"This is our last house?" she asked surprised.
"Would that be a bad thing?" I replied with a sly grin.
"No, but how.....?" she responded sounding a bit confused. "Why would you consider this house, Logan?"
"What do you mean?"
"You'd spend most of your day at work or commuting. I mean, you work in the city, not Hartford. I know you'll be traveling more in the future, but I'd like for us to spend time together when you are home -"
"Ace, don't worry about my work. I can work from just about anywhere I want. I will need to travel, but that doesn't mean I'll leave you and Little Ace behind all of the time!" I interrupted. "I talked to my dad about this around the same time as the wedding. I also spoke to Emily about possibly buying this house. It means so much to you, and you need a place to continue your writing. I don't think the city is the right place for us. I knew this would be a big leap, but here we are......what do you think?"
"Logan....I love it! It's perfect!" she replied wrapping her arms around me.
YES! I thought.
Rory threw open the car door and went to the front door. I had hoped this house would be the answer. It was an important part of who she had become, and I hoped, with a little work, it could become the home that shaped our family as well. Admittedly, part of the work would include redecorating. Emily had great taste, but it wasn't our taste.
I came up behind her and we opened the door. I held my breath for a moment, knowing the surprise that awaited her on the inside. She stepped into the house cautiously and the lights flipped on. She was definitely surprised to see everyone here, and she turned her attention to the cake on the table. I saw the look of confusion cross her face.
"Logan?"
"Yeah, Ace?"
"What's going on here?"
"I got you a cake!" I said with an impish smile.
"Oh, really?" she replied arching her brow.
Lorelai looked as if she'd burst with excitement, and even Luke seemed excited. Everyone's eyes were on Rory because they knew it was for her. Lane handed her a knife to cut the cake as we'd planned.
"You can't be serious, Logan.......the tech said she couldn't get a good look at the baby yesterday," Rory paused. "Do you know?"
"I called ahead of time to make sure the tech didn't reveal it to us during the appointment. I had her write it down and fax it to a bakery, here, in Hartford. Emily came early to be here for the delivery of the cake. No one knows, not even me. I wanted it to be a big surprise for all of us, " I finally confessed. "Are you mad?"
"No.....no.....I'm not mad at all! I can't believe you'd do all of this just for me!"
"Cake......knife......cut!" Lorelai said pointing furiously.
"You just wait a minute, missy!" Rory replied laughing and turned back to me. "Let's do this together. After all, we are partners in crime!"
We walk to the table. The knife is poised in the middle of the cake. The room is silent and everyone is leaning in, hoping to get the first peek at the color of the cake.
"Ready?"
I took a deep breath and squeezed her hand. "Let's do this!"
We pressed the knife down into the center, pulling the knife outward. We put the knife back in and pulled outward a little further over. The suspense filled the air. She slid the knife under the slice and pulled it out. There was a collective gasp......