Chapter 31

                                    

                                          
The nursery had really started to come together.  Rory had bought most of the décor and bedding.  Before any of that could be set up, she wanted the room painted.  She'd settled on a blush pink, grey, and white color scheme.  Finn and Logan had painted the first coat last night.  They were in the midst of the second when Rory came in with coffee and snacks.  She let out a chuckle when Logan turned around to face her.
                          
"What's so funny?" he asked.
                          
"I'm not sure if there's more paint on the wall or you," she replied with a big smile.
                          
"So, I'm not the neatest painter......I'm getting the job done, and the mess is contained to just me and the drop cloth."
                          
"And I appreciate that," she replied with a smile.  She looked at Finn, and he looked as if he could paint in a tuxedo and never get a drop on it.
                          
"I guess since I'm the cleanest, I'll be the one picking up lunch," he quipped.
                          
"You're just trying to get out of painting," Logan teased.
                          
"If you'd learn how to paint the wall instead of yourself....." Finn retorted with a smirk.
                          
"I just don't get why we couldn't hire professionals for the painting," Logan lamented.
                          
"Because I've got free labor right here," she said gesturing at them with a beaming smile.
                          
The guys grumbled a little, but both of them knew it made Rory happy.
                          
"Besides, you two are nearly done.  I'm going downstairs to order lunch.  Is Indian ok with everyone?" she asked.
                          
"Sounds good," Logan replied.
                          
"Indian, huh?  Might as well burn down the house and start over," Finn jibed.
                          
Rory laughed.  "You sound just like my mom, but it's not that bad.  I can't help that's what Victoria is craving!"
                          
Finn gave her a knowing look.  She gave him a kiss on the way out of the nursery and said, "You can take my car."
                          
About fifteen minutes later, Finn came downstairs and saw Rory working on her book.
                          
"When am I going to have the pleasure of reading your work?" he asked as he snuck up from behind.
                          
She closed her laptop to prevent him from seeing too much.  He'd been trying to figure out if he was included in her book.
                          
"I might be able to hook you up with an advanced copy if you play your cards right," she replied with a sly grin.
                          
"Oh, I do like the sound of that, Love," Finn said with a wink.  He began kissing down the side of her neck.
                          
"Finn," she whispered.  "Not now."
                          
"To be continued," he said with a sexy growl.  "When do I need to leave to pick up lunch?"
                          
Rory felt herself blush even though no one else witnessed it.  Even though she was as big as a house, he still made her feel desired and sexy.
                          
"Five to ten minutes.  Are you done upstairs already?"
                          
"Yes, and I sent Logan to the showers," he smiled.  "He'll be down when he's done."
                          
"Ok," she responded with a laugh.
                          
Finn gave Rory a sweet kiss on the cheek and grabbed her keys on the way to the door.
                          
"I hope you realize just how much I love you to be bringing Indian food back here," he cautioned jokingly.
                          
"Oh, it's not just for me," she retorted and placed her hand on her stomach.
                          
"Touche," he responded with a chuckle.  "I'll be back in a bit."