Friday Dinner

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Logan and I pull up to Grandma's. "Ace?" He is looking at me with starry eyes. "You're the best woman to ever have walked into my life. You are the world to me. You and the baby. The two of you are my biggest priority. Move in with me, please. "

We haven't even selected a name for our daughter and he wants to move in with me. Okay. Wow. Pro/con list time.

The pros: We love each other. My daughter will grow up with a father. We would have our own space to invite friends and family over. My daughter will learn, grow , and thrive under one roof.

The cons: Mitchum or Shira could throw a prenuptial agreement in our faces. Pointedly moving away from everything and everyone we love. Plus, Logan could lose everything he's worked for.

"You could lose everything you've worked so hard for, everything you've built. I love you and I don't want to be the reason for that, Logan."

"You're the love of my life and nothing will change that, nothing anyone can do will change that, Ace. I will always fight for us and the baby. Always, Ace. So please, let me love you for the rest of our lives." Logan reaches into his black blazer and pulls out a small, round, red box. When he opens it, there is a key on a necklace!

"Logan," I beam. "Yes, absolutely yes!" Logan encases my finger with the ring. It's a perfect fit.

"Collin, Finn, and Robert helped."

"It's perfect!"

Logan and I walk around the vehicle only to meet hands again. When I ring the doorbell, Grandma opens the door with a wide smile.  Nothing I say will encompass the joy inside. I simply hold up the ring with a giddy squeal.

"Congratulations!! Oh Rory, that's fabulous!"

I feel short, strong kicks and take my fiancée by the hand. "Can you feel that?"

Logan lights up like Christmas lights. " Lorelei. Lori Honor Gilmore." He glows. Our baby has a name.

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