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Tahiti…. Tristan's secret destination spot was Tahiti, they had spent the past week and a half just exploring the island, Tristan still refused to talk about what his big secret was, so for the most part their site seeing was done in complete silence. The tour guides tried to make them partake in activities that made them cooperate with one another, but the locals attempt was failed time and time again because Rory refused to listen to their rules. Their room was beautiful, it had a perfect view that overlooked the water surrounded by nothing but bright green trees, it was big, it had a kitchenette and a King sized bed on the other side of the room. Tristan had spent his nights sleeping on the pullout couch, Rory refused to let him have the satisfaction of having a goodnights sleep if he was refusing to talk to her. They had just gotten back from viewing another beach as Rory flopped down on the couch running her fingers through her hair. Tristan went into the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water opening it and drinking most of it in one mouthful
"That was fucking ridiculous" He swore putting the bottle on the counter and moving over to jumped onto the bed leaning his head back "That took so fucking long"
Rory sat silently as he continued to ramble, she couldn't stop thinking about what he was keeping from her, or what she could do to make him tell her, she had tried multiple things, one of which included sleeping in the lingerie sets that Madeline and Louise insisted on her taking, but that didn't even work, he stared at her but then would roll over and flip the channel on the TV. She was at a loss at what to do, she then got an idea, it was a bold idea, it was so unlike her, she contemplated, she looked over at him and his position on the bed she slowly got up from the couch and walked over to him, he looked at her confused slowly sitting up "I've been thinking" she said slightly moving her hips as she got closer to him
"You have?" He said confused, watching her hips sway back and forth as she walked
"Yes" Rory said standing in front of him, she took a deep breath before putting her arms around his neck and moving to sit on his lap
"What… have you been thinking" He asked his eyes glancing down at her waist
"That I would do something nice for you, if you did something nice for me" she said seductively moving her fingers along his chest
Tristan rolled his head back as if thinking about it "And what is your idea of something nice"
"In your case, it may consist of" she leaned forward and kissed his neck slightly "And in my case it may consist of you telling me what you do for a living"
Tristan groaned as Rory continued to place soft kisses on his neck, she enjoyed being able to have some kind of reaction from him, considering she didn't normally take the reins on this stuff. He contemplated, it was tempting, definitely tempting, but not yet, he placed his hands on her bare legs, lifted her up and threw her onto the bed "No thanks" He said bluntly before getting up off the bed and walked over to the other side of the room
"Tristan" Rory shrieked
"Your need to know everything isn't cute anymore" He said grabbing his water bottle again
"I wouldn't need to know everything if you would tell me something" she argued with him
He rolled his eyes "Forget it"
"Please" she pouted getting up off the bed, he shook his head, she walked over to him again he allowed her to wrap her arms around his neck again as she talked, bringing her lips extremely close to hers "Come on" she said looking into his eyes
Tristan just smirked "You can do that all you want, I'm still not telling you"
"Fine" Rory said pouting again "Then this trip is going to become very silent"
"You mean opposed to the wonderful chattiness that it's been" he said sarcastically rolling his eyes
"I don't understand why you can't just tell me" she said removing her arms from his neck and took a step back creating distance between them
"Because you're better off not knowing!"
"I don't believe that, Tristan I am your…." She hadn't said it before
"My what?" Tristan asked amused, folding his arms in front of his chest
"Your wife!" she finally said, his smirk grew and Rory glared at him "Please Tristan" she begged
He frowned, he didn't want to tell her, he knew that when he did she'd bolt, and he hadn't thought of a good enough lie to tell her in order to get her off his back, he'd been denying her for days, her flirtatious actions the touching he wasn't used to, she was driving him crazy with those outfits she was wearing, she was deliberately teasing him and he refused to do anything about it. "I can't" he said finally walking past her
She groaned and threw her head back, "Fine" she said finally walking past him towards the hotel phone
"What're you doing" He asked grabbing the phone from her grasp
"You don't answer my questions I'm not answering yours" She said stubbornly taking the phone back from him and opening the phonebook
"Seriously Rory, who're you calling"
She shot him probably the most dangerous look she could, "The airport" she told him bitterly, he swore under his breath as be placed his index finger and thumb on the bridge of his nose, "Yes hello, I'm looking for the next flight back to Connecticut" she sighed "Really?" she whined "There's not an earlier flight?" she frowned "Well what about a connecting flight….. Damn, alright, yes please the name is Lorelai Gil… Dugrey" she said looking up at Tristan who was perched against a nearby dresser listening to her conversation "No, just one please"
Tristan shook his head as he stood up and walked towards the hotel door, opening it walking through the doorframe and slamming the door, Rory looked at the closed door, the airport didn't have a flight leaving until the following week, she would have to wait it out that long, she sighed pressed the button on the remote to turn on the TV and put her feet up.
