Rory stared out the window of the plane. She had already memorized the
safety booklet and was now sitting very still except for playing with the
hem of her skirt. She pushed a peice of hair behind her ear absently and
sat back. She was exhausted. They hadn't been on the plane long but they
always made her scared. She took a pack of peanuts from the passing
stewardess and gave it to Tristan to open it. He ripped the top of easily
and gave it to her before opening his own. "Thanks." She replied weakly.
"No problem." Tristan studied her. Her elegant blue buisness suit brought out her beautiful blue eyes along with the light blue turtly neck she wore under it. She took out the clip holding her hair up and let light curls cascade down her back. He watched as she picked at her snack. He could tell she was tired. They had quite a bit of time left before they landed. She had had a long day and he could tell it was starting to catch up with her. Although he knew she would never admit it. He saw her shiver and imediatly took of his jacket to wrap around her shoulders. "Here." He offered.
"Thanks." She accepted.
"Come here." He said as he pulled her into his chest. She complied and pulled up the armrest between them. He laid her head on his chest and felt his strong arms rest around her waist. She quickly fell into a light sleep.
"Rory...Rory? Time to wake up Ror." Tristan wispered in her ear as he stroked her hair. Rory, noticing the intamate position they were in pulled out of his embrace and sat up. "Sleep Good?"
"Sure. Yeah." Rory mumbled as Tristan gathered their things just as the pilot came over the loudspeaker telling them that they were about to land. Rory sat back as Tristan buckled her seatbelt. "I can do that myself you know, I'm a big girl." She said like I child. He chuckled and sat back.
"Says the girl who almost cut off my circulation in my arm on the take off." He eyed her skepticly as he buckled himself in. Rory sighed in defeat as she felt the plane disend. Tristan noticed her discomfort and offered her his hand again. She took it gratefully and looked straight ahead. The plane landed slowly with ease. Rory, embarrassed, releasedhis hand. She stood up straight and grabbed her briefcase. Tristan relented and went in the isle so she could get out. He rode his hand on the small of her back as they shuffled through the isle to the door. Tristan smirked as Rory missed a step on the stairs obviously not fully awake from her nap and grabbed her hand for support. She gave him the evil eye and kept on going, ripped her hand out of his in protest. He chuckled as he chased her down the hall. "Get back her Gilmore!"
"AaaaH!" She shrieked as playfully chased her to the lobby and grabbed her waist to stop her.
"Gotcha!" He chuckled. She giggled and turned around in his embrace to face him. Their eyes met. Rory leaned in and put her lips teasingly close to his. Tristan closed his eyes.
"You know what I want more than anything right now?" She asked.
"What." He said in a husky voice. He held her to him and leaned in...
"Coffee!" She shreiked playfulling, ducking under his now raised arm and grabbed the other making him whip around and follow her. She pulled him towards the resturant. "What were you thinking?" She asked playfully. The mischief her eyes betraying the serious expression on her face. He giggled and ordered 2 large coffees.
"Tease."
"No problem." Tristan studied her. Her elegant blue buisness suit brought out her beautiful blue eyes along with the light blue turtly neck she wore under it. She took out the clip holding her hair up and let light curls cascade down her back. He watched as she picked at her snack. He could tell she was tired. They had quite a bit of time left before they landed. She had had a long day and he could tell it was starting to catch up with her. Although he knew she would never admit it. He saw her shiver and imediatly took of his jacket to wrap around her shoulders. "Here." He offered.
"Thanks." She accepted.
"Come here." He said as he pulled her into his chest. She complied and pulled up the armrest between them. He laid her head on his chest and felt his strong arms rest around her waist. She quickly fell into a light sleep.
"Rory...Rory? Time to wake up Ror." Tristan wispered in her ear as he stroked her hair. Rory, noticing the intamate position they were in pulled out of his embrace and sat up. "Sleep Good?"
"Sure. Yeah." Rory mumbled as Tristan gathered their things just as the pilot came over the loudspeaker telling them that they were about to land. Rory sat back as Tristan buckled her seatbelt. "I can do that myself you know, I'm a big girl." She said like I child. He chuckled and sat back.
"Says the girl who almost cut off my circulation in my arm on the take off." He eyed her skepticly as he buckled himself in. Rory sighed in defeat as she felt the plane disend. Tristan noticed her discomfort and offered her his hand again. She took it gratefully and looked straight ahead. The plane landed slowly with ease. Rory, embarrassed, releasedhis hand. She stood up straight and grabbed her briefcase. Tristan relented and went in the isle so she could get out. He rode his hand on the small of her back as they shuffled through the isle to the door. Tristan smirked as Rory missed a step on the stairs obviously not fully awake from her nap and grabbed her hand for support. She gave him the evil eye and kept on going, ripped her hand out of his in protest. He chuckled as he chased her down the hall. "Get back her Gilmore!"
"AaaaH!" She shrieked as playfully chased her to the lobby and grabbed her waist to stop her.
"Gotcha!" He chuckled. She giggled and turned around in his embrace to face him. Their eyes met. Rory leaned in and put her lips teasingly close to his. Tristan closed his eyes.
"You know what I want more than anything right now?" She asked.
"What." He said in a husky voice. He held her to him and leaned in...
"Coffee!" She shreiked playfulling, ducking under his now raised arm and grabbed the other making him whip around and follow her. She pulled him towards the resturant. "What were you thinking?" She asked playfully. The mischief her eyes betraying the serious expression on her face. He giggled and ordered 2 large coffees.
"Tease."
