Chapter 4.

It was a miracle that they did not wreck. It took them less fifteen minutes from the pub back to his suite and he was pretty sure he had spent at least half of that time staring at Rory instead of looking at the road. He thought he should just be grateful that it was late enough that the New Haven streets were mostly empty and they made it to his reserved spot in one piece. Logan turned off the car and pulled the key from the ignition. It was dark in the car except for the small light filtering from the light post a few spots away. He was nervous, a completely foreign emotion for him, but a very real one as he jingled his keys. He turned to look at Rory, finding her cerulean eyes already on him, concern passing through them.

"Logan?" She questioned, her slender hand reaching over to stop his hand, leaving them in silence as the keys stopped clinking against each other. He remained silent as she studied his features. He was not at all that sure what she was looking for, but he hoped she found it. He hoped he was worthy. As those thoughts crossed his mind, she leaned over and kissed him softly and he realized with sudden clarity that this wouldn't be like other times, like other girls. He had come to terms with this with an ease that surprised him.

He returned her kiss, deepening it as his hand dived into her luscious brown hair, the silky strands around his fingers.

"Logan." She whispered against his mouth, her blue eyes dark and wide. "Take me inside."

Jerking his head, he nodded and with a total lack of his usual Huntzberger finesse got out of the car. The walk from the parking lot to his dorm suite was a blur of roaming hands and heated kisses on any available flesh. This he understood: the blood pumping in his body a little faster because there was a beautiful woman in his arms.

He paused at his door, keys in hand. "You're sure?" He questioned once more. He wanted her, he had wanted her since the moment he met her in the hallways of her dorm, but he knew her enough to know she was not a one night stand kind of girl and while he quickly realized that what was going on between them was so much more than that. He knew she was still under the misconception that casual was all they were.

"Logan. Open. The. Door." Rory answered him between every kiss, causing him to smile at her surprising playfulness.

"As you wish, Ace." Logan teased, pulling her to his side as he opened the door. He flipped the lights of the common area. He saw the way she gave the room a quick curious look.

"Well?"

"It's neater than I expected for three guys." Rory replied.

"Cleaning lady and Colin balance Finn's filthy tendencies and I'm a neat guy." Logan stated as he wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her back to his chest.

Pressing his face into the curve of her neck, he murmured. "What about a tour? It starts with my bedroom."

Rory laughed softly at the playful tone, sighing as his mouth skimmed over her skin. "I bet it ends with your bedroom, too."

Logan grinned at the twinkle in her eyes as she turned to him. "Smart girl."

"I go to Yale, you know." Rory quipped, earning a laugh. "Lead the way, Huntzberger."

xxx

Morning light filtered through the opening of the curtain hitting Logan in the face. He didn't need to open his eyes to know that Rory wasn't there anymore; the space next to him felt empty and cold with the lack of her warm body. Sighing out a tired sound, Logan crack opened his eyes, finding his conclusion correct. It was funny, any other time, he would have sighed a breath of relief at the chance of avoiding the awkward morning after when he would have to be charming as he showed a random girl the door. This morning, however, all he felt was disappointment as he stared at the empty space next to him.

To say that spending the night with Rory Gilmore was good would be the understatement of a lifetime. Logan covered his eyes with his forearm, blocking out the sun as scenes from the night before flashed like a movie strip. Rory smiling shyly but playfully, her eyes filled with joy as he kissed down her neck, the girlish giggle escaping her lips as he found a ticklish spot, the sound turning breathless when he found one less so. A pretty blush covered her porcelain skin as he removed layers of clothing until she was naked. The way she looked as she laid on his bed, her dark locks fanned out over his pillow. He'd always thought it was corny when people talked about having their breath taken away by someone. He'd grown up around beautiful woman, debutants, actresses, models all throwing themselves at him and while he had had a healthy appreciation for their beauty, none compared to Rory Gilmore naked on his bed looking like she belonged there forever. In so many ways, their love making had been tame and innocent, like the very girl that had been in his arms, and as she kissed him softly, as she held on to his arms as he pushed into her slowly, as she sighed his name breathlessly, her eyes fluttering closed and a smile on her lips as his lips graced her skin, Logan had never felt more fulfilled. As they had lain together chest to chest, their breathing shallow, he had looked at her, finding her gaze on him already. Her smile wide and happy as he grinned at her. She'd leaned in her lips, kissing the corner of his mouth lingering before she had ducked her head to press her face into his chest and as he held her he had felt her lay another soft kiss over his heart. He told himself that if it skipped a beat it was because he was still coming down from the great sex.

A knock on his door interrupted his musing; letting out a groan, he reached for a pair of sweats, not surprised when he found his roommates waiting outside the door with matching smirks on their faces.

"Aren't we mature enough for sexual conquest details?" He asked once again, unsurprised when all he got were wider smiles and shaking heads. "Fine, maybe we're not but I'm not sharing this time around."

"That's fine, mate." Finn answered for Colin and himself. "We figured you wouldn't tell us, anyway, it couldn't have been that great anyway considering…."

Logan narrowed his eyes at his friends as Finn gave him an innocent look and Colin coughed into his hand. "Considering?"

Finn grinned. "Considering we were in the kitchen when Rory bolted out of your room this morning like the hounds of hell were behind her."

Colin coughed again, this time sounding like a laugh. "She didn't even pause when we asked if she wanted coffee."

Logan rolled his eyes at his friends' teasing but paused as their word sank in. "She ignored coffee?"

"Yep."

