Chapter 5
**********Tuesday-the following morning*********
A loud crash woke Rory up from her comfortable bed. She slowly sat up and wondered what was going on outside her bedroom. "Lane, are you okay?" inquired a very groggy Rory who was still trying to get used to the morning sunlight pouring inside her room.
"I just dropped my skillet, but fortunately my omelets are safe and nobody got hurt. You do realize that Dean is probably panicking right now." Lane said lightly as if omelets and soon to be ex-fiance belonged in the same sentence. "You know I love having you over, but you're getting married in a couple of months!"
"I didn't just take off, I left him a note after I had lunch with Tristan," Rory said casually. Stretching her arms in the air and letting out a big yawn, she finally decided to help her friend in the kitchen before Lane sets the apartment on fire.
"You had a lunch date with Tristan?! Mr. I'm-so-sexy Tristan Dugrey?!" shrieked Lane, "Why was I not informed of this last night?"
"Let me recall last night for you, if I remembered correctly you opened the door for me, turned around, walked to your room, closed your door, and not a single word came out of your mouth." Rory said with no malice in her voice and a small smile on her lips. She knew her friend was dead tired since the opening of her vintage record store. She also knew that no matter what day, hour, or situation, her best friend will always be there for her.
"I thought it was a dream, I actually got up to answer the door? Now enough about me, tell me what happened yesterday."
"I'd love to but if I don't leave now, I'll be late for work. I promise to call you from the office! And Lane, thanks."
"You never have to mention it Rory."
**********Coffee House*********
"Jake! How's my favorite person in the whole world?"
"I'm guessing from that question, you want a large cup of coffee to go and another large cup of my famous hazelnut latte to enjoy right here so you can tell me everything that has happened to you since I last saw you."
"Geez, you speak so much so early in the morning! Coffee before story."
Jake places a hot steaming cup of coffee in front of a very sleepy Rory.
"So are you going to sit there and drink your coffee?"
"Isn't that what people do at coffee shops?"
"Not when your life is fascinating, in that case, you have to tell the cute coffee guy everything."
"Well when Chad starts his shift tell him to come over because I have to tell him my story."
"Rory Gilmore, you are a tease. Come on, married life is boring, I need excitement."
"Do you mind tragedy?"
"I live for drama."
**************New York Times-Rory's Office (8:30am)**************
Rory walks in her corner office and realizes that her office looked more like her bedroom minus a bed. How could I possibly have all these stuff in here? She picks up a magazine that is five months outdated and throws it in the trash. Oh well, work before housecleaning. Her desk is the only place where it was neat and tidy. She turns on her computer and 'you have mail' pops up on the corner of her screen. Opening it up it says:
'Good Morning Ms. Rory Gilmore, look in the bottom right drawer. I knew that would bring a smile to your face.'
She quickly opens her drawer and sees a thermo filled with what tasted like Luke's coffee. Rory knew it was Jess who put it in there but how he managed to get the coffee is a total mystery. Pouring out a cupful of the aromatic coffee, she smiled to herself that it might not be so bad to have Jess around. Damn, the coffee is already getting to my brain.
Several hours and cups of coffee later, Rory finally finishes her cover story about the Galeki scandal. She's about to send her story to the editor when it hits her that Jess is the editor now. She has this silly image of Jess making paper planes and flying them out him window. Somehow this image of him suits him better than a workaholic editor in chief. She stares at the send buttom for a few seconds until finally getting the courage to press it. That wasn't so bad. She sees another message flashing in her mailbox; she opens it up and it says:
'Consciousness: that annoying time between naps. Rory save me! I'm so tired!'
She laughs and sends a quote of her own. Throughout the whole day this friendly exchange of emails has kept the tension between them to a minimum. Rory decides to tackle her biggest assignment to date and she so involved that she doesn't see the people outside her office leave or the sun go down outside her window.
Jess gets out of the elevator to drop off a package in the mailroom and as he was heading back to the elevator he sees that Rory's light is still on. He makes his way down the hallway and peeks into her office. He sees Rory furiously typing on the computer, biting on her pen, and her hair in a messy bun held up with a pencil. Jess should have quietly moved away from the doorway and left her alone but he could not feel ever being so mesmerize by the sight of her. So he cleared his throat and knocked softly on the doorframe.
Rory's head snaps up and the pen drops from her mouth. "What are you doing here?" she said with confusion in her voice.
