Rory Gilmore was intelligent, witty, successful, charming, gorgeous, and totally commitment phobic. Her relationships never lasted for more than a month. By no means was she a slut or a whore, as some of the jealous society girls would say behind her back. Getting the male species' attention just came naturally to her. Many times, she didn't even have to try. They flocked towards her in a mad dash of competition like starving birds spotting dinner. She had her pick of men from rich to poor, investment banker to starving artist, blond to brunette, and the list just went on and on.

Just the other night, at some inane society function that according to her Grandmother, she just had to attend, she only had to blink and the men would make a beeline towards her, asking if she needed more champagne or if she would care for a dance. Didn't matter if they were single or not. Every one of them was drawn to her by some invisible string. That's because they all knew what a catch she was. At 26, she was the co-CEO of Gilmore Insurance and a rising star in the corporate world. She was a total workaholic and yet managed to keep her grace and poise and go to the society functions were an appearance by her was expected. Maybe that's why she couldn't keep a relationship. She put in all kinds of hours at the office and traveling. So much of her attention was focused on work that she would inadvertently ignore the current man who tried to weasel his way into her life and heart. And there was also the matter that she simply didn't have it in her to make a commitment.

She wasn't always commitment phobic. There was a time so long ago that she could keep a relationship down for months, even over a year. But all of that changed in college. She learned to like non-commitment. She grew jaded because of certain circumstances and she was never the same since her college years. No matter that her relationship preference became no relationship at all, she was still the same bookworm who nerded out to Molly Ringwald movies and rocked out to the Bangles. Her best friend was still Lorelai and she was still always trying to please her grandparents, who were still trying to find her a suitable man to date for a long period of time. Through all of the dates and short relationships, she still has yet to find that one boy.

Rory was trying not to fall asleep as she was listening to some drone go on and on about some business topic. It was so hard to keep your attention at these functions. Her eyes started traveling around the room, trying to see if she could find a person she knew that could keep a good conversation when her eyes fell on a tall blond across the room. Realization suddenly hit her as she saw his eyes. Ice-cold blue.

Enter Tristan DuGrey. Rich, intellectual, cocky, handsome, charismatic, and totally the one-woman kind of guy. His relationships usually lasted for months on end until some unfortunate circumstance caused him or his current flame to break up. Usually it was because he fell out of love or one of them had to move away and long distance was too hard. He could also have any woman he wanted. It was this fact that made him illusive to so many because he was picky. He knew he could have anyone and that made him choose wisely.

Just the other night, at another boring society function for some charity, where half of the guest list probably had no idea what the function was for, he walked in and every female noticed him straight away. He stood tall and proud, with his trademark smirk in place. It was as if there was some kind of a built in mechanism for spotting the nearest rich bachelor. It was no secret that Tristan, at the moment, was currently single. At 27, Tristan poised and ready to become one of the youngest partners of DuGrey Enterprises. His father wasn't ready to hand over the title of head honcho just yet, but Tristan showed promising signs. He too was a workaholic but managed to harmoniously balance his personal life with his business life.

He wasn't always a one-woman man. There was a time so long ago that he jumped from one relationship to another; one girl to the next; one bed to a different one the next night. But all of that changed in college. Tristan learned the benefits of having one woman at a time and keeping her for as long as possible. He couldn't go back to his former pattern nor did he want to. He experienced heartaches but learned to bounce back quickly. As I said before, Tristan was single when he walked into the latest society function. He'd actually been single for at least 3 months prior. His previous relationship had ended on civil terms. Both he and his then girlfriend had different priorities in life. While he was a commitment kind of guy, the talk of marriage was still out of the question and she was definitely pushing for it. Through all of the dates and long-term relationships, he still has yet to find that one girl.

Tristan wanted to shoot his left arm off if that's what it took to get himself out of the function. The current person who was talking in the circle of business elites he was surrounded in was going on and on about some new tactic to get more people interested in some insane idea he had. No doubt Tristan had better things to do like sit at home in his sweats and watch a basketball game. His eyes started wandering around the room when it landed on a brunette with porcelain skin. To his surprise she was staring at him with a look of shock. Realization dawned on him as he stared back at her. Cerulean blue.

I hope it seems good so far. I needed a break from A Love Like This because I've got major writer's block with that one. This story is going to be a max of 5 chapters and won't take as long to update (cross-fingers) cos I've got a general idea of what it's going to be about. Okay so please review!! I'd love to see what ya'll think about it.