She burst into a fit of laughter as he walked into a lamp, nearly knocking it over. She heard a faint I'm okay! as he disappeared into the bedroom. She shook her head as she returned to flicking through the paper.
Logan was going to meet Mitchum at the New York times to talk about coming back to HPG. It was what Mitchum wanted so he should be only too happy to let Logan come back on his own terms. After what Mitchum said at the restaurant that night Logan thought there was going to be a change in the way Mitchum treated him but he didn't hold out much hope, guess he'd just have to wait and find out.
Logan re-entered the room, dressed in a stylish grey suit with a pink shirt and pale blue tie and hair styled to perfection.
"What time was your meeting with Mitchum?" Rory asked, worried about how late he was.
"Oh we didn't actually have a set time I just said I'd swing by today. I had just planned to have left by now but it doesn't matter" He said as he frantically look for his keys. "Where are my keys!?" He muttered to himself.
"Coffee table?" Rory suggested.
"Uh-huh!" She head as he triumphantly held up his keys.
"What would you do without me" She said, shaking her head with a smirk.
"Probably not consume nearly as much caffeine as I do!" He joked, putting his long black woollen coat over his suit. "Anyway, I'll see you later. Call me if you need me, I love you" He said, kissing her on the cheek before heading towards the door.
"Love you too!" She called back.
He opened the front door and just before he stepped out he said "Oh and I'll grab some bread on the way home"
She smiled and returned to reading her morning paper.
Logan walked into the New York times looking cool, calm and collected with a coffee in hand that he'd got from a coffee shop a couple of blocks away. He strode across the lobby and into the elevator, much more calm than the last time he was here.
When he reached Mitchum's floor he stepped out of the elevator, chucked his empty coffee cup in the trash and approached his father's receptionist's desk. He didn't recognise the woman behind it, Mitchum had a new assistant every month or so, he was just as bad as Emily was with her maids!
"Hi, is Mitchum free?" He asked politely.
"Who's asking?" The ditzy woman replied.
"Logan Huntzberger, his son. "
"Oh" The woman looked surprised but quickly regained her composure. "Is he expecting you?"
"At some point today"
"Well as it happens he's free at the moment" She said with a smile "I'll let him know you're here"
"No need, I'll just go into his office" Logan said, gesturing to Mitchum's office door.
The woman looked a little bewildered but who was she to argue with a Huntzberger? "Oh... um... okay"
Logan knocked on the door out of politeness, he didn't want to start on the back foot here. When he heard Mitchum beckon for him to come in he entered the office.
Mitchum looked up from his desk "Ah Logan hello. I was wondering when you were coming. Please, take a seat"
Logan did as Mitchum said, sitting in a chair opposite his father "Hey dad"
"Can I get you something to drink?"
"A coffee would be great thanks" Logan replied.
"Since when did you like coffee?" Mitchum asked with a frown, but asked his assistant for it anyway.
"I've always liked coffee dad..." Logan said, resisting the urge to roll his eyes.
"Oh, well I'll have to make a note of that for future reference" Mitchum laughed.
A minute later his assistant brought them their drinks and promptly left again, not before sending a wink in Logan's direction.
"So, not that I'm not happy to see you, but what's the reason for today's visit?" Mitchum asked his son. He'd hoped Logan had decided to come back to the company but couldn't be sure that was the case.
"Well... I've decided I'll come back. I'll come back to HPG"
"Logan, this is great news! I'm thrilled!" Mitchum said with what looked like a genuine smile.
"But this is going to be on my terms dad. I'm not going to be mucked around and treated like dirt this time." Logan said forcefully.
"I completely respect that. And like I said at dinner, I'm sorry for how I've treated you in the past and we really are starting fresh now" Mitchum assured him.
"I'm glad to hear that, I hope you mean it" Logan said, looking him in the eye.
There was a slight awkward pause before Mitchum spoke up. "So, as for where you'll be entering the company. Obviously it's partly up to you and of course you can have some say in the matter but what I suggest is you taking control of all our new projects and acquisitions. For instance we've just bought a new paper in New York, a fairly sizeable one and I thought you could go and spend a couple of months there, seeing how the papers currently running and make the necessary changes to turn it around and improve it as much as possible. They're currently hiring some new writers so you'll have some fresh meet to work with. You know the drill. I normally do this sort of stuff but I figured you could take over that department and be the young figure head of the company, how does that sound?"
Logan considered the position for a while before nodding. "Yeah that sounds perfect."
"Good, you can start when we take over that paper which I believe is in about three weeks"
"Brilliant. I can't wait" Logan smiled. "Sounds like you've thought this through"
"Well I was hoping you'd come back" Mitchum admitted.