"Why don't you just fucking tell her" Finn told him "You could be having sex by now"
"If I tell her she backs out and my mother gets what she wants" Tristan told her
"So don't tell her the big thing, the small thing is enough for her to last until you get home" Finn reasoned
Tristan leaned his head back against the wall in the hallway "I could tell her the small thing"
"You will tell her" Finn corrected "She can't hate you for that, I'm pretty sure girls find that sexy anyways"
"That is why we decided to do it" Tristan joked
"That… and the money" Finn laughed "When're you home?"
"Another two and a half weeks" Tristan said
"Hmm" Finn hummed
"What?" Tristan asked suspiciously
"Well it's just Kyle's back in town"
"You're just telling me this now" Tristan said angered
"Yes, because up until now I thought you'd be fucking your wife"
"What does he want"
"Won't say" Finn said casually "He claims he's here to tell you congratulations, and said he'd be staying around for a while"
"He's swimming in dangerous waters" Tristan warned
"I know that, he apparently doesn't give a shit"
"Well figure out what he wants" Tristan ordered
"I already know" Finn told him "He wants to talk to you"
"I can't fucking do that" Tristan barked
"My suggestion, go make up with your wife, give her the minimal details she's asking for and then fuck her brains out so that she doesn't know what day of the week it is and fly your ass home, before things start to get nasty" Finn told him
Tristan sighed into the phone, running his hand through his hair "Fine" he said and hung up the phone. He turned and walked back into the hotel room, closing the door quietly, her head didn't move from the TV her eyes still locked on whatever show she was watching, he leaned against the wall around the kitchen and watched her, she was purposely ignoring him "I race illegal street bikes" she turned her head towards him, slowly reaching for the remote to shut off the TV
"What?" She asked him suddenly turning towards him
"That's what I do, I race illegal street bikes"
She tilted her head to the side "What do you mean you race illegal street bikes"
Tristan sighed "You know the fast and the furious?" he asked Rory nodded her head "It's that but instead of drugs and cars I race bikes and for money"
Her eyes blinked a couple times, almost as if searching his to see if he was telling the truth "What for?"
"Money" He answered
"You're lying, there is no way that racing a bike could give you as much money as you have"
He rolled his eyes "Rory these aren't races around the block"
"I know that" she snapped "So when you say you have to go out of town you're actually going to race" he nodded his head "is that how you ended up in jail the first time?" Rory questioned
"No" Tristan said
"What did then?" Rory asked
"Something else" he said, she opened her mouth to ask "Don't bother" he told her sitting down next to her on the couch "I'm not telling you that"
She didn't believe him, she didn't believe that that's all there was to him, she wanted to know more, but she would pick her battles, she knew there was more, she would just have to wait. She leaned forward and kissed his cheek "Thank you" the quirked his eyebrow at her almost as saying 'that's it?' "So what's it like?" she asked putting her feet underneath her
"What's what like?" Tristan asked grabbing the remote from her and turning the TV back on
"Racing" she smiled
He looked at her form the corner of his eye, and shrugged "I don't know"
"Don't you get like a… feeling?" she asked
Tristan's face scrunched up "No" he flipped through the channels quickly as he yawned "I'm beat" he said getting up and walking down the hall to where the bathroom was "You have to get off the couch" he called from the bathroom "Unless you plan on staying there all night" she rolled her eyes knowing that he was smirking "And put on one of those sexy outfits you've been parading around in every night" he still surprised her how he could go from such a serious conversation to making playful remarks
"Don't count your chickens before they hatch" Rory said getting up off the couch and walking over to her suitcase
"You've been trying to seduce me since we got here and now you won't give me any" he said coming out of the bathroom in sweatpants only
Rory glanced at him and turned away quickly "I got what I wanted" she said as she grabbed her pajama shorts and walked to the bathroom, or she was walking towards the bathroom until he grabbed her by the waist
"Now it's my turn" He whispered huskily before connecting their lips, in reaction Rory stood wide-eyed and stunned before she melted at his touch, her hands slowly came in contact with his defined chest, he slowly started walking her backwards towards the bed she fell back once she felt her knees hit the edge, he fell on top of her, his mouth not leaving hers, he nibbled lightly on her lower lip causing a slight noise to leave Rory's mouth, his hands worked on her stomach slowly lifted her shirt up. Her eyes snapped opened quickly and pushed him back, disconnecting their lips, Tristan just took this as an opportunity to drop kisses along her neck, taking small pieces of her skin in between his teeth
"God" She moaned as he continued his ministrations, "No, no, no, no, no" She said pushing him away completely, he groaned and rolled off of her lying flat against the bed
"What?" he said staring at the ceiling
"No" She told him
She seen his muscles flex as he sat up "I wasn't going to do anything"
She looked at him like he knew she would like he was lying, and he was he would have gone as far as he could with her, and apparently that's what he got, "I'm going to go change" she said getting up and grabbing the pajamas that she had dropped on the floor and walked into the bathroom. She stood and stared at herself in the mirror for about ten minutes, she had a wall up with him, she was guarded and something in her didn't let herself trust him completely. She slowly changed, removed what little makeup she wore that day, tied her hair up into a bun and brushed her teeth. She unlocked the door to the bathroom and frowned at the fact that Tristan was still lying on the bed.
