Chapter 9

Stupid!

Why would I say that?

I guess I had to make up for looking like a scared idiot just now.

I mean, we had sex without protection…and she never told me she was on any type of birth control, so I had a right to be worried – But what I just said wasn't right.

"Rory I'm--"

"You think highly of yourself don't you?" She asked me with such an intense look that I thought she was going to pounce…and not in a sexual way.

"No, I--" I tried saying before she once again cut me off.

"Well newsflash, Satan," she glared, "It was youthat came to me; not the other way around."

Maybe it's bad for me to be thinking this, but she looked out of this fuckin' world sexy.

"And just so you know," her rant continued, "I'm only "fucking" you because you looked so damn desperate trying to get in my pants – I mean your plan for sacking me involved my grandmother for God's sakes!"

"You were playing hard to get, and you knew you wanted me."

"Who said I playing or that I wanted you?" she smirked.

I lowered my voice, "Hearing you moan and groan during our "activities", I know for a fact that you want me."

Her glare was almost lethal and then her entire face relaxed, "Fine," she calmly shrugged, "Next time your sexual desires become too much for you to handle… Do not come to me."

With one final look, she brushed past me and went to her first period class.

All I could do was close my eyes and mentally kick myself in the ass before turning around and following her to our first period.


Later on in the day, I saw Rory reaching far into her locker to retrieve something; a book probably.

Seeing as how this would be the perfect opportunity, I casually walked to her and stood behind her; dangerously close.

"Do you know what's one of the worst things that could happen to a guy?" I ask her.

"He can't get it up?" she guessed, paying attention to her locker.

Ignoring her sarcasm, I continued in a low steady voice, "When a girl notices a guy's horny as hell and asks if the reason is because of her and he has to say 'no'."

"Okay…" still not completely paying attention to me.

"Summer just came up to me, throwing herself on me, and noticed my 'excitement' and she thought it was because of her--"

"Great, let her help you--"

Cutting her off I proceeded in telling her what happened next, "I shoved her off and told her she's never been able to get me this hard."

I then slowly pressed myself against her skirt clad ass, allowing her to feel how hard she gets me.

I lean forward and dip my head and sensually lick the shell of her ear, "See you around, Mary."

Backing away from her, I make my way down the hall and around the corner; forcing myself not to look back at her.


At the end of the day I stopped by my locker to put away the unnecessary books that I was carrying. I spun the combination and popped the small metal door open. As it swung open, a small piece of folded up paper fell out.

Bending down to retrieve it, I read its content to myself.

If you're still experiencing your 'problem' meet me at your car and we can discuss ways to solve it.

That's all it said. No signature, no nothing.

But it's not like I don't know who it was from.

Shutting my locker I headed towards the school exit and out to the parking lot to my baby; my Porsche.

Approaching the silver convertible I saw Mary leaning against it with her arms crossed across her chest; the few top unbutton buttons of her uniform gave me an amazing view of cleavage.

Smirking I make my way up to her, "Have you come up with any strategies for solving my problem?"

"I have a couple – But I was wondering… Can I get a ride home?"

"What happened to your car?"

"I didn't drive to school today, I took the bus," she told me, "And since you took your sweet time getting out here I missed my ride home."

"What's wrong with your car?"

"My mom is borrowing it – And what's with all the questions?"

"What can I say; I'm a very inquisitive, sexy, young man--"

"Well, Mr. Have-to-know-it-all, the more questions you ask, the more time we waste here, and the more time we waste, the less time we'll have to solve our problems."

"Our problems?" I asked raising an eyebrow.

"I have needs too," she told me matter of factly.

"Yes you do – Hop in," I told her as I held the door open for her.

Walking around the front of the car, I open the driver's door and get in. Starting the engine I get out of the parking lot and head towards Stars Hollow.

"So, what are you doing tonight?" she asked as she found a suitable radio station to listen to.

"It depends… what are you doing tonight?" I smirked quickly glancing at her before looking back at the road.

"I have a date."

After those words left her mouth there was a downward tug in my chest, "Who's the lucky guy?" I asked trying to sound casual.

"Leonardo DiCaprio."

I looked at her and gave her a confused look.

"Me and my mom are having a movie marathon; Titanic, Romeo and Juliet, What's Eating Gilbert Grape, Gangs of New York…"

"Sounds like fun," I said relieved that she wasn't physically going to be with another man, "So you're not going to invite me?"

"I would…but my mom… I don't think she--"

"Your mom will love me – I'm a master in the parental department."

"My mom isn't your normal parent."

"I guarantee I can get her to invite me."

"And if you don't?" she asked me as I turned onto the Stars Hollow exit.

"Then I will have to do whatever you want for a week."

"That's fair… but what do I have to do if you win?" she asked looking at me; I could feel her eyes on me.

"I get to do whatever I want to you for a week," I smirked with my eyes on the road.

"Deal."

"Good," I said as I turned into her driveway.

We made our way out of the car, up to her porch and into her house.

"Mom… I'm home," she yelled.

"In the kitchen – I set up everything; the movie is ready to go and the never ending supply of junk food is ready to be scarfed and… who are you?" she asked once we entered the kitchen.

"I'm Tristan," I smiled, "A friend from Chilton."

"Yeah, the uniform gave that away," she said looking at me, "I'm Lorelai, her sister," she joked.

She seemed like a relaxed parent who liked to have fun. And since my charm never worked with her daughter, I doubt I'll have any luck with her.

"Rory, you never told me your sister was so hot," I said to Rory, playing along with her mother.

"I didn't even know I had a sister."

"She just thinks I'm gonna steal her sexy guy friends…again," Lorelai said.

"Aww don't worry, Mary," I said draping an arm over her shoulders, "You're the only girl for me.

I couldn't help but smirk at the look on her face; priceless!

"Ha, he's funny Rory!" Lorelai smiled. I think she likes me!

"Yeah… a stand-up comedian," Rory deadpanned.

"Well it was nice talking to you guys, but I should get going," I said as I removed me arm from Rory's shoulder, but before I left I added, "Do you know where I can get a great cup of coffee?"

"Coffee?" Lorelai eyes widened as Rory rolled hers; she knew what I was up to.

"Yeah… I can use some right now."

"Luke's, definitely Luke's."

"Is that in town?" I asked playing dumb.

"Yeah it's – why doesn't Rory just show you where it is--"

"No, I couldn't let her do that; I don't wan to delay your movie marathon," I innocently said.

"Don't' worry about it," Lorelai said with a wave of her hand," Rory can show you where the diner is and then you can just stay for the marathon."

Bingo!

"I don't want to impose…"

"You won't, as long as you bring me back a cup…or two… or three--"

"Will do…thanks Lorelai," I smiled.

"No, thank you."

"Well Rory," I said turning to her, "lead the way to the famous Luke," I smirked.

Without saying a word she turned around and headed out the front door.

"Be right back, Lorelai," I said over my shoulder as I followed Rory out the house.

Jogging to catch up with her, I leaned in close and whispered with a smirk, "Told you I was a master."


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