Title -- Lips of an Angel

Disclaimer -- They're mine, all mine! In my dreams. I own nothing but Jake. The song is by Hinder.

Chapter 5 -- Secret's kept.

Rating -- T

Summary -- They were married... but he left. He ran again. She has a kid that she hasn't told him about yet. They both remarried. What happens if they keep calling each other? A lit, of course. ;)

Author's note -- Okay, I lied about the 'I'll update in the next week'. Everything I wrote sounded like crap, or was too short. Anyways. I'm back in the game, and updating. :

As Jess cleaned up the toys around his apartment, he regretted a bit when Rory had asked him if she could move in. But he did like having her and Jake around. They had a great time, doing everything. It had only been, what, five weeks since their awkward sex and everything was going great. Well, to Jess it was. Rory had something else on her mind. With the divorce and her blooming relationship with Jess; she was stressed out. Logan didn't want Jake, and Rory understood that. Jake didn't want him either.

"Why does he have so many toys?" A male voice interrupted Rory's thoughts.

"What?"

"I said, Why does Jake have so many fucking toys?"

"Watch the language."

"He's not even here."

"Well, I don't like it. And he has so many toys, because he's a kid. Kid's need toys."

"I didn't have any toys."

"Aww, does poor Jess want to play with Jakie's toys?" Rory mocked, copying Jess' trademark smirk.

"That's my smirk, thank you very much."

Jess had started to walk over to Rory by this time. As he reached her, he placed his lips on hers, quite gently at first, but grew to be passionate. Rory kissed him back eagerly, standing up from her chair. She felt Jess' rough hands go up through the bottom of her t-shirt, slowing pulling at it. Finally, he got her to take it off. As soon as her shirt was off, Jess ripped his off eagerly. Jess lightly laid her down on the couch, not breaking apart. Slowly, he planted kisses down her chin and onto her neck. Rory moaned with hunger.

He went to take her pants of, but Rory stopped him. Jess looked up in confusion.

"Jess, no." Rory said, throwing her shirt back on.

"Why? You seemed like you wanted it."

"I have to tell you something." Rory was pacing, and rubbing her forehead at the same time.

"What's wrong? Ror, talk to me." Jess said with worry in his expression.

"It's nothing bad…" Rory started, biting her fingernails, now.

"Ror; just tell me." Jess told her, watching her with his eyes.

Rory focused her attention on Jess. This would be the second hardest thing she would have to tell him throughout their entire marriage, divorce and then newlyfound relationship. She paused, gazing into his eyes with her teeth chewing away her fingernails.

"Are you sure you want to—" Rory started to say before Jake came walking through the door with Lorelei behind him.

"Mommy!" The three year old came running up to his mother, jumping into her arms.

"Heya, Jake. How was Grandma's?" Rory asked, putting some extra beef into Grandma which made Lorelei twich.

"It was fun! I saw Uncle Lukeey." Jake said, putting his arms around his mother. "I'm tired Mommy." Jake said, yawning into his mothers shoulder.

Looking at the clock, she realized it was almost ten. Her eyes went back to her son, then the two people around her. "Jess, why don't you talk with my mother while I go put Jake to bed?" Rory told her boyfriend before leaving the room to put her son to dream land.

"So. Jess. How's being a father feel?" Lorelei asked.

"It's amazing. That's for sure."

"I bet your happy that Rory's—"

Rory came in the room just in time, giving her mother a glare. She looked at Jess and smiling and then finally spoke.

"Well, Jake's in his bed and asleep. Thanks for taking him for the day, mom."

"No problem, kid." Lorelei said before kissing her daughter on the top of the head and walking out of her apartment.

"What was your mom about to say?"

"…"

"Ror?"

"I'm pregnant."