Second Chances – Part 11 [Short and Sweet]
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Rory let out a content sigh. She blinked continuously, blushing slightly underneath his piercing blue eyes, which were studying her carefully. She braved all her fears and met his eyes, staring back at him with similar emotions.
"I think that…" she started to whisper, her throat dry and voice hoarse.
"You think that…" he murmured.
"I want to talk," she told him.
He almost smirked at the cuteness of her voice. She wanted to sound determined and firm, instead she sounded shy and attentive. "Let's talk then."
"How do I begin?" she murmured, mostly to herself.
"Just say it Mary."
"I don't know how to say it," she snapped, pressing her lips together.
"Alright, I'll wait…" he replied, licking his lips.
Rory bit her lip. She was never good at this… never good at expressing her feelings… so openly.
"Now?"
"No," she answered.
One minute of utter silence passed, the only audible noise was his loud breathing.
"Okay, now?" Tristan asked, playing with a strand of her hair.
Rory flicked his hand away, glaring viciously "Stop trying to annoy me."
"I'm annoying you?"
"Yes, now stop it."
"Well then," he grinned broadly "I apologize wholeheartedly."
"Can we please get serious?" she almost begged, her voice softened "Please?"
"Alright, you want me to get serious?" Tristan asked, watching her under his careful gaze.
"Yes," she answered truthfully.
Tristan shifted positions, so that he faced her, full eye contact between the two. He flashed her an incomplete smile, the half smile faltering as he looked at the beautiful woman before him.
"You really want to hear what I have to say?"
Rory only nodded.
Tristan grinned slightly, taking her left cheek into the palm of his hand. Rory 's whole body tensed, but soon relaxed once she discovered the look on his face. A look of passion, love and gentle caring was what she had noticed in those icy blue eyes. She inhaled deeply, holding her breath as she watched his head dip into the exposed skin in her neck.
"You… want… to… hear… what… I… think," he whispered in her ear between kisses.
"Just say it," Rory whispered back, fighting the urge to moan.
He stopped his assault on her neck and looked her in the eye. "I love you Rory Gilmore… always have, always will," he licked his drying lips "I've never stopped."
Her heart soared; she was feeling an unusual feeling that had never been felt before. Even when they were together years before. "Tristan DuGray," she choked back the tears, embarrassed to be crying. "I've… I've missed you," she let out a lengthy sigh, before capturing hers lips to his unexpected.
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Short I know, but I just needed to write that. It was too sweet for me, so sweet I was uncomfortable writing it.
Anyway, happy reading… and review if you feel like it.
- MzFreak
