A/N: I'm a bit sad that I didn't get any reviews for Chapter 13, are
you guys still interested?
Chapter 15
Nothing so right
~~~
It was the morning of the Ball and Rory's stomach was doing battle with a mob of butterflies, she wasn't quite sure who was winning.
And sitting in close proximity to Jess wasn't helping, neither was the normally soothing brew of Luke's coffee which only proved to her just how nervous she truly was.
She couldn't help wandering with every glance between the two of them if Jess didn't regret his invitation but then he would grin at her or his eyes would twinkle and all her doubts would disappear.
This cycle continued on playing with her nerves until Jess was called upstairs.
She decided to talk to him so that it would end and she could actually enjoy her coffee.
"Okay, so I'll be over in a couple of minutes - " he was saying on the phone when she walked in.
The sight before her stopped her in her tracks.
He was shirtless, as in half naked, as in Oh my Gosh!
And that was just the back of him!
He was still unaware of her presence and Rory was fine to just stare as he rummaged through a bunch of clothes on his bed, throwing the phone among the pile.
He finally grabbed a black T-shirt and threw it over his head, turning around in the process.
He pulled the shirt down just as he faced her, covering his torso from her view but not before she caught a glimpse of his six pack and the black imprint on his hip.
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"Rory, Holy crap!" his heart sat in his throat. He really hadn't expected her to walk in on him and in a state of undress no less.
Then he caught the look on her face and the something that flashed in her eyes, making them appear bluer than usual if that were possible.
"Ror, is everything okay? You seem a bit dazed. Rory!" he asked a bit anxiously, stepping in front of her.
She took a half step back when he got closer, visibly starting. Jess saw that she was back from wherever she'd gone momentarily.
"What?" she asked blushing softly.
"Where'd you go?"
"Huh?"
"A moment ago - you were definitely some place else."
He brushed some stray hair from her face and tucked it behind her ear, caressing her cheek on the way back.
It was as if his hand was reading his heart, touching her the way he'd always dreamed of.
Her blush deepened and he found himself fascinated by the twin flags of colour staining her face, her eyes burning into his.
"Rory?" he asked gently.
"I was um nowhere um I mean I was right here." She stammered.
He didn't know how long they stood that way for, looking into each other's eyes, his hand touching her face.
But he knew the exact moment that she pulled away from him, that she regretted coming up to see him. He felt her step away before she actually did.
And it hurt.
"What's the matter?"
"Nothing."
"Then why'd you come up here?" he threw at her.
"I wanted to make sure about tonight - if you were - " she trailed off.
Jess felt as if he'd been doused by a bucket of ice.
"You mean you wanted to make sure the bad ass didn't bail and stand you up." He bit out in a huff.
Anger and disbelief ran through him
"That's not what I meant!" her anger met his.
"Then what?"
"I wanted to make sure that you didn't regret asking me, that you were sure." She said timidly.
Another bucket of ice.
"What?"
"I thought maybe you'd changed your mind."
"On the day of the Ball, you thought I'd tell you to forget about it?" he asked sinking onto his bed, not caring about the clothes on it.
"No - I don't know."
"Geez Ror, I thought things were different between us. Good even."
"They are!"
"Then why are you acting so strangely? And it's not just now either."
"What do you mean?"
"For the past week, you've hardly said a word to me. I'm not gonna bite you know, unless you want me to." The last remark just slipped in by habit.
But Rory didn't seem to notice and he was beginning to wander if he hadn't gotten it back to front.
"Are you sure it's me that's supposedly changing their mind?"
She looked at him in stupefaction.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Do you not want to go with me?" he asked even though he was terribly afraid of what the answer might be.
"Of course I want to go with you Jess! G-d how did this conversation end up so very confusing and wrong." She said distressed.
How he hated seeing her like this, he jumped up, his own hurt forgotten as he pulled her closer.
"Rory I'm sorry."
She looked up at him with eyes brimming with sadness and confusion and he was lost.
He stroked her hair once more, the feeling so much more intense than earlier.
And finally Jess had the courage to do what his heart yearned for. He tilted her face up, his eyes silently asking the question.
She answered by stepping in closer and ever so gently because he was afraid that she might break or worse still that he was dreaming, he leaned down and pressed his lips against hers.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Rory wanted to cry; the emotions were so overpowering. He was being so gentle and caring and she'd never felt anything like it.
He pulled away tentatively to look at her and she knew that he was asking again. This time she took the initiative, cupping his face and drawing him closer.
Still it wasn't enough - she pressed herself against him completely, snaking her hands through his hair, deepening the kiss until she felt at one with him.
And still that wasn't enough as the bottled up passions that were inside her since he'd arrived in Stars Hollow erupted.
Nothing else existed except the two of them and nothing had ever felt so right.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A/N: I wanted to prolong it as long as possible but I couldn't help myself. I'm not a very patient person really and so I made it happen. Rory and Jess kissing is so meant to be don't cha think? Let me know. next chapter = the Ball , I swear.