He put his hands up in defense "I won't try anything" He defended "I just want a better sleep than the one I've been getting on the couch" Rory stood with a hand on her hip, her face saying 'no way' Tristan sighed "Oh come on, I told you what you wanted to hear, I'm allowed to sleep here" he said resting his hands behind his head
"Fine" Rory said giving in, Tristan smirked "But if you touch me, your ass is sleeping on the floor"
"She swears…" Tristan said intrigued "Who knew"
Rory scowled at him "That's not helping your case"
"Fine" He agreed "I'll be respectful"
"Thank you" she said, "What side do you sleep on?"
Tristan kinked his eyebrow looking at the bed "Uh…. The left?" he questioned
"Perfect, I sleep on the right" She said moving towards the right side of the bed as he shifted over to the left and crawled underneath the covers
Tristan stayed above the covers as he reached to shut off the light, when Rory placed her head on her pillow he was shuffling on top of the sheets "What're you doing?" she asked looking at his dark shadow
"Getting ready for bed" He said finally pulling the covers down as he crawled in, tossing something near the end of the bed
Rory sat up quickly "You just took your pants off"
"I can't sleep in sweats" Tristan defended "It's too hot"
"Please tell me you at least have a pair of boxers on" Rory said moving farther over to the right side
"What kind of freak do you think I am"
"Like you've never gone commando before" Rory argued
"Well yes, but obviously I'm not going to do that here"
"You swear" Rory questioned
"You can check if you really want to" Tristan chuckled "You're such a virgin" he teased
Rory rolled her eyes and laid back down, Tristan did the same. Rory had her hands glued to the top of the covers and stared at the ceiling, Tristan had one hand behind his head and the other rested on his stomach "How long have you been racing?" Rory asked breaking the silence in the room. Tristan's head turned over to look at her and she turned to look at him
"Uh…" He started pausing momentarily to think "When I was about 16, maybe 17"
"You were that young"
"I got into it as soon as I could"
"Do you actually have a license for it?" Rory asked
"For what? The bike or the driving"
"Is there a difference?" Rory questioned
She felt Tristan shrug "I don't have either anyways"
"So you're not only racing illegal street bikes but you also don't have a license?" she said surprised
"I didn't get into it to follow the law" Tristan said simply
"Why did you get into it?"
She could see from the moonlight reflecting through their window that he was smirking "Mostly to pick up girls" he laughed
"Did it work?" Rory asked curiously
She felt Tristan's body vibrate as he chuckled "What do you think?" he asked her
"Yes?" she asked looking in his direction looking for confirmation, the expression on his face told her all she needed to "Has there ever been any close calls?"
He pursed his lips "Uh I guess a few"
"Like where you've almost died" Rory asked surprised about the worry that came out in the tone of her voice
"It's not exactly a safe thing to be doing" Tristan told her almost as if he didn't think she understood
"Oh" Rory whispered softly "What about with the cops? Have they ever caught you"
Tristan sighed "I have yet to meet a cop that can keep up with my bike"
"But other racers have gotten caught" Rory asked
"Yeah, but it's normally the slower guys"
"They've never ratted you out?"