"I had to drop off a package in the mailroom and I saw your light on. What are you doing here at 11:35 at night?" Jess inquired as he scanned the office where Rory practically lived in.
"I didn't realize it was so late." Rory said sheepishly. "Don't just stand there in the doorway, come in."
"Okay just for a while. What are you typing up?" Jess said as he slowly made his way inside.
"Hopefully something that will change my status of junior writer to a senior status. Would you mind reading it and tell me your honest opinion when your done?"
Jess walks behind her desk and stands behind her chair. He places one of his hands on the desk and the other on top of her chair. He bends down a little to read the screen but in doing so, his face is a few inches away from Rory's face.
Rory stops breathing when she feels the closeness of his face to hers.
Trying hard to concentrate on what he is reading, he finally finishes the article. "This story is really great Rory."
Turning her head she realizes that she is inches away from Jess's face. She whispers thanks before Jess's lips brushes hers, tentatively at first, then finally finding the courage to deepen the kiss. Rory stands up and wraps her arms around his neck. She begins to move her lips against his. Her body shivers at his gentle touch. He puts his arm around her waist, molding her to him. Wanting more, Jess grazes his tongue against her lips, begging for entrance. Rory responds with eagerness and joins him on the exploration.
Rory's heart races with the intensity of the kiss. She's painfully aware that she is falling once again with the boy who captured her heart so many years ago. Wait something feels different, the boy in her arms has grown into a man, his eyes carry a glimmer of wisdom, his touches refined, and his kisses more passionate and meaningful. This is not the same Jess that eagerly kissed her at every opportunity. No, his kisses are slower and more delicate as if he were savoring the lips that were denied from him for so many years.
Jess slowly guides her towards the couch, he stops and looks at her. Her stunning blue eyes looks at him curiously wondering why he stopped.
"You're so beautiful."
He softly lays her down on the couch but he feels Rory tense up.
"Jess….um…Dean and I never..." she couldn't seem to form the sentence.
"You and Dean never? Oh…" Jess said with joy that he couldn't hide from his voice. He lifted Rory's chin and looked deep into her eyes before bringing his mouth on hers. He could feel Rory relax as well as her confidence grow as she hastily tried to unbutton his shirt. Jess could feel Rory's frustration at the tiny little buttons. A small laugh escaped from him into her mouth. Rory replies with a moan and with great determination she manages to be the one on top. A very amused Jess takes this moment to look at Rory. With the last button finished, her hands slowly travel his chest feeling the muscles ripple under her fingertips. She brings her head down to his abs and gives him a trail of feather kiss and makes her way towards his nipple. She hears him gasp as she licked the tip.
Jess could feel his member pulsating in his pants. Her kisses were driving him to the brink of insanity. She can't have all the fun, he rips off her shirt and discards it on the floor. He cupped her breast in his hands and gently massaged them. She arched her back as he leaned forward to kiss and suckle her breast. He pushed against her letting her feel his erection through his pants. She gasped and pushed down against him making him bite down on her breast. He released her breast and grabbed both sides of her face making her look at him.
"I want you inside of me." She breathed against his wanting lips.
Ridding themselves of the clothing that were still left on, Jess guides his swollen cock into her slick entrance. He almost cried out at the feel of her tight warmth enclosing him and her soft moans. Rory began to move on him and he placed his hands on her hips helping her set a speed and rhythm. She began to move faster and harder but he tightened his grip and slowed her motions teasing her as he lifted her so that he's almost slid out. He paused then pulled her hard and fast against him, sliding in deeper than he would have thought possible. Rory was almost out of her mind by this point.
"JESS!!!" She gasped. Her body stiffened and then she let out a soft cry as she quickly climaxed. Wanting to make it last, Jess slows down the pace. He entered again with one, long stroke. Jess moved rhythmically, each time Rory arched to meet him, helping and guiding him deep.
Suddenly there was no control left in either one of them. Jess was lost in the feel of Rory and she knew that she had never experienced anything quite like what she was feeling at this moment. She rode him harder and faster until with a cry she felt her second orgasm overtake her sending waves of electricity rushing through her body.
As she slowed, Jess's hands were on her hips keeping her moving and prolonging her climax. Finally he let out a cry of his own and she felt him convulsing inside of her. His hands came up around her back and she collapsed in a heap on his strong chest, still joined intimately with him.
She fit inside of him so perfectly. He had always known she would. He breathed in her scent, closed his eyes, and reveled in just being with her. Finally being with her.
