DISCLAIMERS: I don't own any of this except for the story lines.
PAIRINGS: R/J and maybe L/L later.
DISTRIBUTION: Sure, but first email me so I'll know where this story is going to.
A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in such a long time! After school started, I've been so busy with homework and tests and everything. But now we have winter break (although that's ending soon) so I actually have some free time to write now! Plus, it's my birthday so I guess this is my present to you guys....REVIEW PLEASE!!
Another A/N: SOrry if that was a bit sappy and so short!
**I started this story during the summer and it follows a completely different story lines than the season premiere of season three.
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Sunset Musings
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"So how've you been?" asked Rory, hesitantly.
"Good. You?"
"Good."
"How was Washington?" he asked, with a hint of accusation.
Rory avoided his eyes, knowing full well that she ignored him for the rest of that week before she left. "It was...illuminating."
"Really. Huh."
Awkward silence hung in the air and Rory was about to inquire about the book Jess was holding when Shane appeared.
"There you are! I couldn't find you anywhere."
"Oh yeah, this is such a big place that one can easily get lost," said Rory, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
"You again?" Shane asked, missing the implied insult.
"Me leaving." She brushed past Jess to get a copy of the book he was holding..."The Count of Monte Cristo" and walked up to the cash register without a backward glance.
Jess watched her go with a faint smile on his face.
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Rory found herself wandering around Stars Hollow, book still in the bookstore's cellophane bag. She had read it a few years ago but didn't own it. It was a book about betrayl and vengence...
Lost in her thoughts, Rory saw that she was at the bridge, the afternoon sun dancing off of the water. Standing still for a moment, she debated whether to turn around and go home but shrugged, sat down and started to read.
So absorbed in the book, she didn't even notice when Jess walked out of the woods and sat down next to her. He leaned towards her and said, "I'm guessing you like it."
"Wha--?" Rory turned quickly and met his deep brown eyes. She could see the laughter in them, the almost boyish charm. Night shadows already started to cover them. There was absolute silence, except for the chirping of the crickets which reassured Rory that all of this was real. Their eyes were suspended, downing in each other, wishing...
"I said, I'm guessing you like the book. Seeing how you were so entranced that you didn't even notice me." laughed Jess, with a mock hurt look on his face.
Rory smiled. She forgot about the world outside them, the number of letters that started with "Dear Jess" still stuffed in her suitcase that she never sent while she was in Washington, Shane. "Oh look Jess," she gasped as she grabbed his arm.
Jess followed her gaze and saw the sun was setting, streaking the sky with glorious shades of red, orange, and tinted edges of pink. He turned and looked at Rory, her luminous blue eyes glowing, and whispered, "Rory."
She heard it, and realized her hand was still on his arm. He took her other hand into his and leaned forward, touching his lips to hers in the lightest of kisses. He pulled back and looked into her eyes once more, noting the dazed expression as she quickly looked down at the water, avoiding his pensive gaze. "Rory, look at me," Jess softly said. And then he kissed her again.
The kiss could've lasted five seconds or five minutes...time seemed to stand still. She twined her arms around his neck and clung to him, steeped in him. Rory barely noticed when she laid down to get in a more comfortable position and how she pulled him down with her. She had practically lived on the memory of that one fateful kiss at Sookie's wedding throughout the summer. That memory was nothing compared to reality.
Her hands were running through his dark hair and his lips traveled down to the base of her neck, alternating licking, sucking, and little nips with his teeth. A small moan came from her throat, which surprised her so much that she pulled away from him. where did that come from? She had never even felt the desire to moan when Dean kissed her.
"You're not going to run again, are you?" Jess asked, somewhat hesitant.
TBC.................
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PAIRINGS: R/J and maybe L/L later.
DISTRIBUTION: Sure, but first email me so I'll know where this story is going to.
A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in such a long time! After school started, I've been so busy with homework and tests and everything. But now we have winter break (although that's ending soon) so I actually have some free time to write now! Plus, it's my birthday so I guess this is my present to you guys....REVIEW PLEASE!!
Another A/N: SOrry if that was a bit sappy and so short!
**I started this story during the summer and it follows a completely different story lines than the season premiere of season three.
^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^
Sunset Musings
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"So how've you been?" asked Rory, hesitantly.
"Good. You?"
"Good."
"How was Washington?" he asked, with a hint of accusation.
Rory avoided his eyes, knowing full well that she ignored him for the rest of that week before she left. "It was...illuminating."
"Really. Huh."
Awkward silence hung in the air and Rory was about to inquire about the book Jess was holding when Shane appeared.
"There you are! I couldn't find you anywhere."
"Oh yeah, this is such a big place that one can easily get lost," said Rory, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
"You again?" Shane asked, missing the implied insult.
"Me leaving." She brushed past Jess to get a copy of the book he was holding..."The Count of Monte Cristo" and walked up to the cash register without a backward glance.
Jess watched her go with a faint smile on his face.
********
Rory found herself wandering around Stars Hollow, book still in the bookstore's cellophane bag. She had read it a few years ago but didn't own it. It was a book about betrayl and vengence...
Lost in her thoughts, Rory saw that she was at the bridge, the afternoon sun dancing off of the water. Standing still for a moment, she debated whether to turn around and go home but shrugged, sat down and started to read.
So absorbed in the book, she didn't even notice when Jess walked out of the woods and sat down next to her. He leaned towards her and said, "I'm guessing you like it."
"Wha--?" Rory turned quickly and met his deep brown eyes. She could see the laughter in them, the almost boyish charm. Night shadows already started to cover them. There was absolute silence, except for the chirping of the crickets which reassured Rory that all of this was real. Their eyes were suspended, downing in each other, wishing...
"I said, I'm guessing you like the book. Seeing how you were so entranced that you didn't even notice me." laughed Jess, with a mock hurt look on his face.
Rory smiled. She forgot about the world outside them, the number of letters that started with "Dear Jess" still stuffed in her suitcase that she never sent while she was in Washington, Shane. "Oh look Jess," she gasped as she grabbed his arm.
Jess followed her gaze and saw the sun was setting, streaking the sky with glorious shades of red, orange, and tinted edges of pink. He turned and looked at Rory, her luminous blue eyes glowing, and whispered, "Rory."
She heard it, and realized her hand was still on his arm. He took her other hand into his and leaned forward, touching his lips to hers in the lightest of kisses. He pulled back and looked into her eyes once more, noting the dazed expression as she quickly looked down at the water, avoiding his pensive gaze. "Rory, look at me," Jess softly said. And then he kissed her again.
The kiss could've lasted five seconds or five minutes...time seemed to stand still. She twined her arms around his neck and clung to him, steeped in him. Rory barely noticed when she laid down to get in a more comfortable position and how she pulled him down with her. She had practically lived on the memory of that one fateful kiss at Sookie's wedding throughout the summer. That memory was nothing compared to reality.
Her hands were running through his dark hair and his lips traveled down to the base of her neck, alternating licking, sucking, and little nips with his teeth. A small moan came from her throat, which surprised her so much that she pulled away from him. where did that come from? She had never even felt the desire to moan when Dean kissed her.
"You're not going to run again, are you?" Jess asked, somewhat hesitant.
TBC.................
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