They shared a smile before Mitchum asked "So how's Rory? How are you two settling into the new apartment?"
"Yeah she's great, she's been applying to lots of different papers in the city. And I think we're about settled in now, it's a really great place, you'll have to come and see it sometime"
"Ahh well I'm sure a talented young writer like her will find somewhere soon enough! And I'd love to" Mitchum said with a smile.
"Hopefully, yeah." Logan thought for a moment. "Hey, how about tonight? If you're free you could come over for dinner if you wanted?"
What was happening, Logan was willingly inviting his father over for dinner!
"Tonight? Yeah that sounds great, I'd love to!" Mitchum said, looking a little shocked but pleased.
"Good. Well I better get going now but come over about 7, I'll leave you our address." Logan said, grabbing a pen from his dad's desk and scribbling down their address on a plain piece of paper.
"I will. I'll see you then son"
With a wave Logan walked out of the office.
Logan walked into their apartment and called out "I come bringing bread" as he put it away in the bread bin in the kitchen.
"GUESS WHAT GUESS WHAT GUESS WHAT!" Rory yelled, running towards him with an envelope.
"What" He laughed, amused.
"I GOT A JOB!" She screamed, finally meeting him.
"Oh my god! Ace that's awesome! Congrats!" He said, as he wrapped his arms around her and lifted her up off the ground slightly.
"Thanks! Oh my god I'm so excited!" She squealed.
"What is it? Tell me all about it" He asked with a smile, leaning back against the counter.
"Well it's not brilliant but it's still a job. It's a s staff writer position in the features department at The New York Post; which is no New York Times but it's still a good paper."
"That's an awesome paper! It's one of the next biggest in the city! That's amazing Ace! And you love writing for features!" He said, genuinely excited for her.
"I do love writing for features" She agreed with a content smile. "We should celebrate tonight" She suggested.
"Ahhh..." He winced, now feeling bad for not checking with her first about having Mitchum over.
"What?" She asked confused.
"I should have checked with you first, I'm sorry. I kind of invited my dad over..."
"What? Logan that's great! I'm glad you two are building bridges and if this is going to help your relationship with him I'm happy to have him over!"
"You're sure you don't mind?"
"Of course not Logan"
He smiled at how accommodating and sweet she was. "Well thank you. And I'm sorry again for ruining your celebratory night"
"You're welcome. And hey, what better way to celebrate than with the biggest newspaper man in the country?" She laughed. "Anyway, I forgot to ask, how did your meeting with him go? I presume well seeing as he's coming for dinner" She chuckled, as did he.
0"Yeah, very well. I'm rejoining HPG in a few weeks, I'll be sort of the young figure head for the company, when I return I'll be spending and couple of months with a new acquisition of theirs to sort of turn it around and maximise profits etc."
"Oh that sounds good. Nice and important" She joked.
"Yeah and he was really accommodating so I think this really is a fresh start. And then we got on to talking about various things and he said he'd like to come and see our apartment so I just ended up inviting him over for dinner."
"Well everything sounds very promising." He nodded in agreement. "So what time's he coming?"
"I said around 6 so we've still got ages but I need to pop out and get some food for dinner tonight. I was thinking I'd cook lamp chops"
"Oooo yum, okay you go out now while I clean up around here, it's getting messy" She said looking around.
"Okay, I won't be long" He said grabbing his jacket and touching her arm as he walked out the door. "See you in a bit Ace"
It was half five and Logan was cooking while Rory was setting up the dining table with place mats, coasters, napkins, glasses, candles etc.
"It was really weird, earlier when I found out about my job I suddenly though oh I must ring mom and tell her and then suddenly though wait, no, can't do that" Rory sighed.
"Aww, I can't believe this thing's still going on with you two, it's been like two weeks now. Has she tried contacting you?" He asked sympathetically.
"Yeah, she's called me a lot and left messages"
"And you're not going to return them?" He asked, stopping what he was doing and giving her his full attention.
"To be honest, I don't want to. Not at the moment anyway. She's just getting on my nerves so much. I think I've been feeling this way for a while, it's just been building up. Frankly, I'm so sick of her messing Luke and my dad around, it's not fair to either of them! Luke has been so, so good to her over the years and she just picks him up and drops him whenever she feels like it. And same for my dad, she gives him false hope the just ditches him and I think she just thinks it's all some big game and expects me to laugh along with her. She then has the audacity to comment on my relationship, ugh I'm just sick of her!" She let out a massive breath after her big rant.