**********Tuesday-the following morning*********
A loud crash woke Rory up from her comfortable bed. She slowly sat up and wondered what was going on outside her bedroom. "Lane, are you okay?" inquired a very groggy Rory who was still trying to get used to the morning sunlight pouring inside her room.
"I just dropped my skillet, but fortunately my omelets are safe and nobody got hurt. You do realize that Dean is probably panicking right now." Lane said lightly as if omelets and soon to be ex-fiance belonged in the same sentence. "You know I love having you over, but you're getting married in a couple of months!"
"I didn't just take off, I left him a note after I had lunch with Tristan," Rory said casually. Stretching her arms in the air and letting out a big yawn, she finally decided to help her friend in the kitchen before Lane sets the apartment on fire.
"You had a lunch date with Tristan?! Mr. I'm-so-sexy Tristan Dugrey?!" shrieked Lane, "Why was I not informed of this last night?"
"Let me recall last night for you, if I remembered correctly you opened the door for me, turned around, walked to your room, closed your door, and not a single word came out of your mouth." Rory said with no malice in her voice and a small smile on her lips. She knew her friend was dead tired since the opening of her vintage record store. She also knew that no matter what day, hour, or situation, her best friend will always be there for her.
"I thought it was a dream, I actually got up to answer the door? Now enough about me, tell me what happened yesterday."
"I'd love to but if I don't leave now, I'll be late for work. I promise to call you from the office! And Lane, thanks."
"You never have to mention it Rory."
**********Coffee House*********
"Jake! How's my favorite person in the whole world?"
"I'm guessing from that question, you want a large cup of coffee to go and another large cup of my famous hazelnut latte to enjoy right here so you can tell me everything that has happened to you since I last saw you."
"Geez, you speak so much so early in the morning! Coffee before story."
Jake places a hot steaming cup of coffee in front of a very sleepy Rory.
"So are you going to sit there and drink your coffee?"
"Isn't that what people do at coffee shops?"
"Not when your life is fascinating, in that case, you have to tell the cute coffee guy everything."
"Well when Chad starts his shift tell him to come over because I have to tell him my story."
"Rory Gilmore, you are a tease. Come on, married life is boring, I need excitement."
"Do you mind tragedy?"
"I live for drama."
**************New York Times-Rory's Office (8:30am)**************
Rory walks in her corner office and realizes that her office looked more like her bedroom minus a bed. How could I possibly have all these stuff in here? She picks up a magazine that is five months outdated and throws it in the trash. Oh well, work before housecleaning. Her desk is the only place where it was neat and tidy. She turns on her computer and 'you have mail' pops up on the corner of her screen. Opening it up it says:
'Good Morning Ms. Rory Gilmore, look in the bottom right drawer. I knew that would bring a smile to your face.'
She quickly opens her drawer and sees a thermo filled with what tasted like Luke's coffee. Rory knew it was Jess who put it in there but how he managed to get the coffee is a total mystery. Pouring out a cupful of the aromatic coffee, she smiled to herself that it might not be so bad to have Jess around. Damn, the coffee is already getting to my brain.
Several hours and cups of coffee later, Rory finally finishes her cover story about the Galeki scandal. She's about to send her story to the editor when it hits her that Jess is the editor now. She has this silly image of Jess making paper planes and flying them out him window. Somehow this image of him suits him better than a workaholic editor in chief. She stares at the send buttom for a few seconds until finally getting the courage to press it. That wasn't so bad. She sees another message flashing in her mailbox; she opens it up and it says:
'Consciousness: that annoying time between naps. Rory save me! I'm so tired!'
She laughs and sends a quote of her own. Throughout the whole day this friendly exchange of emails has kept the tension between them to a minimum. Rory decides to tackle her biggest assignment to date and she so involved that she doesn't see the people outside her office leave or the sun go down outside her window.
Jess gets out of the elevator to drop off a package in the mailroom and as he was heading back to the elevator he sees that Rory's light is still on. He makes his way down the hallway and peeks into her office. He sees Rory furiously typing on the computer, biting on her pen, and her hair in a messy bun held up with a pencil. Jess should have quietly moved away from the doorway and left her alone but he could not feel ever being so mesmerize by the sight of her. So he cleared his throat and knocked softly on the doorframe.
Rory's head snaps up and the pen drops from her mouth. "What are you doing here?" she said with confusion in her voice.
