"Come on, Ace, the kids are staying at your mom and luke's. We have the whole place to ourselves," Logan said wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.
"And if we don't hurry we're going to be late for the wedding," Rory dismissed him.
"They will understand," he said kissing her neck while she was applying her red lipstick.
"We are in the wedding," she said, grabbing the garment bags that held her dress and his suit.
"It's a theme wedding," Logan whined.
"Did you expect anything else from Finn and Rose?" Rory chuckled. "Let's go."
"Good point."
-
Rory and Logan went inside the castle that stood on Long island. Before they even had the chance to take in the beautifully decorated room they got pulled apart by their friends to opposite sides of the enormous building. Rory didn't even have the chance to hand Logan his suit.
"Come on Rory, Rose is freaking out, she is about to high-tail out here! Hurry up!" Juliet said with urgency.
"Logan doesn't have his suit," Rory said, trying to slow down. They were practically running through the halls.
"He can come to get it himself because if we don't get there fast there will be no reason to wear a suit," Steph said with the same urgency.
"Is no one with her?" Rory asked.
"Her mother," they both said.
"Start with that next time," she said matching their pace. Everyone knew that Rosemary's parents could not stand Finn and would do anything to make sure this wedding wouldn't happen. That they were even here was a complete miracle. Point being... they needed to get back to the dressing room and fast!
When they opened the door to the room Rosemary was about to make a run for it.
"Woah," Rory said in surprise.
"The wedding is off, tell everyone to go home and tell Finn that I'm sorry," Rose said.
"Hold it!" Rory said loudly.
Rose, about to turn the corner, stopped in her tracks.
"Come back here!"
She turned and walked back towards Rory.
"Talk to me," Rory said calmly.
"I can't do it, I can't marry Finn."
"Why?" She asked. "You love him."
"Is loving him enough?"Rose asked. "How did you do it?"
Rory looked at her friend, confused, "do what?"
"Marry Logan! Weren't you afraid that he is going to cheat on you as he did in college?" she asked.
"No, never. If I had married him right after graduation, then maybe I would've worried about that but that was eleven years ago and the boys have grown up so much, we all have. Look, Rose, I can't tell you what to do but I would trust Finn with my life," Rory said. "He looks at you like you are the only girl in the world, he treats you like a queen, and if you ever have kids, well you see how he is with the triplets. If it were me, I would be standing at those closed doors eager to marry that man."
"But he cheated on that French heires... with you."
"Well, yeah, that is true. But it is also completely different, and they're not the same person," Rory said. "I'm not gonna lie, there are going to be times where you want to rip his head off and vice versa, but nothing in the entire world feels better than that moment when you walk down the aisle and he looks at you like it's only the two of you in the room and then you will see the emotion in his eyes, and then that moment when you get to kiss the man you know you are going to be with for the rest of your life, it's riveting. Knowing that every step you take, he's going to be next to you no matter what, nothing feels better than that. Except for that moment when your children are born."
"Woah, you mean I'm about to feel all that?"
"That's what it felt like for me, it is different for everyone," Rory told her. "Does that mean you are going to get married today?"
"Definitely!" Rose smiled.
"Let's get ready." Rory linked her arm through Rose's.
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"I know we all went with you to buy your dress but seeing it all come together now, boy, do you look amazing, Rose," Juliet gushed, looking at her best friend. She was wearing a sheath, ivory dress, with an illusion bateau neckline and back, glittering with Swarovski crystals, and a satin belt with crystals around the waist. Her hair was in large diva curls with the front piece pulled back in a retro quiff. White, subtle, vintage heels. And a deep red lip that matched the bridesmaid dresses.
There was a knock on the door, "That must be my husband, excuse me." Rory grabbed the garment bag that held his suit and slipped out the door making sure that he wouldn't see Rose in her dress.
"Holy hell, Ace, you are absolutely stunning!" Logan exclaimed.
"Here's your suit," Rory blushed. She still felt self-conscious about her pregnant belly. "Better get back," she smiled.
Logan smiled cheekily, "what if I don't want to go back yet?"
"You have to," She replied.
"What if I want to do dirty things with my beautiful wife first?" he asked taking her in his arms, leaning in to kiss her neck.
"Logan," Rory breathed. "You still need to get dressed."
He smirked, "What's the point in getting dressed if I'm going to take it off again in a second?"
"Logan," she breathed. Her resolve began to falter, still, she tried to resist, "it's their wedding day."
"So?" He caressed her shoulder.
"It's their day," she tried again.
"Everyone has sex at weddings, Ace. Like at your grandparents' vow renewal, remember that? Besides I want you to tie my tie."
-
The girls heard a bang against the door and a few seconds later when it opened they looked. Rory's lips attached to Logan's. She turned around and stumbled inside the dressingroom breathless and a little flushed
"That took a while," Steph giggled.
"He needed help... tying his tie."
Rose hummed humorously, "I'm sure that's what he needed help with."
"Oh, hush," Rory chuckled. "Isn't it time for you to get married yet?"
"Not for a couple of more minutes, no," Rose smiled innocently.
Jasmine, Rosemary's mom, scoffed, "what is it with your generation's obsession with intercourse, you know, in my day we didn't have intercourse until the night of the wedding, and we certainly didn't talk about it in explicit detail. It's like you do it just for the fun of it."
"Mom!"
"Intercourse used to be something unique."
"What about adultery," Steph interjected, receiving a glare.
"Adulterers used to be punished greatly for their unfaithfulness, they were shamed and hated, as it should be!"
"Okay! Let's get married!" Rose said, cutting off her mother before she could continue.
