When It's Right, It's Right

Chapter 4

I'm so glad I was able to update so quickly. So many of you have commented and voted I'm amazed. This chapter is a bit short but it's getting us where we need to go. Enjoy!

On this particular night, the library was packed and we couldn’t find a quiet place to study.  Colin had Steph over at at the guys place - so you know damn well they’re not gonna be quiet.  

I checked to see if Paris was home at our dorm, and she informed me that she was going out with Doyle, and so we would have the place to ourselves.

When we walked in, I told Finn to make himself comfortable, while I went and got us snacks and drinks. When I came back into the room I noticed Finn had taken my instruction to get comfortable to heart; he had removed his shoes and socks and was in the process of unbuckling his belt. “Whoa there buddy, I don’t know what you think is going to happen here tonight but you can buckle that belt back up right now,” I joked. Finn just grinned “Well if I know you, this is only round 1 of many more of snacks to come so I'm  just making room” he replied lightly.             
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We had been studying for about 2 hours and we needed a break, so I put on a pot of coffee and brought out some cookies that Sookie had given me last time I was back home.  I set the coffee and cookies on the table, and took my seat back on the couch.

Finn pulled his flask out of his jacket pocket and proceeded to make his coffee a little more Irish.  I had taken a bite of one of the chocolate chip cookies, it was so chewy and chocolatey and tasted like heaven that I may have let out a louder than necessary moan of appreciation.

Finn just looked at me and cocked his eyebrow and said “now I know why Logan keeps you around.”

I was shocked at his remark, and couldn’t help it that my face was turning all kinds of red. I had placed my hand over my mouth to keep the cookie crumbs from falling out, making me unable to respond.  Finn looked at me with a mock sympathetic look.  “No need to be embarassed, Love.  We all know what you two get up to when the doors are closed.” he said.

I had finally managed to swallow the cookie and before I knew what I was saying I looked at him indignantly.  “Oh you do, do you? You think you know everything” I said, and rolled my eyes.

Finn took a sip of his coffee and turned to look at me, confusion and curiosity all over his face. He placed a hand on my knee and and asked “Love is there something more you’d like to share?  ‘Cause from experience, those sounds are only made when two people are getting carnal in between the sheets and - well - apparently when one is eating a sinfully delicious chocolate chip cookie.” He said.

I was still red in the face and couldn’t seem to come back with a good retort.  Who thought I would ever get beat at my own game, but I was stumped!  I didn’t want to dig myself a hole, but at the same time, I didn’t see the point in trying to hide the truth.

I had a feeling Finn would figure it out sooner or later, so I let his comments slide and shoved another cookie in my mouth - chewing and swallowing with a vengeance - and looking anywhere but at Finn.

That’s when it hit him.  I thought his eyes were gonna fall out of his head, they bugged out so much, and the only sound was a thick Aussie accent yelling “NO!” he exclaimed, followed by “You’ve got be kidding me love!  You and Huntz aren’t having sex!?” he exclaimed with a huge grin plastered across his face.

I nodded in slight agreement. “Well...then if that’s the truth love…please enlighten me as to how in the hell those sounds are coming from his room when we know you’re the one in there with him!?”

“What, Finn? Never made a girl scream just by using your mouth before?” I asked.  I had to admit, I was kind of proud to say it, and just waited with a smirk on my face, for the implication to dawn on him.  

After what felt like forever, but was really only 30 seconds, Finn turned to face me - trying hard to make eye contact with me - though I was doing my best to avoid him. He cleared his throat and again placed a hand on my knee and opened his mouth to speak.

“Rory, Love, if you and Logan have been dancing around each other this whole time, and you’re doing everything BUT having sex, may I be so bold as to ask why you two aren’t just having sex?”

I hemmed and hawed, trying to think of a logical answer that wasn't coming out and telling him the truth.  Almost as if he could see my discomfort, Finn went on to say: “I’m pretty sure Logan has all the working parts, given his reputation; you and Logan are both hot for each other, right?  So unless your real name is Roger and you’re just waiting for the surgery then I don’t understand...”