SPOILERS - None.
SUMMARY - Same as the other chapters, PG-13
DISCLAIMER - The WB, Amy Sherman-Palladino, et al owns it all.
A/N: The Jacuzzi scene with the bubbles really DID happen with me and my
husband at a resort!
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Chapter Thirteen (Sunday)
As we drove to the airport, Rory chattered on and on about the wedding. "It was so magical, the tiny twinkle lights in all the trees, and the white and silver candles! And the fake snow spread around the entrance to the inn was so cute! And the centerpieces with the lights in them! And the cascades of flowers on the chuppah were so great, I'm glad we let Grandma's florist take care of all of that, and mom's dress was so perfect, and you guys looked so great in your black tuxes, and the string quartet was so great - okay, not so great when Drella broke into that Black Sabbath song, but." she gushed. I started to feel guilty that I wouldn't be giving all of that to her, and started to doubt that she actually wanted to get married when we got to the islands.
"Rory, you know we don't have to get married when we get to St. Lucia. We can wait and get married in Stars Hollow." I said, interrupting her rant. "I know that the people in town are important to you, so we can just."
"No, no! Oh, Jess, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make it sound like I wanted the same thing, I just meant that it was perfect for them!" she said apologetically.
"Okay, but the offer still stands if you change your mind," I said and reached across to hold her hand as I drove. She held my hand and circled to top of it absently with her thumb.
We turned in the rental car and before you knew it, we were in the air on the way to the islands. As we circled before touching down, Rory turned to me with panic as she saw the beautiful beaches and sparkling blue ocean. "Oh no, I don't even have a bathing suit with me!" she whined. I smiled. Same old Rory.
"Not to worry, that's what stores are for," I laughed. "It's not like I have anything for the islands either. I haven't been home in over a month and last time I checked there weren't too many beaches in London." She looked at me with wide eyes.
"Really? A month? Is that.normal? For you to not been home for a month at a time?" she said cautiously. I could tell she was imagining that I would be disappearing from her for weeks at a time.
I chucked, finding it really sweet that she would miss me like that. "Nah, the most I'm usually away is a week or so per assignment, it just worked out this time with the Europe trip that I was out for longer, and with the unscheduled and unplanned stop in Stars Hollow, it's just been a while since I've been home. No big deal. It's not like it's a home, home. It's more like someplace to store my books and my clothes, that's all. It's not like I've had any reason, or any ONE to come home to, so I think things might change from now on." I said with a smirk, looking lovingly into her eyes.
"Good," she said, kissing me on the cheek and snuggling against my arm. I went to pick up the rental car while Rory waited for our luggage. We drove to the northern end of the island to the Rainbow Hotel, the nicest hotel on the island.
We dropped off our luggage after checking in and drove to the Charles Mall - a sprawling modern complex. I was a little surprised to see a mall on the island, but it had everything we needed. Rory picked out a tropical bikini and teased me mercilessly until I agreed to buy a pair of tropical swim trunks with huge flowers on them. I warned her that I would NOT be wearing those shorts when Luke and Lorelai were around. I could just imagine Luke snorting and making a comment about them. I bought other shorts - khaki and white as well as a couple casual shirts and a pair of boat shoes. Rory came around the corner with a pile of shirts and shorts and three more bathing suits. I just laughed out loud.
"Geez! How long are you going to be here?" I teased. She looked at me sheepishly, but I could tell she had no intention of putting any of her choices back. "Here, give me that," I gestured to the pile and she added it to the pile of clothes that I had picked out.
"Jess, you don't have to pay for me, I do have my own money, too, you know," she teased.
"Not a problem," I winked, and gave the sales clerk my credit card. "But if you have to buy another suitcase to get all your stuff home, that's going to be YOUR problem!" I laughed.
We got back to the hotel and changed into our new clothes. Rory wore her tropical bikini with a sarong skirt, pulling her hair up into a bun with a brightly colored hair clip. I put on a button-up tropical shirt and my khaki shorts, leaving the shirt untucked and unbuttoned. "Ooh, I LIKE the tropical Jess," Rory purred, running her hands over my bare chest, sending chills through me, and getting me aroused.
