Chapter 10
Rory POV
Another couple of months went by and Logan was spending even more time at work. I finally had enough and asked my Dad to have divorce papers drawn up. I couldn't take it anymore. No matter how much I loved himit didn't change the fact that part of me believed that Logan hadn't changed.
I had just entered my third trimester, and Stephanie had decided to plan a baby shower for me. I told her that it wasn't necessary, but she insisted. Since there was no talking her out of it, I let her go ahead with her plans. Since I was already suspicious of Logan, I decided to surprise him one day with lunch. I decided to take him take-out from his favorite Chinese restaurant. When I got to his office, his assistant was in there with him and she was standing awfully closetoo close for comfort in my opinion. I stood there outside of Logan's office window and watched for a minute. She leaned over his desk and pointed to a piece of paper. Her boobs were inches from his face. Logan reached and touched her arm. That was the final straw! I burst into Logan's office.
"Rory." Logan said surprised.
His assistant, Emily stood up and smiled at me. "Mrs. Huntzberger, how lovely to see you." She said.
I was pissed. "Emily, get out." She grabbed her papers and walked past me. "Shut the door behind you."
Once she left and shut the door behind her, I turned back to Logan. "Ror, I can explain."
"Really? You can explain." I slowly walk toward him. "For months, you have been pushing me away, making me think that I did something wrong. You missed doctor appointments, dinners, and then today I bring you lunch and your touching HER!" I sit my purse and my jacket down on a chair. "So, please tell me what kind of explanation you could have?"
Logan stands up from his chair. "She's not my assistant anymore. She's been promoted to VP. She's going to be taking over for a month when you have the baby so that I can be at home with the two of you. I've been training her. Thats why I've been working so much. I wasn't trying to push you away." Logan says.
"Your training her?" I asked, shocked. I manage to sit in a chair.
"Yes."
"And your taking some time off?" I asked, and Logan nodded. "Okay."
"Okay?"
I nod my head. "Yeah. There's your lunch." I said pointing to the bag. "I'm going home." I said, standing up and grabbing my things. I head towards the door.
The rest of my pregnancy seemed to fly by in a blur. Things with Logan got a little better after he explained why he had been working so much. The last month of my pregnancy, Logan started working half days and was at home with me more as I got closer to the end of my pregnancy. On the morning of August 17th, I woke up and I could tell that something wasn't right. When I pulled the covers back all I saw was blood. I quickly yelled for Logan. A few minutes later, he was in the doorway. "What's wrong?" He asked.
"Something's wrong. We need to go to the hospital." I said, and Logan nodded.
When we arrived at the hospital, they quickly got us into a room and got me hooked up to the monitors. A nurse came and said that they were going to do an ultrasound to make sure that everything was okay. After the ultrasound, the nurse looked at me and told me that everything looked fine and that the baby's heartbeat was normal. The next thing that the nurse did was check to see if I was dilating. "Congratulations, Mrs. Huntzbergeryoure in labor."
16 hours later
Logan and I were sitting in the hospital room waiting for Mom and Luke to arrive. I was sitting in the bed holding our baby and I couldn't help but notice how much our baby looked like Logan. I was staring at our baby so intently that I didn't even hear Mom walk in.
"Hey kid." She said.
"Hey Mom." I said.
Mom looked down at the baby. "Who do we have here?" She asked.
"Mom, I'd like you to meet Richard "Richie" Lucas Huntzbergeryour grandson." I told her.
