Chapter Two
Blissed
He didn't come back. I, however, came to him. After everything I'd put him through since he'd showed up at Yale and when I went to Truncheon and all the many times we'd talked on the phone since then… I owed it to him to go where he wanted, instead of making him live in Stars Hollow, which, I'm sorry to say, he still didn't like very much.
Our first night together was possibly the most amazing night of my life.
"I missed you." I say quietly. We're laying together in a giant field in a park, looking up at the nighttime sky. It seems terribly cliché for two people who were in love to be doing this, but I didn't care. All we needed was a picnic basket and a red and white checkered blanket and we'd be something right out of a Disney Channel Movie.
"I doubt that. You've been pretty happy every time I've talked to you."
That was heartbreaking. If only Jess knew how much I'd really needed him in all of these past years… He would seriously contemplate taking back what he'd just uttered not seconds ago.
My entire being need him. Like a pregnant woman craved a peanut butter and pickles sandwich, I craved him. (I know that's not a very poetic way to put that.) Sometimes, when I was in Dean or Logan's arms, I would imagine what it would be like to be in Jess' arms. What it would be like if it was his lips on my neck, what it would be like if he was the one who's hands were unbuttoning my shirt… What it would be like if I was sighing his name.
Crap. The entire thought of it was enough to make my head spin.
I leaned over and kissed him for the possibly the hundredth time tonight. His hands found the small of my back and I groaned a little.
God, how I needed him. Being in Jess' presence made me so unbelievably… blissful. That's it. Full of bliss. It had been so long since I'd seen him last and being around him made me feel so complete… Damn. Was it against the law for someone to be so appealing to another person? It had to be. No one should have this much control over another person.
I broke my mouth away so that I could catch my breath, and then hitched my legs around his waist. The gesture made him moan quietly, and the sound took me away.
Nu-uh. He had way too much control over me.
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