"Huh," I answered, wrapping my arms around her waist. "So, does this mean you want to stay in the room instead, or are we going to get something to eat?" I smiled and raised an eyebrow at her.
"Oh, yeah, food!!" she said excitedly, her eyes wide. "Let's go!" she said, grabbing my hand. I had barely enough time to grab the keycard and my wallet and she had me out the door. We went to the poolside tiki bar and sat at a table. I had a salad and Rory had a burger and we both enjoyed one of those quirky tropical drinks that come in a coconut with an umbrella. She seemed to take so much enjoyment from it; I could only laugh when she tucked her drink umbrella into her hair.
"Oh boy," I laughed, rolling my eyes at her and she swatted my arm affectionately. I took her hand and we walked around the pool and headed for the beach area. It was 4:30 and the sun would be setting around 7:00 according to the flyer in our room. We walked along the water's edge, hand in hand, letting the small waves encircle our ankles as we walked, only stopping when Rory would bend over to pick up a seashell.
"This is so perfect here, I can't imagine a nicer place to get married," she turned and smiled at me, encircling her arms around my neck.
"Oh yeah?" I asked, wrapping my arms around her waist, pulling her into a long kiss.
"Yeah," she sighed after we broke the kiss, resting her head on my chest, holding me tight. I could only think of that night when we met at the gas station after she went with her mother to Yale. She told me she was glad I didn't smoke the cigarette I had with me. I had said 'oh yeah?' and she said 'yeah' the same way she just did. I got butterflies in my stomach reliving that moment. We were such different people then. Well, I guess you could say that I was definitely a different person back then. We stood there for a few minutes, just holding each other. "Hey, Jess?" she said quietly, breaking the silence.
"Yeah?" I answered.
"Why don't we go back and get another round of those coconut thingies and come back here and wait for the sun to set?" she said dreamily.
"As you wish," I answered with a nod, drifting back down memory lane to the night we studied, got ice cream and drove around Stars Hollow, wrecked her car. Ugh. Why did I have to think of that? "Why don't you grab a beach towel and get us a good spot? I'll be right back." She went over a grabbed a towel from the bin and headed toward the water's edge. I went back over to the tiki bar and got two more drinks. I came back and sat down on the towel behind her, with my legs on either side of her, handing her the coconut drink and kissing the side of her neck.
"Mmm," she said, taking a sip. I'm not sure if she was moaning over the drink or my lips on her neck. But I didn't care. We were together, sitting on a beach at sunset. I would have never through this day would come. We sat there until the sun had set, then went back to our room to change for dinner. "Oh my god! Look at this Jacuzzi tub!" Rory remarked as she went into the bathroom to freshen her makeup. There was a container of bubble bath on the rim of the tub. "We are definitely going to have to use that later!" she said with excitement.
"You won't get any complaints from me," I commented. It was fun to see someone impressed with a hotel room. I guess I'm pretty jaded from all the traveling that I do. I'd just settle to be in the same place for a while, to actually know where the bathroom is when I wake up in the middle of the night. I never thought I'd feel so road-hard, but I think with the non- stop travel and the emotional roller coaster I've been on the last week, I'm sure that's why I'm not feeling overly enthusiastic. Rory seemed to just brush off my comment without a thought - she probably realizes that I'm not as easily impressed with material things. Which would be right, of course.
We had a quiet dinner in the hotel restaurant, followed by a moonlit walk on the beach. "I wonder if mom and Luke are doing the same thing on their island, right now," Rory said dreamily. I laughed.
"Knowing your mother, she's probably dragging Luke all through the island trying to find a decent cup of coffee," I chuckled. Rory nodded and laughed too.
We went back upstairs and Rory filled the tub with far too many bubbles. I turned the dimmer switch until the room was just barely illuminated, then opened the window. The strains of a steel drum band at the pool drifted into the room, as well as a cool ocean breeze. "That's so nice!" she said, slipping into the warm water, motioning for me to join her. I took my clothes off and joined her in the tub, letting the water and bubbles surround me.
"Rory, be careful," I warned as she hit the jets to the Jacuzzi. Suddenly there were twice as many bubbles in the tub, and they were going over the side, quickly heading out the bathroom towards the carpet in the main bedroom.
