"Come on, just tell me!" he laughs, wrapping his arms around her from behind and holding on.

"Noooo, it's not important. You don't want to know!" Rory says while wiggling to get free. She turns to face Jess and flings her arms around his neck. She presses her lips to his to distract him, biting his lip as he pulls away.

She pouts and he chuckles – he loves and hates the Gilmore pout. "But I know you want me to know," he says seriously.

He leans in and captures her lips again, moving one hand up to tangle itself in her hair, the other pulling her body flush against his. He deepens the kiss, leaving her out of breath. He smiles and whispers, "Please?"

She blinks, trying to collect her thoughts. She looks at him, smirking at her, knowing the effect he has on her. "My mom's going to kill me." She leads him to the couch and they sit. "So, I'm going to tell you this, but you can never tell anyone else. Ever."

"Okay, okay, spit it out!"

"Okay well…do you remember when you got your first car? With the Wal-Mart money and all?"

"Yeah, the crap-mobile…"

"Well. You see, one night, as mom and I were driving home from Sherri's baby shower, we were in a very bad mood, and I was mad at you for coming back and just ignoring me, and I didn't have anything to take my anger out on, and I was just so mad at you yet so in denial of my love for you," she rambles on. "So we just…" she buries her face in his neck, mumbling out the rest.

"You what?"

She lifts her head and says very quickly, "Devil egged your car" before throwing her legs over his lap and hiding her head again.

After about two seconds, Jess burst out laughing. He is laughing so hard Rory almost falls off of his lap. She looks up at him incredulously and fires off, "You're not mad? You spent hours cleaning that car!"

"Mad? Are you crazy?" He laughs some more. "That is the most adorable thing I've ever heard. You were mad at me so you threw deviled eggs at my car. Man, Ror, didn't know you had such a temper on you. It's kind of hot…"

She shoots him a fake glare, and he pecks her lips. He then sweeps her legs up with one arm and supports her back with the other, carrying her. "Come on, Mrs. Mariano, let's go on upstairs and see if I can get you to show me your bad side…"

Fluff. Useless fluff. But I was bored. Review please