Rory sits comfortably on Logan’s lap, ignoring the way he tries to see past the shoulders he describes as the boniest points on her body. Playing with his soft hair, she ignores the sports on the television and laughs when Logan murmurs about missing a ball and if he’s ever going to see a proper play with this beautiful leggy brunette girl on his lap. Withdrawing her hands from his hair, she fiddles with her simple wedding band and ignores the way he gazes softly up at her and no longer watches the television.