"Oops!" she laughed, turning the jets off. "What should we do now?" she started to get out in a panic.
"Relax, they'll stop," I laughed back at her. "Anyway, I'm sure it isn't the first time it's happened," I reassured her. She relaxed back into the bubbles. I grabbed her arms and pulled her on top of me until she was straddling me, wrapping her arms around my neck to keep from sliding off. I pulled her to me and kissed her, my arousal obvious against her and she let out a moan as she lowered herself onto me, taking the lead. We made love, carelessly splashing more water and bubbles in the process.
We got out of the tub, put on our hotel robes and collapsed onto the bed, exhausted. Rory drifted off into sleep almost immediately. I always envied her for being able to do that - I guess she didn't experience the constant brain wars that I seemed to have on a regular basis. I lay there for almost an hour before I quietly slipped out of bed and grabbed the in- room breakfast menu and went into the bathroom, shutting the door. I switched the tub lever so that it would drain and used a few of the towels to mop up some of the bubbles and water that was still all over the floor. I filled out the breakfast form, threw the wet towels into the now-empty tub and quietly put the order form on the outside of the door. I took my robe off and laid it across the bottom of the bed, pulling the covers back the best I could without waking Rory. I set the clock alarm, and then crawled over to her, slowly slipping the half-knot of her robe and pulling the two sides apart. Rory rolled onto her back, still mostly asleep, but somehow aware of my actions. I drank in her naked body, first with my eyes and then with my lips, caressing her with kisses from her ankles up to her face. Her moans alerted me that she had woken up, and her kiss was demanding when I had come close enough for her to take my face in her hands. I pushed the robe completely off of her and we made love again. It felt so right. I didn't have to keep my eyes open anymore - it was Rory whether my eyes were open or closed. We both fell into a deep slumber completely content.
END OF CHAPTER THIRTEEN
.to be continued!
Whew! I know it's a lot of filler, but I wanted to set up their arrival day (thanks to StLucia.com for the info on the hotel and mall!). Coming up.Monday brings a breakfast in bed, Jess working - meeting the other couple for an interview, meeting up with the hotel staff and also making wedding arrangements. Rory gets to relax for the day, but places a phone call to Mom to ask for her and Luke to come to St. Lucia for a wedding!
Chapter Thirteen (Sunday)
As we drove to the airport, Rory chattered on and on about the wedding. "It was so magical, the tiny twinkle lights in all the trees, and the white and silver candles! And the fake snow spread around the entrance to the inn was so cute! And the centerpieces with the lights in them! And the cascades of flowers on the chuppah were so great, I'm glad we let Grandma's florist take care of all of that, and mom's dress was so perfect, and you guys looked so great in your black tuxes, and the string quartet was so great - okay, not so great when Drella broke into that Black Sabbath song, but." she gushed. I started to feel guilty that I wouldn't be giving all of that to her, and started to doubt that she actually wanted to get married when we got to the islands.
"Rory, you know we don't have to get married when we get to St. Lucia. We can wait and get married in Stars Hollow." I said, interrupting her rant. "I know that the people in town are important to you, so we can just."
"No, no! Oh, Jess, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make it sound like I wanted the same thing, I just meant that it was perfect for them!" she said apologetically.
"Okay, but the offer still stands if you change your mind," I said and reached across to hold her hand as I drove. She held my hand and circled to top of it absently with her thumb.
We turned in the rental car and before you knew it, we were in the air on the way to the islands. As we circled before touching down, Rory turned to me with panic as she saw the beautiful beaches and sparkling blue ocean. "Oh no, I don't even have a bathing suit with me!" she whined. I smiled. Same old Rory.
"Not to worry, that's what stores are for," I laughed. "It's not like I have anything for the islands either. I haven't been home in over a month and last time I checked there weren't too many beaches in London." She looked at me with wide eyes.
"Really? A month? Is that.normal? For you to not been home for a month at a time?" she said cautiously. I could tell she was imagining that I would be disappearing from her for weeks at a time.
