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A/N: Thanks to everyone who reviewed. Wow I was really surprised and happy by the reviews. Sorry this took longer I had finals. Oh and an FYI there is a thing as too much coffee, that's what finals week has taught me. Coffee w/ tons of sugar and creamer and no food are a bad combo. Anyway please please tell me what you think of this part! Thanks!
Part Seven
The ride over was uncharacteristically quiet. Both were reflecting on the earlier events. Tristan pulled off onto a side street and into a small parking lot. Across the street was a rather small café. It had both inside and outside seating, the inside was decorated with magnificent photographs from all around the world, the Eiffel Tower, Big Ben, the Leaning Tower of Pisa, the pyramids of Egypt. Each was like a huge postcard. Rory looked around in awe.
"Do you like it?" Tristan asked smiling as he watched her gaping at the décor.
"How did you find this place? It's amazing." Rory responded.
He grinned, "I have my ways." He said trying to be mysterious. "And if you think the atmosphere is awesome wait till you taste the coffee."
Rory eyes lit up at the mention her favorite beverage. "What are you waiting for, get us a table." She demanded.
They were seated outside, as were most other people, since it was such a nice evening. They both ordered and soon after their coffee arrived.
"Thank you." Rory said as the waitress set the coffee down in front of her.
"Careful it's hot." Tristan cautioned but it was already too late. Rory had taken a gulp of her coffee.
She sighed with a dreamy look on her face. "This is wonderful. Almost as good as Luke's."
Knowing that was high praise after hearing much about her adventures at Luke's and hid renowned coffee. "I still don't understand how you can inhale steaming hot coffee and not feel pain. It's not right." Tristan commented as he carefully sipped his coffee.
Rory chuckled as she lowered her coffee mug. "I think it's a result of my mother giving me great amounts of coffee when I was young. I'm pretty sure I burnt the nerves in my tongue so badly that they just don't sense hot coffee anymore. It's a necessary adaptation in the Gilmore household.
Tristan and Rory had been there for about a half hour when Tristan noticed a guy about their age who kept staring at their table. Every time he looked over the guy quickly averted his gaze.
"Hey Princess, looks like you've got an admirer."
"What do you mean?" Rory asked startled.
"That guy like caddy corner from us, in the red polo shirt. He has been staring at you for like the past 15 minutes straight."
"I'm sure he hasn't." she denied flushing a bit.
"Look, I know when someone is checking someone else out. And he is checking you out." He said confidently.
"Sorry I forgot about your player status. You're the expert. I bet you have little trophies proclaiming your achievements in your bedroom at home."
Tristan grinned cockily, "Guess how's coming over now."
Rory's head spun around to see the guy in the red polo shirt was indeed approaching them. "What I am supposed to do?" she hissed.
Tristan just shook his head with an amused look on his face, enjoying her discomfort.
"Hi! I'm Todd. Mind if I sit down?" the guy in the red polo shirt asked.
"Not at all." Tristan said as he gestured at the chair. "I'm Tristan and this is Rory."
"Are you two…together?" Todd asked Tristan.
"No." he answered immediately ignoring the blatant hints from Rory to say the opposite.
"Good." He said heaving a sigh of relief. "I'm sorry. I've just got back in the dating scene after a bad break up and I'm glad I can still read the signs right."
"I have a boyfriend." Rory piped up.
"Oh I see. Mine just broke up with me. Do you have one?" Todd asked.
Tristan who had been taking pleasure in watching Rory squirm had not really been paying attention to the conversation. "One what?"
"A boyfriend?"
Tristan's mouth hung open, he was dumbfounded.
Rory was not though, "No they just broke up. It was tragic. He's been moping around for weeks. I keep telling him he has to start to date other guys." Her eyes were sparkling as she told the lie. Now this was payback.
"Oh really." Todd perked up at this information.
"Wait! No—I'm not—what I mean is." Tristan sputtered trying to regain his vocal capabilities. "I'm not gay." He said finally.
"Oh Tris, you don't have to pretend. I know how lonely you've been and Todd seems like a nice cute guy." Rory purred.
Tristan had a panicked look on his face, like a trapped animal. He grabbed his wallet threw some bills on the table and grabbed Rory's hand pulling her away from the table.
"Sorry but this is all a big misunderstanding. We have to go." He said rushing to the street.
"Bye!" called out Rory as she was dragged to the car.
By the time they had reached the car she was holding her aching sides as a result of the laughter. Tristan was bright red, from a mixture of both embarrassment and anger.
"Stop it." He yelled at the hysterically laughing girl. "It's not funny!"
"Oh but it is. The look on your face." She broke up laughing again. "Yeah he was checking me out, boy you were wrong. He was checking you out. I think you're losing player points here." She giggled.
"Just get in the car." He ordered.
"I—cant—breathe." She gasped trying to control the fits of laughter.
They managed to get in the car and on their way. By the time Tristan had pulled up to her beach house Rory's laughter had calmed down. She looked over at him, all tense and embarrassed. He was so cute. Without even thinking she leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.
"Thanks for giving me the laugh I needed." She said as she exited the car.
For the second time of the night he was speechless, the second her lips touched his cheek his brain ceased to function.
"Don't worry I won't tell anyone. Goodnight Tris." She called out as she entered her house.
He just rested his head against the steering wheel; the only thought in his mind was 'she kissed me.'
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