"I'm not the type of guy you want to be ratting out" He said plainly
"Why not?" Rory asked
Tristan turned his head towards hers and shook his head "So many questions" He said leaning closer to her, their faces only centimeters apart
"Sorry" Rory whispered looking down, "It's just it kind of fascinates me" she said slightly embarrassed
Tristan placed his finger underneath her chin, forcing her to move her head upwards "Maybe I'll take you out one time" he said in a husky tone that made Rory's heart melt
"Oh no, I couldn't" Rory said shakily
"It would loosen you up" He joked
Rory glared at him as his hand cupped her cheek "I don't need danger in my life" She defended
"Everyone needs a little danger" Tristan said seriously, Rory's hand came up and touched his wrist
"Do you let other girls on the back of your bike?"
Tristan shook his head "Not very often" he said pulling Rory's face closer to his, a smirk on his face
"Why not?"
"They're not deserving" he said
"I would be considered… deserving?" Rory asked as Tristan's lips brushed against hers
"I'd consider it" He said against her lips before he connected them together, Rory's eyes closed instinctively, she wasn't sure why she allowed him to pull her in, something about their conversation made her feel more attracted to him, the fact that she understood an aspect of his dangerous side and the fact that he didn't seem to back down from very much definitely turned her on, she like the feeling of him slowly bringing her in by presenting things about himself, and that fact that he was willing to do these things with her just made her feel more comfortable with him. He told her more than just the basics, he allowed her to ask questions and he answered most of them with more than just a yes or no answer.
His lips pressed against hers once before his tongue overtook her mouth, causing a small moan to escape from the back of Rory's throat, she felt him smirk against her lips as his hand moved from her cheek, down her neck and her shoulder to her waist, leaving goosebumps down the length of her body, his fingers tickled the bare skin on her hip that was revealed from the tank top being lifted slightly when she crawled into bed, she shivered slightly as her hands rested on both sides of his neck. To her surprise he was the one to pull away, his forehead rested against hers, as Rory gasped to catch her breath, Tristan quickly licked his lips before kissing her softly, lifting her off the ground once again. With her eyes still closed he moved his head and left a light kiss against her forehead "Goodnight Rory" He mumbled against her skin
"Goodnight" She said breathlessly as his arm left her side and he pulled away from her, she sadly released his neck and turned back to lying on her back staring at the ceiling trying to catch her breath, hoping he wasn't noticing the enormous amount of air she was sucking in.
He had noticed, he had turned on his side, he grinned as he listened to her try to cover up her heavy breathing, he liked how inexperienced she was, it made it easier for her to be more turned on by the things that he did, something as simple as a light touch and her body reacted to him. To his surprise his body reacted the same way, she could be touching his chest and he could be turned on, he shook off the idea that it might be something more powerful than just the fact that she was innocent, he like that about her, the fact that she was innocent made him want to show her things he knew she had never experienced before, he didn't want anyone else having to show her.
Rory woke up the next morning, moving to stretch her arms when she noticed there was a third arm draped lazily across her side, when she looked at where she was she noticed that somehow she had managed to move from her side of the bed all the way onto Tristan's side, it wasn't one of those cases where they met in the middle, she had completely crossed the line onto his side, her head was rested on his pillow right next to his, and her backside was pressed into his chest. She squirmed to try to get out of his grasp without waking him up, but as she moved the hand that was on her stomach tightened around her waist holding her still
"Morning" He said leaning forward to kiss her bare shoulder, his voice was still groggily from sleep, Rory admitted to herself that he had a very sexy morning voice
"Goodmorning" she said quietly rubbing her eyes "I didn't mean to wake you"
Tristan's had moved from her waist as he moved to lie on his back rubbing the sleep out of his eye and yawning "No it's okay" he said tiredness overtaking his voice "I was up anyways"
She rolled over away from him back onto her side of the bed as he glanced sideways a smirk on his face "What?" she asked curiously
"You're a cuddler" he teased
Rory rolled her eyes "I am not"
"I didn't end up on your side of the bed this morning" He told her
"Well clearly you pulled me over there"
It was Tristan's turn to roll his eyes "You're such a child"
Rory frowned, offended "I am a high school graduate"
"You didn't even go to graduation" He pointed out
"But I still graduated"
"I haven't seen a diploma" He smiled, before Rory could comment Tristan's phone began buzzing on the nightstand, he groaned a reached for it "Dugrey" he answered
"I got you a flight out tonight" Finn said as soon as Tristan answered
"Tonight?" Tristan said sitting up, Rory sat up slowly with him
"Yes tonight"
Tristan yawned "Why so early?"