"I had to drop off a package in the mailroom and I saw your light on. What are you doing here at 11:35 at night?" Jess inquired as he scanned the office where Rory practically lived in.
"I didn't realize it was so late." Rory said sheepishly. "Don't just stand there in the doorway, come in."
"Okay just for a while. What are you typing up?" Jess said as he slowly made his way inside.
"Hopefully something that will change my status of junior writer to a senior status. Would you mind reading it and tell me your honest opinion when your done?"
Jess walks behind her desk and stands behind her chair. He places one of his hands on the desk and the other on top of her chair. He bends down a little to read the screen but in doing so, his face is a few inches away from Rory's face.
Rory stops breathing when she feels the closeness of his face to hers.
Trying hard to concentrate on what he is reading, he finally finishes the article. "This story is really great Rory."
Turning her head she realizes that she is inches away from Jess's face. She whispers thanks before Jess's lips brushes hers, tentatively at first, then finally finding the courage to deepen the kiss. Rory stands up and wraps her arms around his neck. She begins to move her lips against his. Her body shivers at his gentle touch. He puts his arm around her waist, molding her to him. Wanting more, Jess grazes his tongue against her lips, begging for entrance. Rory responds with eagerness and joins him on the exploration.
Rory's heart races with the intensity of the kiss. She's painfully aware that she is falling once again with the boy who captured her heart so many years ago. Wait something feels different, the boy in her arms has grown into a man, his eyes carry a glimmer of wisdom, his touches refined, and his kisses more passionate and meaningful. This is not the same Jess that eagerly kissed her at every opportunity. No, his kisses are slower and more delicate as if he were savoring the lips that were denied from him for so many years.
Jess slowly guides her towards the couch, he stops and looks at her. Her stunning blue eyes looks at him curiously wondering why he stopped.
"You're so beautiful."
He softly lays her down on the couch but he feels Rory tense up.
"Jess….um…Dean and I never..." she couldn't seem to form the sentence.
"You and Dean never? Oh…" Jess said with joy that he couldn't hide from his voice. He lifted Rory's chin and looked deep into her eyes before bringing his mouth on hers. He could feel Rory relax as well as her confidence grow as she hastily tried to unbutton his shirt. Jess could feel Rory's frustration at the tiny little buttons. A small laugh escaped from him into her mouth. Rory replies with a moan and with great determination she manages to be the one on top. A very amused Jess takes this moment to look at Rory. With the last button finished, her hands slowly travel his chest feeling the muscles ripple under her fingertips. She brings her head down to his abs and gives him a trail of feather kiss and makes her way towards his nipple. She hears him gasp as she licked the tip.
Jess could feel his member pulsating in his pants. Her kisses were driving him to the brink of insanity. She can't have all the fun, he rips off her shirt and discards it on the floor. He cupped her breast in his hands and gently massaged them. She arched her back as he leaned forward to kiss and suckle her breast. He pushed against her letting her feel his erection through his pants. She gasped and pushed down against him making him bite down on her breast. He released her breast and grabbed both sides of her face making her look at him.
"I want you inside of me." She breathed against his wanting lips.
Ridding themselves of the clothing that were still left on, Jess guides his swollen cock into her slick entrance. He almost cried out at the feel of her tight warmth enclosing him and her soft moans. Rory began to move on him and he placed his hands on her hips helping her set a speed and rhythm. She began to move faster and harder but he tightened his grip and slowed her motions teasing her as he lifted her so that he's almost slid out. He paused then pulled her hard and fast against him, sliding in deeper than he would have thought possible. Rory was almost out of her mind by this point.
"JESS!!!" She gasped. Her body stiffened and then she let out a soft cry as she quickly climaxed. Wanting to make it last, Jess slows down the pace. He entered again with one, long stroke. Jess moved rhythmically, each time Rory arched to meet him, helping and guiding him deep.
Suddenly there was no control left in either one of them. Jess was lost in the feel of Rory and she knew that she had never experienced anything quite like what she was feeling at this moment. She rode him harder and faster until with a cry she felt her second orgasm overtake her sending waves of electricity rushing through her body.
As she slowed, Jess's hands were on her hips keeping her moving and prolonging her climax. Finally he let out a cry of his own and she felt him convulsing inside of her. His hands came up around her back and she collapsed in a heap on his strong chest, still joined intimately with him.
She fit inside of him so perfectly. He had always known she would. He breathed in her scent, closed his eyes, and reveled in just being with her. Finally being with her.