Life Choices, Challenges and Changes

Life Choices, Challenges, and Changes Part 2

Chapter 42     Changes

Finn and Rory stood by their car in the parking lot outside of Colin's office.

"Ror, no worries, Colin will get it all sorted." Finn put his arm around her shoulders.

"I know Finn, and it just doesn't make any sense. Logan knows we are together, and we are getting married. For over four years, he never once tried to contact me, and now he proclaims his love for me! I don't understand him."

He pulled her into his body and held her tight. He didn't want to ask her this, but he had to know.

"You're not having second thoughts about us, are you?"

She pulled away from him and looked up into his crystal blue eyes.

"No, never Finn. I am just angry that he is doing this to us. You see, when I met Logan, I had only dated two boys; I had thought I was in love. Then Logan came barreling into my life with his two best friends. You three, at 21, had the world at your feet growing up privileged, smart wealthy free spirits, never wanting for anything, including girls and women. Yet that morning at the coffee cart, you boys crashed into us."

"Colin and I saw you looking so innocent standing there with Marty. I wanted you then," he said with a twinkle in his eye.

Rory smirked, thinking back on that day when Colin pushed into Marty, and she yelled at them. "Yes, I was innocent. Growing up in Stars Hollow will do that, but that all changed the day I met these three amazing worldly men who brought chaos and laughter into my life at Yale. I never had sex with anyone else but Dean. Then Logan climbed through my window and opened my world. He was my first meaningful relationship, and I was supposed to be his first committed relationship. But we both know that Logan cannot commit to anything for very long. That relationship lacked honesty on his part, and I didn't have the true love that I thought I had. Then four long years later, you came back into my life, an older and a much wiser man who smiled and kissed me. This man was not the Finn Morgan that I knew in college; that kiss held much more. It wasn't a flirty kiss; it was a promise. You see, two wise women told me that when you meet the right man, you will know, and you won't hesitate to say yes when he asks you to marry him. They were right because you are my Richard and my Luke."

Dusting his finger along her cheek Finn gazes back into her eyes. Rory gently kisses his lips, then leans her head into his chest as he wraps his strong arms around her.

"You hold my heart Rory, and every time we make love; I know that we belong together. You are my soulmate, the Ying to my Yang."

Finn places his finger under her chin, gently lifting her face so that he can kiss her soft, warm lips. Pulling her body closer, he pushes her against her car. He loves the way Rory's small body melts into his. They stand in the parking lot unaware of where they are. Their kisses become passionate, blocking out the world around them until the alarm goes off on Finn's phone. They slowly break away and not wanting to lose contact he leans his forehead against hers, reaching into his pants pocket and pulling out his phone.

"Luv, I have to go to this meeting. I will finish my meeting by seven, so why don't you meet me back at the apartment. Will that give you enough time to talk to Lane?" Finn cupped her face again and gently dusting his lips across hers.

"Yes, we have a lot to talk about; I will call you when I am ready to leave." Rory moved closer and kissed him one more time. Finn reached behind her opening the car door so she could get in. Rory waved at Finn as she pulled out of the parking lot, heading toward her home.

Arriving home, Rory parked her car inside her garage and checked the time. She quickly pulled the cider out of the refrigerator and poured it into the crockpot as she added the package of mulling spices. Turning it on, she then walked into her large front room. Finn and Rory had bought a small Christmas tree and decorated it with the ornaments that they had each collected in their travels. She turned on the twinkling lights and stood there admiring the tree that stood in the corner. Next year, it will be different, because she planned on collecting ornaments of their life together as a married couple. Her house smelled like Christmas, the warm aroma of mulled cider and scent of the pine tree made her happy.