"Because you need to get your ass back here"
"I know that" Tristan said looking at Rory "But really this early?"
"Tristan there's not another flight going out until next week because they're calling for bad weather conditions, we had a hard enough time getting you a flight tonight, we had to call the private jet"
Tristan swore rubbing his forehead "Alright" he said, Rory could tell by the tone in his voice that this was a serious conversation, whoever was on the phone needed something from him
"Can you do that?"
"Well I guess I have to" Tristan said slightly defeated
"Tell love I'm sorry" Finn said sounding apologetic "If it was anyone else I wouldn't"
"Yeah I know that" Tristan said looking at Rory again
"Okay, I'll see you in a couple of hours, the plane will be waiting for you guys at 6" Finn told him
"Yeah" Tristan said hanging up the phone, tossing it onto the night stand and running his hands through his hair
"Everything okay?" Rory asked curiously looking at him and noticing his frustration
"No" He said honestly "I have to fly back to Hartford to deal with some stuff at work"
"When?" Rory asked
"Tonight" He said sounding disappointed
Rory looked at him confused "But… Why?"
"Because I have to" he told her coldy, his mood changing instantaneously
"No" Rory said shaking her head "I mean why does it have to be tonight?"
Tristan sighed "Because there aren't any flight until next week"
"So how are you…."
"My dad is sending over to private plane" Tristan said interrupting her, he got out of the bed abruptly, walking to the end of the bed and slipped on his sweatpants
"But I thought you said we were here for a month"
"Look Rory" Tristan said frustrated "I know you're asking me all these questions hoping for answers, but all I can tell you is that I have stuff that needs to be dealt with back home now"
"What kind of stuff?" Rory questioned him again
Tristan swore and turned around so his back was facing hers, it was the first time that Rory had noticed it, on the back of his right hand shoulder he had a black tattoo, she couldn't believe she hadn't noticed it before. The tattoo had two very dark colored swords crossed together with his last name written across the sword that fell on the front. Rory hadn't seen very many tattoos before but Tristan's was definitely done nicely, or by someone very expensive, the lines were drawn perfectly, the tattoo looked like it had been done months ago but had yet to fade
"What is that for?" Rory asked as Tristan turned his head back to her to see what she was talking about. Rory motioned to his back "The tattoo" she said quietly
Tristan sighed "It's just a tattoo" he told her, hoping she was changing the subject
"What do the two swords mean?" she asked him
"They're my family symbol" he told her, moving to pull a shirt on "It's nothing special"
"Do all the men in your family have one?" Rory asked
"Yup" he said as he started packing up their things
"Do we really have to leave?" she asked him tearing him away from the project he was just starting
He looked up at her from the crouched position that he was in, he rose to his feet and walked over to her, running his fingers along her face "I wish we didn't have to" He told her simply, she went to ask why and he placed a finger on her lips, his eyes pleading her to not ask another questions about this. She sighed against his skin and nodded her head, moving away from him to start packing her things. Before Tristan continued to pack his things he walked over to their coffee maker and clicked the button, he pulled out two cups from the cupboard and waited for the coffee to brew, after a couple of minutes he poured the hot black liquid into a cup and walked it over to her, she gave him a thankful look as she took a sip of the cup. He was about to say something to her when his phone started buzzing again, he was beginning to hate the thing, it was constantly interrupting him at the worst time possible, Rory gave him a small smile before turning back to pack up her things, he walked over to the coffee table where he had previously tossed his phone and picked it up "Dugrey" he answered
"Tristan" his father answered on the other end of the phone
"What is it dad?" Tristan asked as Rory turned to face him
"I'm just confirming your plans for tonight"
"I know Finn already called me" Tristan said leaning against the wall
"So you understand"
"Dad I know what needs to be done and I'll get it done"
"I've already called Josh, they'll be there waiting at the airport"
Tristan looked at Rory who still had her eyes glued to him, he let out a frustrated sigh and turned away from her "What about Rory"
"You haven't told her yet?" his father answered him sounding irritated "I thought we decided that you were going to tell her"
"Yeah well I haven't" Tristan said looking over his shoulder hoping Rory wasn't listening
Tristan heard his father mumbled something underneath his breath "Fine, bring her to your house, drop her off and meet Josh at Axe's"
"Fine" Tristan said coldly
"If they don't talk, you know what you have to do"
"Yeah I know" Tristan said hanging up the phone
He turned around and Rory was now standing hand on her hip waiting for his explanation "Well?"
