Saviour from the Past

Chapter Thirty

"Hey Rory, what's the deal with Finn anyway? Can you give me any info?" Poppy asked from where she was perched on the couch in their hotel suite in Manhattan. For Rory, it was weird to be in a hotel a fifteen minute cab ride from her apartment, but she was willing to deal with it for the perks of room service.

"What kind of deal do you mean?" Rory asked, sitting down across from Poppy. They only had one final event left on the tour, Rory was glad to be finishing up the tour, but sad Poppy would be returning home to Boston. They had become close, although sharing hotel rooms for three weeks will do that.

"Girlfriends? Boyfriends? Job?"

"Well he is definitely straight, he does like to occasionally play the metrosexual angle so I can see where the thoughts of him being gay could come from. He could be bi but I'm ninety five percent sure he isn't. I've never known him to have a girlfriend, just dates, but that was in college, and they were all playboys. He may have changed," Rory felt the need to add, having watched Poppy's face fall at her description. "He is an awesome friend to have, always the life and soul of the party, but he cares. He is never as drunk as he seems, just very outgoing."

"So is it a waste of time even considering pursuing him?"

"I don't think so. Remember it's been over five years since I have had regular contact with him. As for job, his family owns a luxury hotel chain. He is the VP as far as I know, he travels a lot between work, and his family, who are still in Australia half of the year."

"That sounds interesting. You really hung around with the trust fund kids at Yale huh?" Poppy asked.

"For some of it anyway. Although I suppose I am technically a trust fund kid, mine didn't get discharged until after I graduated so I never had the same disposable income at Yale that they all had."

"Really? And you dated that Logan guy? He was hot but he seemed like an asshole," Poppy said looking at Rory quizzically.

"He could be an asshole, he was the head playboy. I was the girl who tamed him for a while, until we went to his sister's wedding and I found out he had slept with all of her bridesmaids after a fight that he and I had had previously."

"No way! And he left you to socialize with them?" Poppy asked horrified.

"Yep! And he thought that they were in the wrong for telling me about it." Rory said indignantly, the memories of that time coming back to her.

"Oh so he is that kind of guy, nothing is ever his fault?"

"Never. But Colin and Finn are different, they never did anything like that to anyone while I knew them. The worst was only when girls wanted seconds but the guys had made it clear it was a one time thing, they never led anyone on." Rory leaned back on her couch, watching Poppy carefully, she was biting her lip and concentrating hard, with her cellphone in her hand. "Have you heard from Finn?"

"Huh?" Poppy asked looking up. "Oh yes, he was texting, he wanted to know our plans while we were in Manhattan."

"And? What did you tell him?" Rory asked.

"Well I mentioned the signing I had this morning, and the radio interview yesterday."

"Did you mention tonight's signing and party?" Rory asked, thinking she probably knew the answer already.

"No, it isn't like he would come anyway. It would be boring for him," she said resignedly.

"You don't know that. Plus we will be done early enough to go out afterwards anyway."

"No, it's okay. I will leave the ball in his court, see if he asks to see me."

Poppy was half way through reading her chosen excerpt to the crowd when Rory spotted him. Finn. He must be more interested than Poppy thought to show up, without being told when and where it was. Rory decided to say nothing and see what happened. She couldn't see who, if anyone, was with him.