Sorry I haven't updated in forever. Here's the next chapter. Also, I noticed I stopped the changing POVs. There won't be anymore POVs. There's more, in the previous chapter I changed what she had on to jeans and a t-shirt.
Too Together
The Store
AN: I know everyone hates me. All I can say is sorry. BTW when I start talking about science don't take it for fact. I hate science and math.
After a short, enjoyable car ride, Tristan turned the car into the parking lot of a huge mall. He found a parking space and they both climbed out.
"So where are we headed?" Rory asked after the two were inside the mall.
"Well it doesn't matter to me. You're the one looking for a suit," Tristan replied.
"Yeah, but have I ever been here? No," Rory said answering her own question. "So you have to show me around. So pick a place."
"Okay let's try Oasis. It's got lots of cool junk," Tristan suggested.
"All right. Lead the way."
They entered the store and looked around for a few minutes, before Rory called Tristan over to look at a sit she had picked up.
"How about this one?" Rory asked holding the suit up.
"It's all black," Tristan replied.
"I can see that."
"It's ugly. How about this?" Tristan held up a skimpy yellow bikini. "I think it's your color."
"Hell no, no way. Ooh, I've got an idea. Let's both take 10 minutes and go around and pick out a bunch of suits. Then I'll try them all on. That way it won't take so long."
"Umm… good idea," Tristan said immediately thinking of all the tight little bikinis he could pick out for her.
"One condition." Rory said interrupting his daydreams.
"Yes?"
"I'm not trying on anything that could double as tooth floss."
"All right I have some conditions too."
"Who said you could have conditions?"
"No one said. I made up my own mind. Anyway, if I promise not to grab any thongs you have to, one, try on whatever I bring over; and two you have to let me see them."
Rory studied him for a moment. " As long as you don't pick anything Pamela Anderson Lee would wear, we got a deal."
"Deal."
Tristan headed one way in the store and Rory the other. Rory grabbed another black one piece but with a different cut, she also pulled a blue Hawaiian tankini off the rack. She mainly grabbed those types of suits. She skipped over the bikinis entirely. She had a feeling Tristan would handle that department. Her feeling was right. Tristan was pulling down bright red, and orange, and blue triangular pieces of clothes. If he spotted a sexy one piece or tankini he'd gab that, too. But nothing conservative because he knew Rory would be all over that task.
Ten minutes went by fast and the next thing they knew they had about forty suits in a chair piled up outside the dressing room.
"This is gonna take forever. I can't try on all these suits," Rory stated.
"Yes you can. We've got hours before the park closes. They stay open late. Besides we still have almost a whole week; we can go there as many times as you want," Tristan assured her.
"Fine. Gimme the first one."
"Close your eyes."
"No."
"Close 'em."
"Why?"
"Then you can't say no to the one I hand you."
"Fine, but you have to close your eyes, too; when you pick. Oh, and you can't go feeling around trying to pick a certain suit. And you have ten seconds to do it."
"Fine."
They both closed their eyes and Rory turned towards the dressing room. She figured her stipulations would make it impossible to find one of his ridiculous picks for her to try. So she started counting. But as nice and truthful as Tristan had been so far he could not let this opportunity pass so he peaked to see if Rory had her eyes open, she didn't so he opened his and looked through the pile of suits until he pulled up the Hawaiian printed tankini. The bottoms had two elastic bands on each side, which ensured the showing of some hip skin. The thought was enough to make Tristan almost drool. He quickly closed his eyes again and then addressed Rory.
"Here," Tristan said tapping Rory's shoulder and then handing over the suit.
Rory opened her eyes and turned to face Tristan's closed on and his hand holding out the suit.
"You can open your eyes now," Rory said "you know, I kinda like this suit. I think I'll just buy it now."
"NO!!" Tristan yelled, "uh…you should try it on first. Um, what if it doesn't fit right?"
"Yeah, okay you have a point. Alright give me a minute," Rory said and walked into the dressing room.
Tristan sat down in the chair next to the pile of suits and sighed in relief. Even though he knew he'd be seeing her in the suits soon enough he didn't want to wait that long. He just imagine the way the halter top part of the suit would fit to her upper body like a glove. He saw the smooth skin of the sides of her hips that would show between the two thin elastic bands on the sides of the bottom piece of the suit. He could practically feel the three inches of waist underneath his fingertips. He could also feel his desire for her "rising" so to speak. This could be a highly embarrassing situation for him so he had to think of something none-sexual and none- Rory related. School! That could work—school, science. After spring break they were gonna be studying single cell reproduction. Single-celled organisms reproduce asexually.
Asexually.
Sexually.
Sex.
Rory.
Pick another topic! This one wasn't working—sports, basketball. Basketball was a perfectly. It took skill and was a very physical sport. He always got sweaty and it did wonders for helping him relax. Uh oh.
Sweat.
Skin slick with sweat.
Slick.
Lick.
Rory.
Not again, what the hell could he think of. He glanced over and noticed a tired looking woman pulling a kid of about 8 around the store—kids were a safe topic. He luckily started feeling calmer. Then Rory walked out of the dressing room.
"How does it look?" Rory asked over her shoulder at Tristan but not taking her eyes off the mirrors around her. When he didn't reply she turned to look at him. "Did you hear me?"
"Huh, what?" Tristan asked finally and reluctantly tearing his eyes away from her body.
"I asked how you thought it looked?
"I think yo…I mean, it looks per…perfect," the words stumbling and tripping out of his mouth.
"Really? Yeah it's pretty cool. You ready to go?" Rory asked. When Tristan mumbled yes, Rory walked back into the dressing room and put on her pants. She kept the suit on and just pulled the tag off to take to the register. She put her shirt
in her bag and pulled her jean jacket on over the suit top. She then walked out the dressing room to grab Tristan and lead him over to the register.
"Hi, I'm buying this suit," Rory said and pulled her jacket open to reveal the top. She handed the clerk the price tag, who then rung up the sale and handed Rory back her receipt. Rory and Tristan walked out of the store and through the mall and out to his car.
"Time for Disneyland," Rory said.
"I can't wait" replied Tristan.