"Well what?" He asked going back to pack his things
"Who was that?"
"My dad" he answered, he looked at her and sighed at the expression on her face "He just wanted to make sure that I understood the arrangements for tonight"
"Which are?"
"That we leave at six" Tristan explained
Rory held her carry on purse tightly as she watched many airport men load up the plane, they had florescent colored vests on as they lowered the stairs, Tristan was busy talking to the captain nodding his head steadily every few seconds, she had a dark blue trench coat on because like the reporters had called for the weather was getting colder, Tristan shook the captains hand before walking back over to Rory, he was wearing his leather jacket with a grey hoodie underneath, over top of a white t-shirt and his usual jeans, "You ready?" he asked her taking her bag
"I guess so" Rory shrugged
He nodded his head before taking a few steps she followed him, within a few steps he turned around swiftly surprising her, she looked at him with confusion in her eyes "Have I apologize to you yet" he breathed, running his hands along her shoulders "If I haven't I'm really sorry this had to be cut short"
Rory smiled realizing that Tristan didn't apologize for a lot of things, he didn't apologize for the man that he was or for the things that he did, but when it came to certain things with her she found that when he did apologize he sounded genuinely sincere "It's alright" Rory told him honestly
He stopped himself from saying the things that he actually wanted to say, he wanted to tell her that he was actually looking forward to their month away, that it would give them time to get to know each other without the pressure they had back at home "Alright we're set to take off in a few minutes" He said guiding her over to the steps, she nodded her head and let him guide her onto the plane.
It was a long flight home, Rory felt that she had done more flying in the past two weeks than she had been actually on vacation, they landed early the next morning, and although she had spent most of the flight home sleeping when they landed she was overwhelmed with tiredness. When they got off the plane Finn was waiting at the airport with a car, he ushered them into the vehicle quickly, and before Rory had even registered what was going on they were driving down the interstate. Finn and Tristan talked in code making sure that Rory understood as little as possible, the communication between the two fascinated her, they would use phrases like 'the thing' and they both understood what the other meant, or "it's different' meant something than what the two words actually said.
When they arrived at the location of their house, Rory noticed that there were two bikes parked outside of the house, she assumed one of them was Tristan's. She couldn't believe that the first time she would see the house would be by herself, he had told her on the plane that he would be leaving as soon as they dropped her off at home. He had wanted to show her, he wanted to see the look on her face when she looked in all the rooms, so what he had asked of her was to wear a blindfold up the stairs and he would be back by the time she woke up. She disagreed with the idea but she said she would do it, with a grin he blindly guided her through the house up all the flights of stairs and her body relaxed once it hit a soft surface
"You going to be alright?" he asked her
"Do I have a reason not to be?" Rory questioned
Tristan placed his hands over her blindfold, pulling it up over her eyes "No, you'll be fine"
"So I have to stay here?" Rory asked him
Tristan shook his head "You're not sentenced to your room" he laughed "Just don't go snooping while I'm gone"
"How long will that be?"
"Again so many questions" He said rolling his eyes
She shrugged "A lot of unanswered questions"
"Tristan!" Finn called from an intercom that was positioned on the left side of the room "We have to go"
"I'm coming" Tristan barked at the tiny machine "I'll see you in a couple hours"
"Okay" She said smiling at him as he turned to walk away "Tristan..." Rory called and he turned around to face her "Be careful okay?" she wasn't sure what she was telling him to be careful about, but that's what she felt she needed to say
He nodded his head, and walked back over to her capturing his lips in hers, so quickly that Rory barely had time to register what was going on, "Be here when I get back" he mumbled against her lips before pulling away, he looked at her before walking down the stairs and she nodded his head in agreement.
She stared at the ceiling before turning to look around the room, she couldn't believe a man put this together, she hated to fall under the sexist stereo type, but seriously. The room was painted a coral green, with white nightstands and dressers scattered across the floor, her bed was covered in the nicest sheets she had ever felt, they were also white and the throw pillows consisted of the matching color of the wall and a peachy colored print. At the end of her bed there was a large TV hanging on the wall. Two doors were placed on either side of the room, one her closet and the other the bathroom, that's what she was most eager to see. But not right now, she was too comfortable, she didn't feel like moving ever, she would stay in this bed until it was absolutely required that she move.
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