A.N. Okay. Today Sucked! That's right. SUCKED! I'm in a bad mood so your
lucky I'm posting this at all. And just because of this bad mood I'm going
to say no more chapters until I get 10 reviews! Harsh I know. But suck it
up and read the story. (wow I'm mean, I don't mean it really! Don't mind
my multiple personalities;)
Rory hummed to herself as she typed on her computer. Trying to focus on the task at hand, but her thoughts were a million miles away. Tristan was expected to arrive in less than 10 minutes. Knowing him he'd always be prompt, so she got ready an hour earlier than usual. And she was still working. She sighed. Tristan hadn't told her where he was taking her but told her to dress formal. So she put on a knee lenth black dress, with small straps and ruffles along the sleeves and bottom hem. She played a strand of her hair, which was styled fomaly up in curls, while giving her proposal a proof read. She clicked the print button just as she heard the knock on the door.
Tristan knocked cautiously. He had been waiting outside her door for the last hour, waiting for the minute he could knock. Knowing Rory, she still wouldn't be ready but he couldn't take it any longer. He knocked. "Come on in!" She hollered. Tristan pushed the door in and looked around for her. She emerged, looking exquisite, out of the office, shoving a black shoe onto her foot. She grinned and turned back into the office. "I'm just going to put up this proposal so I don't forget it." He followed her in the neat office. There was a large desk with a computer set on it and 3 large bookcases filled with neatly organized books. Tristan chuckled at it as Rory turned to her corkboard. He slid his arms around her waist and kissed her neck, laying his chin on her shoulder as he skimmed over the proposal she tacked up.
"Hey."
"Why hello Mr.Dugray."
"Looks good." He nodded, after awhile. Pulling back he watched her exit to the living room.
"Thanks." He followed her to the living room. She took both his hands and placed them on her waist. "So, what are we doing tonight?"
"If I told you that I'd have to kill you." He said, lips teasingly close to hers.
"Your insufferable." She humphed, grabbing her coat and purse off the the rack.
"And your beautiful." He kissed her gently and looked into her eyes.
"Your forgiven." She giggled, taking his offered hand and following to the waiting car.
"Your chariot milady." He said, opening the door to his silver porshe for her.
"Why thank you." She complied formally. He slid in his side and started up the engine.
"I love this car, my mother would love this car. Don't ever show it to her or she'll demand you take her dragracing or something.
"Gladly."
"I wouldn't get to cocky Dugray, you don't know my mother."
"If she's anything like you I think I can handle it."
"Be afraid Be very Afraid." She giggled.
A.N. Okay, sorry, but Survivor is on so I gtg!!! 10 reviews for the next chap! Buh Bye!
Chow Bella!
Moi (
Rory hummed to herself as she typed on her computer. Trying to focus on the task at hand, but her thoughts were a million miles away. Tristan was expected to arrive in less than 10 minutes. Knowing him he'd always be prompt, so she got ready an hour earlier than usual. And she was still working. She sighed. Tristan hadn't told her where he was taking her but told her to dress formal. So she put on a knee lenth black dress, with small straps and ruffles along the sleeves and bottom hem. She played a strand of her hair, which was styled fomaly up in curls, while giving her proposal a proof read. She clicked the print button just as she heard the knock on the door.
Tristan knocked cautiously. He had been waiting outside her door for the last hour, waiting for the minute he could knock. Knowing Rory, she still wouldn't be ready but he couldn't take it any longer. He knocked. "Come on in!" She hollered. Tristan pushed the door in and looked around for her. She emerged, looking exquisite, out of the office, shoving a black shoe onto her foot. She grinned and turned back into the office. "I'm just going to put up this proposal so I don't forget it." He followed her in the neat office. There was a large desk with a computer set on it and 3 large bookcases filled with neatly organized books. Tristan chuckled at it as Rory turned to her corkboard. He slid his arms around her waist and kissed her neck, laying his chin on her shoulder as he skimmed over the proposal she tacked up.
"Hey."
"Why hello Mr.Dugray."
"Looks good." He nodded, after awhile. Pulling back he watched her exit to the living room.
"Thanks." He followed her to the living room. She took both his hands and placed them on her waist. "So, what are we doing tonight?"
"If I told you that I'd have to kill you." He said, lips teasingly close to hers.
"Your insufferable." She humphed, grabbing her coat and purse off the the rack.
"And your beautiful." He kissed her gently and looked into her eyes.
"Your forgiven." She giggled, taking his offered hand and following to the waiting car.
"Your chariot milady." He said, opening the door to his silver porshe for her.
"Why thank you." She complied formally. He slid in his side and started up the engine.
"I love this car, my mother would love this car. Don't ever show it to her or she'll demand you take her dragracing or something.
"Gladly."
"I wouldn't get to cocky Dugray, you don't know my mother."
"If she's anything like you I think I can handle it."
"Be afraid Be very Afraid." She giggled.
A.N. Okay, sorry, but Survivor is on so I gtg!!! 10 reviews for the next chap! Buh Bye!
Chow Bella!
Moi (