"Well if that's the way you feel, then give it some time, don't contact her. Take a break from her and give yourself some space to think things over. I know it's gunna be weird not having her around to talk to but you know I'm always here to talk to" Logan assured her, walking over to her and stroking her arm.
"I know, and If I didn't have you I don't know how I'd get through it" They shared a moment before Rory broke eye contact and exclaimed "Logan! That pan on the stove is boiling over!"
He darted back to the kitchen to save the pan that was boiling over then laughed.
About 20 minutes later the doorbell rang and Logan instructed Rory to gently stir the sauce in the pan while he got the door.
He opened the thick wooden to reveal his father standing there with a bottle of wine in his hand. "Dad, hey. Come in. Did you find it ok?" Logan asked politely, while taking his father's coat.
"Yes thanks, it's in a lovely area" He smiled as he handed Logan the bottle of champagne. "Just a token of my gratitude for having me over tonight"
"Thanks. I'll crack that open straight away" Logan said as he produced three champagne glasses from the cupboard.
"Ahhh, you're cooking Rory!" Mitchum said, smiling in her direction.
Before Rory had a chance to respond Logan interjected. "No. No she's not. I thought I'd save you from food poisoning" Logan said deadly seriously.
"HEY! My cooking isn't that bad!" She pouted.
He scoffed "Oh really? Judging from the macaroni cheese incident at Yale I beg to differ!"
"That wasn't my fault! I didn't know it would explode in the microwave!" She said innocently.
"The kitchen smelt like cheese for days" Logan laughed as she just rolled her eyes. "Why don't you stand over there and drink this while I finish cooking?" He suggested, handing her a glass of champagne.
"Oooo, now that I can do!" She smiled brightly.
Mitchum chuckled, it was nice to see the two of them in their own environment laughing and joking around, it was only now that he actually realised quite how happy his son was; he'd never seen him like this around a girl before.
"I must say, this apartment is great, really modern and stylish." Mitchum told them, looking around.
"Would you like the grand tour?" Rory offered.
"Sure, why not" He smiled. And with that the two of them set off around the apartment.
They returned five minutes later and Mitchum seemed to be in awe of the rooftop view.
"Perfect timing, dinner's ready" Logan said as they all took a seat at the dining table.
"This looks lovely" Rory said, looking at the food of them.
"I agree. It really does" said Mitchum as they all tucked into their food. "The view from that rooftop really is spectacular! I've never seen anything quite like it. In fact the whole apartment is, perfect for entertaining."
"That's what we liked about it. It was big enough to entertain yet at the same time small enough to still feel homely and intimate." Logan explained.
Mitchum just nodded. "So how's the job hunt coming Rory?"
"Well actually, I was offered a position earlier today" She said with a bright smile.
"Wow! Congratulations! I knew a talented writer like you wouldn't have any trouble finding a job in a market like New York"
"Thank you, I'm really excited. I start in two weeks"
"What position is it?"
"It's a staff writer position in the features department which really is my chosen department so I'm happy about that"
"That's really excellent. I remember reading some of your features articles in the Yale Daily News and they really were superb. I know I didn't exactly give you the credit you deserved during that internship and I'd like to apologise for that. I guess I let my personal issues get in the way of my professional ones which smoothing I normally try to avoid. You really are an incredible writer, one that any paper would be lucky to have" Mitchum confessed.
Rory blushed "Thank you, that means a lot"
They finished their dinner with small talk and just general chit chat; Mitchum learning more about his son. Small things he hadn't bothered to take in in the past.
Several drinks later Mitchum and Logan were playing pool and having a laugh. Rory walked in the room holding two bits of paper in the air.
"Logan! What are these? I was looking for my phone charger and couldn't find it so thought I'd use yours and went to get it from your dresser drawer and found these" She questioned with a cheeky grin, hoping it meant what she thought it meant.
"That was meant to be a surprise!" He complained, taking the papers from her.
"Plane tickets to London! Are we going to London?" She said with an excited squeal.
"Maybe" He said with a smirk, putting his arms around her waist.
"ARE we going to London!?" She questioned again, getting excited. He just smirked at her and didn't say a word. " Tell me!" She demanded.
"We're going to London" He said in a quiet voice. She jumped up and down with excitement and flung her arms around his neck as he kissed her on the lips.
"I thought we'd go out there for Guy Fawkes day and see all the fireworks" He told her.
"Really? Oh my god it's going to be amazing! When do we leave?" She asked, growing more animated by the minute.
"Two days time" He stated simply as she screamed once more and kissed him and pressed her forehead to his.
"You're the best"
I couldn't have Rory and Tristan kiss and ruin such an amazing relationship like that! haha :) anyway, keep reviewing guys thaaanks :)