I chucked, finding it really sweet that she would miss me like that. "Nah, the most I'm usually away is a week or so per assignment, it just worked out this time with the Europe trip that I was out for longer, and with the unscheduled and unplanned stop in Stars Hollow, it's just been a while since I've been home. No big deal. It's not like it's a home, home. It's more like someplace to store my books and my clothes, that's all. It's not like I've had any reason, or any ONE to come home to, so I think things might change from now on." I said with a smirk, looking lovingly into her eyes.
"Good," she said, kissing me on the cheek and snuggling against my arm. I went to pick up the rental car while Rory waited for our luggage. We drove to the northern end of the island to the Rainbow Hotel, the nicest hotel on the island.
We dropped off our luggage after checking in and drove to the Charles Mall - a sprawling modern complex. I was a little surprised to see a mall on the island, but it had everything we needed. Rory picked out a tropical bikini and teased me mercilessly until I agreed to buy a pair of tropical swim trunks with huge flowers on them. I warned her that I would NOT be wearing those shorts when Luke and Lorelai were around. I could just imagine Luke snorting and making a comment about them. I bought other shorts - khaki and white as well as a couple casual shirts and a pair of boat shoes. Rory came around the corner with a pile of shirts and shorts and three more bathing suits. I just laughed out loud.
"Geez! How long are you going to be here?" I teased. She looked at me sheepishly, but I could tell she had no intention of putting any of her choices back. "Here, give me that," I gestured to the pile and she added it to the pile of clothes that I had picked out.
"Jess, you don't have to pay for me, I do have my own money, too, you know," she teased.
"Not a problem," I winked, and gave the sales clerk my credit card. "But if you have to buy another suitcase to get all your stuff home, that's going to be YOUR problem!" I laughed.
We got back to the hotel and changed into our new clothes. Rory wore her tropical bikini with a sarong skirt, pulling her hair up into a bun with a brightly colored hair clip. I put on a button-up tropical shirt and my khaki shorts, leaving the shirt untucked and unbuttoned. "Ooh, I LIKE the tropical Jess," Rory purred, running her hands over my bare chest, sending chills through me, and getting me aroused.
"Huh," I answered, wrapping my arms around her waist. "So, does this mean you want to stay in the room instead, or are we going to get something to eat?" I smiled and raised an eyebrow at her.
"Oh, yeah, food!!" she said excitedly, her eyes wide. "Let's go!" she said, grabbing my hand. I had barely enough time to grab the keycard and my wallet and she had me out the door. We went to the poolside tiki bar and sat at a table. I had a salad and Rory had a burger and we both enjoyed one of those quirky tropical drinks that come in a coconut with an umbrella. She seemed to take so much enjoyment from it; I could only laugh when she tucked her drink umbrella into her hair.
"Oh boy," I laughed, rolling my eyes at her and she swatted my arm affectionately. I took her hand and we walked around the pool and headed for the beach area. It was 4:30 and the sun would be setting around 7:00 according to the flyer in our room. We walked along the water's edge, hand in hand, letting the small waves encircle our ankles as we walked, only stopping when Rory would bend over to pick up a seashell.
"This is so perfect here, I can't imagine a nicer place to get married," she turned and smiled at me, encircling her arms around my neck.
"Oh yeah?" I asked, wrapping my arms around her waist, pulling her into a long kiss.
"Yeah," she sighed after we broke the kiss, resting her head on my chest, holding me tight. I could only think of that night when we met at the gas station after she went with her mother to Yale. She told me she was glad I didn't smoke the cigarette I had with me. I had said 'oh yeah?' and she said 'yeah' the same way she just did. I got butterflies in my stomach reliving that moment. We were such different people then. Well, I guess you could say that I was definitely a different person back then. We stood there for a few minutes, just holding each other. "Hey, Jess?" she said quietly, breaking the silence.
"Yeah?" I answered.
"Why don't we go back and get another round of those coconut thingies and come back here and wait for the sun to set?" she said dreamily.
"As you wish," I answered with a nod, drifting back down memory lane to the night we studied, got ice cream and drove around Stars Hollow, wrecked her car. Ugh. Why did I have to think of that? "Why don't you grab a beach towel and get us a good spot? I'll be right back." She went over a grabbed a towel from the bin and headed toward the water's edge. I went back over to the tiki bar and got two more drinks. I came back and sat down on the towel behind her, with my legs on either side of her, handing her the coconut drink and kissing the side of her neck.
