A/n Thank you for reading a reviewing. Again, it would be helpful if you have read my previous story. The song in this chapter is Jason Mraz.

"Amber stop," Rory said when they were out of the ballroom. She ignored Rory's cry for her to stop until she they were outside.

"What could you possible have to say to me," she snarled at Rory.

"I saw you two together once," Rory stumbled over her words. "And Jess and you…looked happy together, "I rarely ever saw him truly happy and he did look happy with you."

"You were after him for two years." Amber ignored Rory.

"No, I wasn't. I had a boyfriend for most of that time." "

"Oh he's a lucky man to have a girlfriend pinning for another guy. I should meet this guy and we can form a club."

"No one was supposed to know about those articles or what they were about. I honestly had no idea they were that big of a deal.

"Well they were a big deal. I can't believe this, all this time he was looking for you," she said bitterly.

"But he didn't know that."

"I don't believe that."

"Believe what you want. But consider this. The night of my mother's wedding, you were the one he was upset about."

"You mean the night he danced with you?"

" No I'm talking about the night I took care of him because he was fall down drunk" Rory corrected. "He talked only about you and how you gave him permission to cheat and he still didn't want too."

Amber stopped in her tracks. "He never got over you," she said.

"You had him for three years," Rory spit back at her.

"You know, I just can't even right now," Amber said and walked away from Rory.

"I brought dessert for you," Jess said after finding her sitting on a couch alone in the lobby and handing her a fork.

"Oh?"

"You were gone a while. And I figured you would like would this" he said pointing to the chocolate cheesecake in front of them.

"I needed a minute after talking to her," She said taking a bite.

Jess closed his eyes and sighed. "This was not supposed to happen this way."

"She had no idea?"

"No she didn't. But in all fairness, no one else did. Rory please don't take anything Amber says to heart. She's trying to hurt me, not you. I know her worst side and it isn't pleasant."

"Is it really over between you two?"

"Its over for me."

"Make sure she knows that," Rory said.

"I hate to see her affecting you like this."

"Hey, you put up with my ex's…I guess its my turn."

"Ha!" he laughed. "I half expected the blonde jackass to be here."

"He lives in California."

"And what about the jolly green giant."

"He lives in Chicago with some girl."

"What about that guy? That other guy?"

"Ian? Don't worry about him. He married his dream job." She said taking the last bite of cheesecake. "I'm all yours, Jess."

He got very serious for a minute, "and I'm yours." He kissed her gently "Your kiss tastes like chocolate," he whispered into her ear teasing it a little with his tongue. They sat there together for a while, watching as the rest of the guests milled around them.

"Are you ready to come back?" he asked.

"I actually do need to go and talk to some people.

" "Right. Official Truncheon business," she said mocking Matthew's tone from earlier.

"That's pretty good…wait until Chris tries to give a motivational speech," he laughed.

Jess and Rory walked back into the dinning room where people were chatting and mingling. A few people approached Jess to chitchat. Rory wondered when he learned that skill. A tall man with dark hair recognized Jess.

"Hey, how are you?" the man asked.

"Good," Jess said recognizing the man right away. "Rory this is Professor Anderson. He was one of my writing teachers in school." Jess said introducing the two.

"Its nice to meet you," Rory said shaking his hand.

"So, you're entering your book in The Ben Franklin Award right," the professor asked directing his questions to Jess as a statement and not a question.

"Right to business," Jess said.

"Don't play that game with me. The dead line is coming Jess."

"Matt and Chris will throw a fit if I don't," he assured the professor.

"Good, I'm going to call them and make sure you don't chicken out. I expect to hear your name a lot in the next few months," he said as he walked away."

"He's interesting," Rory said.

"That's the guy I was telling you about." Jess said walking up to the bar and ordering himself a beer and Rory a Martini.

"He seemed like he liked your book?"

"He should, I practically wrote it in his class." Jess said tipping the waiter.

"Really?" Rory said.

"Yea, he was tough. He kept me on my toes."

"Hey," Chris said interrupting them. "I need to steal you away from Rory, I want to introduce a potential client to you." Chris said to Jess and the two walked off.

Rory walked back to the table and sat down to drink her martini. Amber's purse and her dates' jacket were gone. They must have left, she decided. Jess and Chris made there way back to the table eventually.

"I think he is promising," Rory over heard Chris say to Jess while they were walking back to the table.

"I got his number and I will call him so we can view his art," Jess said to Chris.

"Hey, so it sounds like that went well," Rory asked.

"Yea it did, we will probably get a new sculpture and possibly another painting," Chris left them and Jess sat down next to Rory. "Do you want to go get another drink?" he asked.

"You were gone for awhile," she said taking another s sip of her martini. "This is my second."

"Sorry, they kept…"

"Maybe you can make it up to me some other way?

"What did you have in mind?" Rory looked pointedly in the direction of the dance floor then back at Jess with wide questioning eyes.

"That huh?" Rory nods.

"I have a feeling it would be best."

"Well in that case, May I have this dance Miss Hayden?"

She smiled at him as a song began playing in the background, neither of them paying much attention to what song it was or who was singing it. He took her hand in his and led her to the dance floor.

"We've never done this," she said intertwining their fingers together.

"I took you to that concert."

"So does not count," she laughed.

But I won't hesitate
No more, no more.
It cannot wait,
I'm yours.

"Irony," they both laughed.

"I hate this song," he whispered in her ear.

"I figured, it's not my favorite either" she whispered back.

"But now it reminds me of you," he kissed her lips softly.