Authors Note: Here is two more chapters coming your way guys. I really have an idea where I want the next few chapters to go. After that I am not so sure again. I am sure inspiration will come to me. I am really loving getting your reviews so please keep them coming. I may be quiet the next few days as my mother and sister in law are coming for the weekend. I will see how. Either way I will definitely be back by Monday. Enjoy =)

The weeks had past, a montage of changing calendar pages flying around them. Their weekends spent naked, wrapped around each other or in the throws of sexual bliss. Neither one had ever had that kind of sex before. Logan never made love to her like Jess did. Their sex together hadn't been bad, but it hadn't been loving either. It was fucking in the true sense of the word. With Dean it had been… Well bad. That was all there was to describe it. Bad. Rory knew the only reason she pretended otherwise was because she refused to admit it was a mistake at the time. Jess, however, took his time. He knew the exact spots to touch and caress to get the best response from her and she returned the same to him. They fit in everyway, most perfectly. The weeks apart from each other were long and torturous and both knew there was only so much longer they could continue the distance. They hadn't talked about it yet but both knew it was on the others mind.

Jess was packing books into the shelves at truncheon when Matt and Chris approached him. He peeked at them from the corner of his eye and smirked.

"If this has to do with the writer who was in yesterday, I know he crossed some lines, but his writing is incredible." He said

"I don't care if he is going to make us millions, Jess, he started stripping buck naked. Showing us that his writing came from a place of purity." Chris began before Matt elbowed him in the ribs. "Ouch! Oh right." Chris said, rubbing at his now bruising ribs.

"Look man, we got an offer." Matt began.

"What kind of an offer?" Jess asked them suspiciously.

"Well this guy came in today and spoke to me. He runs a small printing press but it's going under. He knows that we were looking to expand and was wondering if we would like to buy him out. He is primarily an editor so he was asking us to keep him on and have him edit. It does mean we could take on more authors under truncheon." Matt explained.

"Yeah and his shop will open up a much broader market for us." Chris went on.

"But if his shop is failing, why does he think we would do any better?" Jess asked them.

"Well he wasn't able to take on any more authors. He was beginning to go under. You know how it is Jess; there is no way we could have kept this place going with only one of us. You can't survive on what only one editor can bring in." Matt said to him.

"Yeah, but if we buy him out it will still just be him. Sure we can stock more publications but he will still be the only editor working there." Jess told them.

"Unless one of us moves to his place and takes in more authors from there. The pool of talent would be limitless." Chris replied. Jess narrowed his eyes at them.

"And where exactly would his place be?" He asked, knowing they were implying that he should be the one to move. "Guys I can't move any further away from New York. The distance has been hard enough for Rory and me."

"Well lucky for you, his place is in Brooklyn." Matt said smirking at Jess. Jess's eyes widened with shock.

"What?"

"His publishing house is in Brooklyn. I have looked into him a little and his house seems to be good. He's got some pretty great and obscure writers under his belt but just doesn't have the hands to take on anymore. We would have to go over all the paper work but it seems like a great deal. What do you think?" Matt asked Jess.

"We go through the paper work with a fine toothed comb. Make sure there is nothing suss, we have worked way too hard to get caught in a scam. If it all checks out and is legit then I will pack my stuff." Jess replied. On the inside he was bursting. He could be with Rory, every day. He didn't want to get his hopes up too much but he couldn't help it. It felt like everything was falling into place.

Rory had been working incredibly hard and it wasn't going unnoticed. Job offers were coming in from larger papers every week but so far she was sticking. The sales and subscriptions for her publication had never been higher and the paper was at an all time high. On the same day that Jess was receiving his big news she was called into the office of the Editor in Chief.

"Rory, have a seat." He greeted her as she entered his office.

"Hey John, what's up?" She asked.

"Well another job offer has come your way. And I think you should really consider this one. It's a great deal." He told her simply.

"John, I am happy here." She replied.

"I know but maybe just take a look at the offer." He said sliding an envelope her way. She picked it up and turned it over only to notice the stamp on the top left corner of the page. The intricate design around the companies initials. HPG. She shook her head, angrily, before sliding the envelope back across to John.

"John, this is one offer I am entirely uninterested in." She stated.

"Rory, are you sure? I mean – "She cut him off before he could continue.

"I do not care if they are offering the moon John. I will not work for HPG. Ever!" She said forcefully.

"Ok," John sighed, relieved. "Well I am glad we aren't losing you. You're an amazing editor and writer, Gilmore." Rory smiled at him and nodded. She left his office and checked the time. It was 3:30pm on a Friday afternoon. She still had to get a dress for the dinner tomorrow night that Jess was attending with her. She decided to leave work early to hit the shops and take her mind off the job offer.

Later that night Jess held Rory to him on the lounge as they watched TV and ate Chinese for dinner. He had decided against telling her about his possible relocation until it was a done deal. They talked about their week and Rory told Jess of the unappreciated job offer she had been presented with earlier in the day. Jess was irritated that Logan was still bothering Rory but he felt slightly vindicated at knowing that he was desperate enough to offer her a job. Rory hated handouts and she hated being manipulated. Logan' pathetic attempt at both just went to show how very little he knew Rory at all. Jess was confident now that he had Rory's heart and he knew she had his. He decided to put Logan out of his mind. The universe however had other ideas.

Jess entered the beautiful dining hall waiting for Rory who was just checking in her coat. He walked towards the bar and ordered a scotch for himself and a martini for Rory. He looked around at all the guests in the room. Everyone was dressed up, and at least four drinks ahead of him. He knew it was going to be a long night but since Rory had indicated that she was rocking some pretty tasty lingerie he knew his good behavior would be rewarded. He was still glancing around the room when his eyes fell at the door. His mouth dropped open at the very sight of her. She was dressed in a wine colored dress, with long sleeves. It hugged every curve on her body and stopped just above the knee showing a tantalizing amount of her never ending legs. She had paired it with a gorgeous pair of black stiletto heels that lengthened her legs even more and a black clutch. Her hair was swept to one side and lightly curled at the ends. She had minimal eye make-up but had opted for some amazing eyelash extensions that were a neon sign pointing to her gorgeous indigo eyes. Her lips however were a deep plum color. She was striking and Jess was aware that he was not the only man completely taken with the very sight of her. She caught his eye and smiled her beautiful, humble 'Rory' smile and began to walk toward him.

"You look… Whoa!" He told her when she reached him and wrapped an arm around him.

"Well thank you Mr. Mariano. You scrubbed up pretty nicely too." She told him, leaning in to kiss him lightly on the lips. They spent the night talking to this person and that. Jess was slightly self-conscious every time Rory introduced him to someone new.

"Hi Cindy, this is my date, Author, Jess Mariano."

She repeated it to everyone they met and Jess was surprised with how receptive and interested they were in his book and his work with truncheon. Many of them gave them cards, telling him to get in contact if he were ever in the city to work.

"I am just going to head to the bathroom, fix my make-up and such." She told Jess, leaning in to kiss his cheek. He walked back towards the bar for a new drink but was stopped at the sound of an unfortunately familiar voice. He felt himself stiffen with anger at the words he heard.

"Man, I don't care about that little boy she brought as her date. I will be taking her home and I will be sliding her out of that dress and onto me. That will give the great American novelist something for his next rag!"