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Ch 4
"Mistletoe…oh that means you have to kiss Blondie kid and make it a good one" Mom laughs like a little kid and I look up.
"Oh gees" Luke says turning away.
"Come here Mare" Tristan says cocky and I'm afraid of kiss he's going for. He pulls me to him and kissing me softly and I think Mom squealed. That was so sweet and not at all egomaniac.
"Oh my mini-me got herself a Greek god. My grandbabies are going to be gorgeous" she joys and I stare at her.
"Lorelai" Luke scolds her and she smiles at him.
"I like the way she thinks Mare, maybe we should start on that tonight" he whispers and he gets an elbow in the ribcage as the door opens and the maid allows us in.
"Hello Girls" grandma says as she spots us walking in. "Oh and you both brought dates, is that lovely" she says glancing over Luke and nodding in acceptance of Tristan. Mom sticks out her tongue at me as the takes our coats.
"Hello Grandma" I say kissing her cheek.
"It's great to have you home Rory" Grandpa says walking up with a bug smile and hugging me.
"It's nice not to live out of a suitcase for once in the last 2 years" I joke.
"Grandma, grandpa this is Tristan Dugray, Tristan my grandparents. "Her twin pillars of strength, it's nice to meet you again" Tristan says shaking grandpa's hand. "You're Janlan's grandson aren't you" grandpa questions and Grandma looks more excited about him being here. "Yea, I believe he's here somewhere, probably at the bar knowing the old man" Tristan jokes. They all join in, we excuse ourselves and we make our rounds. There has to be a good 100 people here all over the house. The same as always, who won't miss a party in Hartford. I continue looking over my shoulder, wondering if I will see anyone that I know. More importantly wondering if he was here? Was I ready for this? The confrontation with Logan? Standing between him and Tristan once more? I can't handle it and need air so I sneak away to the pool house. Tristan is busy talking with his grandfather and father. They have a better relationship now than 6 years ago he said.
"You will never guess where I am" I say when Logan picks up the phone. I have to hear his voice. He's everywhere in this place. It's taking everything inside me not to cry.
"20 questions now, are you sure you'll win this? I am the master after all" he laughs.
"An as cocky as ever aren't we but you'll lose this one Huntzberger" I tease him. The martinis I had taking their affects. Drinking is the only way to make it throw a party like this.
"Let's see, you must be in east coast since Christmas is in a few days, and we both know Lorelai would drag you home by your eyes if you missed a Christmas in Stars Hollow" he says and I laugh. He knows me too well.
"That was an easy one, 19 Huntz" I tell him. I look around the living room remembering everything that happened here. The nights of making love; grandpa wondering what his intentions with me are; christening every inch of this place in the last hot days of summer after he returned from Europe, I smirk and head to the bedroom.
"It's Saturday, so that means you're at a gala or a party Ace" he says and I laugh grandma never changed it. Just like the living room, it's the same, all the pillows the way I love them. The picture of everyone I love there. So many pictures of me and Logan, I can feel my resolve going.
"You're getting there, 18" I say softly looking around the room we shared for months. The picture on the night table catches my eye and I feel the tears begin.
"With your grandparents, I bet they want to show off their successful granddaughter, the over achiever" he says and I smile.
"That was a gimme, 17" I tell him. We both knew that was coming as soon as I stepped anywhere close to Hartford. My grandparents always want to parade me around like precious stone for people to stare at. It was like that for the first hour and half since we arrived.
"Wearing a beautiful dress that must make you look incredibly beautiful yet extremely sexy" he says almost seductive and I giggle. "Now, I wonder, could you possibly be at the Gilmores" he says in that I'm smirking and you know I'm right voice and as I place the picture in my lap as I sit on the bed. We look so happy. So in love, how did we get here? We should be together.
"Yes, 15" I say softly, trying to hide the fact that the tears are falling, screw the mascara.
"Then that means you're not exactly where you should be if we're taking either Ace. What would people think of you running off and calling your ex boyfriend as your current boyfriend is making small talk with your mother?" he says slyly and I wipe the tears away. Mom and Tristan get along and that surprised me. She never really gave Logan a chance, but with Tristan it's like he's what she would choice for me.
"No and I don't care. To hell with what people think? I wouldn't be a Gilmore if I did what was expected of me. I needed to hear your voice and if someone doesn't like it, they say fuck off" I say simply.
