Im back with an update...as for the question if I know where this fic is going, the answer is a no for I am winging it. I do hope you enjoy this as much as I am writing this. Thanks for all the great reviews, it is what keep going. Seriously. So please review...even if its just one word.

About the leaps in time...im sorry for doing this, I know its confusing but bare with me. As for why they couldn't be together lets just say its the whole Romeo and Juliet situation. The Gilmores and the Dugreys are in a fight...ill leave the rest up for imagination. Sorry for not explaining this in the story, I just didn't want to.

Ok loves...read on.

-Jen

January 01

His thumb trailed her bottom lip, so lightly she barley felt it. Barely. The tingles already present in her spine, her lip trembling at the touch. His thumb tracing her jawline in the most taunting manner, eyes locked the entire time.

A moment ago they had been waiting for the sun to set. Both idly silent in comfort. The only noise of the tapping of his feet, and the wind rustling through the trees. She tensed, feeling his arm snake across her neck, landing on her shoulder, an innocent gesture on his part. Creating circles with his thumb, she quickly drew away as far as she could without falling off the bench. Her arm still tingling from his touch.

"Whats the matter?" She had failed to hear the disappointment in his voice accompanied by a sigh. Her attention now caught by the swirls of pink in the sky, gasping at its beauty, absent mindedly inching her way towards him, she rested her head on his shoulder.

"I love you." His words whispered so quiet it was almost inaudible. Almost. A quick jerk of her head to face him, meeting his eyes with wide curious ones.

A strand of her hair pushed behind her ear.

"I still taste our last kiss." His voice husky, laced with intimacy. Her mind quickly thought back to that day, that day that had haunted her dreams, her thoughts, days after. That day of Madelines party, when she had found him so vulnerable, so irresistible. He kissed her, and for a moment surrendered by curiosity she kissed back.

But this times different, her ache for his lips was much stronger, her doubts now lost in her dreadful desire. Bringing his lips to her ear the words "I still feel you everywhere" rolled off his tongue with layers of longing. The desire roaring inside of her.

Without a moments hesitation her lips hungrily devoured his. His tongue so gentle, but so intense at the same time. That kiss was the kiss. That kiss washed away all her doubts. That kiss promised more to come.

They spent the night at her place.

ok...ya know the drill folks!

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