"Mmm," she said, taking a sip. I'm not sure if she was moaning over the drink or my lips on her neck. But I didn't care. We were together, sitting on a beach at sunset. I would have never through this day would come. We sat there until the sun had set, then went back to our room to change for dinner. "Oh my god! Look at this Jacuzzi tub!" Rory remarked as she went into the bathroom to freshen her makeup. There was a container of bubble bath on the rim of the tub. "We are definitely going to have to use that later!" she said with excitement.
"You won't get any complaints from me," I commented. It was fun to see someone impressed with a hotel room. I guess I'm pretty jaded from all the traveling that I do. I'd just settle to be in the same place for a while, to actually know where the bathroom is when I wake up in the middle of the night. I never thought I'd feel so road-hard, but I think with the non- stop travel and the emotional roller coaster I've been on the last week, I'm sure that's why I'm not feeling overly enthusiastic. Rory seemed to just brush off my comment without a thought - she probably realizes that I'm not as easily impressed with material things. Which would be right, of course.
We had a quiet dinner in the hotel restaurant, followed by a moonlit walk on the beach. "I wonder if mom and Luke are doing the same thing on their island, right now," Rory said dreamily. I laughed.
"Knowing your mother, she's probably dragging Luke all through the island trying to find a decent cup of coffee," I chuckled. Rory nodded and laughed too.
We went back upstairs and Rory filled the tub with far too many bubbles. I turned the dimmer switch until the room was just barely illuminated, then opened the window. The strains of a steel drum band at the pool drifted into the room, as well as a cool ocean breeze. "That's so nice!" she said, slipping into the warm water, motioning for me to join her. I took my clothes off and joined her in the tub, letting the water and bubbles surround me.
"Rory, be careful," I warned as she hit the jets to the Jacuzzi. Suddenly there were twice as many bubbles in the tub, and they were going over the side, quickly heading out the bathroom towards the carpet in the main bedroom.
"Oops!" she laughed, turning the jets off. "What should we do now?" she started to get out in a panic.
"Relax, they'll stop," I laughed back at her. "Anyway, I'm sure it isn't the first time it's happened," I reassured her. She relaxed back into the bubbles. I grabbed her arms and pulled her on top of me until she was straddling me, wrapping her arms around my neck to keep from sliding off. I pulled her to me and kissed her, my arousal obvious against her and she let out a moan as she lowered herself onto me, taking the lead. We made love, carelessly splashing more water and bubbles in the process.
We got out of the tub, put on our hotel robes and collapsed onto the bed, exhausted. Rory drifted off into sleep almost immediately. I always envied her for being able to do that - I guess she didn't experience the constant brain wars that I seemed to have on a regular basis. I lay there for almost an hour before I quietly slipped out of bed and grabbed the in- room breakfast menu and went into the bathroom, shutting the door. I switched the tub lever so that it would drain and used a few of the towels to mop up some of the bubbles and water that was still all over the floor. I filled out the breakfast form, threw the wet towels into the now-empty tub and quietly put the order form on the outside of the door. I took my robe off and laid it across the bottom of the bed, pulling the covers back the best I could without waking Rory. I set the clock alarm, and then crawled over to her, slowly slipping the half-knot of her robe and pulling the two sides apart. Rory rolled onto her back, still mostly asleep, but somehow aware of my actions. I drank in her naked body, first with my eyes and then with my lips, caressing her with kisses from her ankles up to her face. Her moans alerted me that she had woken up, and her kiss was demanding when I had come close enough for her to take my face in her hands. I pushed the robe completely off of her and we made love again. It felt so right. I didn't have to keep my eyes open anymore - it was Rory whether my eyes were open or closed. We both fell into a deep slumber completely content.
END OF CHAPTER THIRTEEN
.to be continued!
Whew! I know it's a lot of filler, but I wanted to set up their arrival day (thanks to StLucia.com for the info on the hotel and mall!). Coming up.Monday brings a breakfast in bed, Jess working - meeting the other couple for an interview, meeting up with the hotel staff and also making wedding arrangements. Rory gets to relax for the day, but places a phone call to Mom to ask for her and Luke to come to St. Lucia for a wedding!