Chapter 15
Nothing so right
~~~
It was the morning of the Ball and Rory's stomach was doing battle with a mob of butterflies, she wasn't quite sure who was winning.
And sitting in close proximity to Jess wasn't helping, neither was the normally soothing brew of Luke's coffee which only proved to her just how nervous she truly was.
She couldn't help wandering with every glance between the two of them if Jess didn't regret his invitation but then he would grin at her or his eyes would twinkle and all her doubts would disappear.
This cycle continued on playing with her nerves until Jess was called upstairs.
She decided to talk to him so that it would end and she could actually enjoy her coffee.
"Okay, so I'll be over in a couple of minutes - " he was saying on the phone when she walked in.
The sight before her stopped her in her tracks.
He was shirtless, as in half naked, as in Oh my Gosh!
And that was just the back of him!
He was still unaware of her presence and Rory was fine to just stare as he rummaged through a bunch of clothes on his bed, throwing the phone among the pile.
He finally grabbed a black T-shirt and threw it over his head, turning around in the process.
He pulled the shirt down just as he faced her, covering his torso from her view but not before she caught a glimpse of his six pack and the black imprint on his hip.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Rory, Holy crap!" his heart sat in his throat. He really hadn't expected her to walk in on him and in a state of undress no less.
Then he caught the look on her face and the something that flashed in her eyes, making them appear bluer than usual if that were possible.
"Ror, is everything okay? You seem a bit dazed. Rory!" he asked a bit anxiously, stepping in front of her.
She took a half step back when he got closer, visibly starting. Jess saw that she was back from wherever she'd gone momentarily.
"What?" she asked blushing softly.
"Where'd you go?"
"Huh?"
"A moment ago - you were definitely some place else."
He brushed some stray hair from her face and tucked it behind her ear, caressing her cheek on the way back.
It was as if his hand was reading his heart, touching her the way he'd always dreamed of.
Her blush deepened and he found himself fascinated by the twin flags of colour staining her face, her eyes burning into his.
"Rory?" he asked gently.
"I was um nowhere um I mean I was right here." She stammered.
He didn't know how long they stood that way for, looking into each other's eyes, his hand touching her face.
But he knew the exact moment that she pulled away from him, that she regretted coming up to see him. He felt her step away before she actually did.
And it hurt.
"What's the matter?"
"Nothing."
"Then why'd you come up here?" he threw at her.
"I wanted to make sure about tonight - if you were - " she trailed off.
Jess felt as if he'd been doused by a bucket of ice.
"You mean you wanted to make sure the bad ass didn't bail and stand you up." He bit out in a huff.
Anger and disbelief ran through him
"That's not what I meant!" her anger met his.
"Then what?"
"I wanted to make sure that you didn't regret asking me, that you were sure." She said timidly.
Another bucket of ice.
"What?"
"I thought maybe you'd changed your mind."
"On the day of the Ball, you thought I'd tell you to forget about it?" he asked sinking onto his bed, not caring about the clothes on it.
"No - I don't know."
"Geez Ror, I thought things were different between us. Good even."
"They are!"
"Then why are you acting so strangely? And it's not just now either."
"What do you mean?"
"For the past week, you've hardly said a word to me. I'm not gonna bite you know, unless you want me to." The last remark just slipped in by habit.
But Rory didn't seem to notice and he was beginning to wander if he hadn't gotten it back to front.
"Are you sure it's me that's supposedly changing their mind?"
She looked at him in stupefaction.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Do you not want to go with me?" he asked even though he was terribly afraid of what the answer might be.
"Of course I want to go with you Jess! G-d how did this conversation end up so very confusing and wrong." She said distressed.
How he hated seeing her like this, he jumped up, his own hurt forgotten as he pulled her closer.
"Rory I'm sorry."
She looked up at him with eyes brimming with sadness and confusion and he was lost.
He stroked her hair once more, the feeling so much more intense than earlier.
And finally Jess had the courage to do what his heart yearned for. He tilted her face up, his eyes silently asking the question.
She answered by stepping in closer and ever so gently because he was afraid that she might break or worse still that he was dreaming, he leaned down and pressed his lips against hers.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Rory wanted to cry; the emotions were so overpowering. He was being so gentle and caring and she'd never felt anything like it.
He pulled away tentatively to look at her and she knew that he was asking again. This time she took the initiative, cupping his face and drawing him closer.
Still it wasn't enough - she pressed herself against him completely, snaking her hands through his hair, deepening the kiss until she felt at one with him.
And still that wasn't enough as the bottled up passions that were inside her since he'd arrived in Stars Hollow erupted.
Nothing else existed except the two of them and nothing had ever felt so right.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A/N: I wanted to prolong it as long as possible but I couldn't help myself. I'm not a very patient person really and so I made it happen. Rory and Jess kissing is so meant to be don't cha think? Let me know. next chapter = the Ball , I swear.