"Language Ms Gilmore, what happened to make sweet innocent Ace?" he jokes.
"She suffered a broken heart and discovered she had a backbone" I counter
"So you're hiding out because you just had to hear my voice, but now what about seeing me?" he questions and I laugh softly
"Actually you're staring at me right now. We're on the couch in the apartment, at your birthday party junior year. It's a costume party and the last time we allowed Finn to organize anything. I have on that…" I start explaining the picture to him when he cuts me off
"Sexy butterfly costume with the short skirt that I tore off you that night, the look on the shop owner's face when we told him we're so irresponsible with the material. It didn't last that long at all, did it?" he says laughing and I shake my head. He pulled that more costume into pieces trying to rip it from my body that night. He's probably smirking with the images of that night in his head.
"I miss that, all the freedom all the fun. You wanting me more than anything else. That nothing in the room mattered because it disappeared when we were in our own little world" I tell him. I do, but mostly I miss him. I miss the smile on his face when he sees me dresses up or the smirk when I try to be a little naughty.
"You should wear that color more often, it accents your hair, makes your skin look angelic, glowing in the moonlight from the windows" he says and I shake my head.
"It was blue mostly though, don't you mean my eyes and I had enough body glitter on that I thought I was a damn fairy" I state covering my eyes with my free hand trying to stop the tears that are falling.
"Actually I meant the ruby red strapless dress you have on, right now Ace, you look incredible" he says and I snap my head up to the door to see him standing there leaning on my door frame with his cell to his ear.
"I have to call you back" I state hang up on him. The picture drops to the floor and the glass breaks, but I don't care. I rush to Logan, launching myself into his arms. Expertly he grabs me and holds me close. I pull him closer than anything, no room for air. He just holds me and I never want to have him let go. It feels like decades while I'm in his arms. I refuse to let go and he kisses me hair. There is no way I can let him go.
"I mean it, you look incredible" he whispers in my ear.
"I missed you" I cry looking up at him and he cups my face. The electric shocks through my body are pulsating every nerve I have with him touching me. It's heavenly.
"So did I Ace, so did I" he says as all the resolve leaves him and he kisses me. It's not rushed but meaningful. We expertly move slowly back to the bed, like so many times before. I refuse to let him go. It's like no time as passed for us. We're so in sync with one another, nothing matters. Only that we're here and alone, in the pitch black pool house at my grandparents. Emotions are running crazy in here and I need him closer, I need him more than I ever needed him. He breaks away, my dress already discarded to the floor along with his clothes. I can feel every part of him against my skin and it's like fire erupting in my soul. I need to feel him. I need to make him see that I'm still his.
"Are you sure Ace?" he questions caressing my cheek. He's being so loving, so perfect. It's like the dreams I have the last 18 months. If it is a dream, I never want to wake up. Let me die now in his arms and my life would be complete.
"I love you" I say and he breaks into a huge smile. Like he has wanted for months for me to tell him, didn't he realize it?
"I love you too" he says before we make love like we never made love before. No more words are exchanged but sounds of passion. It doesn't matter that we both have someone else. It doesn't matter that we're cheating because we're together and everything else disappears.
We lay there, like there's not a party going on. Like it's just us, he holds me close and I could fall asleep I his arms. My comfort, my security is all him. I hate knowing that I have to leave him, but we couldn't get caught. If we did, it would be spoiling what we just shared. We must keep it from everyone. Our secret, our passion, our love, all our family is there inside the main house and I need to be in there. I pull away and he nod. Knowing it was coming. We dress in silence and make sure we don't leave any proof that the room was tempered with.
"Hey" he says grabbing my wrist and spinning me to him as we crossing the pool to the house.
"Andover Hotel, I'll be there until after Christmas" he says kissing me passionately once more before letting go. I smile at him before taking off to the house.
"Hey" I say catching Mom. "And where were you?" she questions.
"Needed some air" I state.
"Really" she says looking behind me and I glance to where Logan walking in with Finn and Colin. I look back and meet his eye. I smile softly and he winks. It's a common thing that if anyone would witness, it would seem normal.
"Mom" I say softly.
"Do you know what you're doing because I would hate to see you get hurt or over your head kid. And what about Tristan are you prepared to hurt him? " she questions.
"For the once, I'm not listening to anything or anyone but my heart and that alone still belongs to him" I tell her turning around and heading to the bar.