"Crap!" He said. shaking his head. "This is going to be harder than I thought."

xxx

Rory Gilmore turned the knob of her dorm suite, cringing when the door creaked. It sounded louder than ever before when the room was silent except for the sound of breathing coming from her visitors who were camped out in her living area. She quietly tired to tip-toe to her room, letting out a moan when a throat cleared behind her. Turning around slowly, she found three knowing gazes on her. Madeline and Louise more amused than Paris who kept her expression blank but Rory could see a hint of worry. Rory smiled slightly at her friend, knowing that while she wouldn't show it outwardly, she was concerned.

"Look who's doing the walk of shame." Louise teased as she rose from the couch, taking in her rumpled clothes and even more rumpled hair. "Have fun?"

"Yes." Rory answered shortly, turning back towards her room.

"Then why the face?" Madeline called out, a confused frown on her face.

Rory turned to face her friends once more, giving a shrug that look more casual than she actually felt; in fact, casual would be the last word she would use to describe what she was feeling. Last night had been amazing and wonderful and so much more meaningful than she had expected. It left her hollow to know that it wouldn't lead to anything. "Because last night was last night and this morning Logan and I will go back to what we are, me a commitment girl and him a guy who runs from the word."

She turned around once more, this time ignoring her friends as Louise turned to Paris telling her that the reason they were friends was because they were both drama queens. She simply laid on her made-bed, curling her knees inward, hugging them to her chest. Closing her eyes, she hoped that when she wakes up, she would stop feeling like she was losing something before she even had it.

xxx

Rory woke up hours later, she looked around her room, something had awakened her and she couldn't put her finger on it. Waiting silently, she heard it again, a noise that had cut through her dream state.

Tap…tap…tap.

A light tapping at her window. She just knew it was Logan. Pulling back the curtain, she found him waiting patiently, freshly showered while she still had on the clothes from the night before. She begrudgingly pulled open the latch when he raised an eyebrow at her hesitation. She took a step back as he climbed over the window sill.

Logan flashed her with a smile. "That's harder than it looks."

"I'm sure you've had practice climbing through girls' windows." She quipped, letting out a snort when he shook his head.

"Nope, first time."

Rory gave him a side smile. "I'm sure."

"So…."

It was Rory's turn to raise an eyebrow as he trailed off. "So…?"

"You turned down coffee." Logan answered, widening his eyes for effect.

"What…"Rory trailed off, groaning as she remembered earlier how Colin and Finn catching her as she had been running off. "Yes, I did and to make matters worse, I haven't had any yet."

'Wow' Logan mouthed. "Well, serves you right, if you hadn't sneaked out, we could have wakened up together and I would have treated you to breakfast and the best coffee in New Haven."

Rory winced. "Logan…"

"No." Logan cut in, his voice devoid of the usual good humor she was used to. "Before I came here I thought I was going to let you ramble about why you left this morning and how you think you know this could never work and then I would use my charm to convince you otherwise but let's cut through all that crap, shall we?"

Rory could only nod silently, sitting down on her bed as Logan started pacing in front of her, being very un-Logan like.

"Last night was amazing." He blurted out, lacking his usual suave.

"And trust me, I've had enough sex to know that when I say amazing I mean amazing. And sure we've been building the sexual tension since we met so, of course, it was great… but if it was just that then I would probably be over it now that we've slept together, but seeing as more than anything I want to kiss you again, I guess that's not the case. We could also say that I'm just being a guy who is horny for a hot girl but…" Logan trailed off, kneeling down in front of her. "Rory, I watched you sleep last night after everything and all I could think was I wanted to know what you were dreaming when you smiled in your sleep, and then, I realized I wanted to know more than that." Unconsciously, his hand brushed the hair from her face, smiling softly as she stared at him wide-eyed and with her mouth slightly opened. "I want to know so much more about you, I find myself looking forward to every time I'm near you. I like hearing you talk and go off tangents about things that matter to you, I like how excited you get about books and that you're a chatter box about the strangest things. I never get tired of hearing you, or being near you."

Rory bit her lip as she looked down at him, his words washing over her, causing a flurry of activity in her stomach.

"I know what you think and what we talked about at your grandparents wedding." Logan continued, standing up again. "I get your concerns because, honestly, they're mine, too… I've never…I've never tried this…exclusivity, relationships, but I realize it's because I've never wanted to try before. But I want to try now, I want to try with you…okay, say something."

Rory took a deep breath as she slowly stood up too. "I-I like your eyes and the way they look at me, I like the smiles you give me."

Logan shrugged, giving her a cheeky smile, breathing easier as she smiled back, closing the space between them until her hands touched his abdomen, his hands going to her waist, pulling her even closer. "I'm a good looking guy."

Rory laughed softly. "You really are, I like how you make me feel, light and fun-filled. I like being around you, too."

"That's a good place to start, Ace." Logan answered as he leaned to press a kiss at her temple.

"It is." Rory agreed. "I've always been a certain way about my relationships, my…well, as Paris said mating rituals. You're a certain way, too…"

"Hasn't worked for either of us it seems." Logan continued.

Rory nodded. "Maybe we should try differently…with each other…"

Logan grinned as Rory, full of hope, looked up at him. Unable to resist, he leaned down, taking her mouth, smiling into the kiss as she sighed, her fingers sinking into his hair, pulling him closer. He laughed, breaking the kiss as she pulled him to her bed, covering her with his body; he looked down at her, finding the same happy grin from the night before; unsurprised when his heart started beating fast.

"Our own mating rituals it is." Logan leaned, laying a kiss across her cheek. "Odd as they may be."

The End

There might be a sequel in the future but for now this is done! :)