Chap 11 - Another Day at Work
The elevator's door opened and Rory got out of with a smile on her face asking, "Isn't life great?"
Monica turned around with a grin, "I take it your weekend went well"
"Very"
"So, you talked about work?"
"Yes, we did. And he agreed to let me publish the first edition without him reading it if you and another journalist agreed to edit it for me. Would you?"
"Sure. It'll be my pleasure. But where is he?"
"Well, you know how lazy he is. He'll be here in an hour or so. While he's not here I'd like to show you my ideas for the section"
"As long as you tell me about your weekend I would love to hear all details of the section"
A few hours later...
"Well, I think that's it. And since the other journalist agreed...this is your baby. Your first edition!"
"Yeah, I know. I think I'm gonna cry"
"And why would you cry?" A very familiar voice asked from behind her.
Rory turned around with a smile, "My baby is ready"
"Hum...and I can't have even a clue about what it is?"
"Nope"
"Okay. Monica, did you approve her work?"
"Yes, it's great. And the other journalist approve it too"
"Right then. Miss. Gilmore, please, in my room," he said motioning to her come in.
She entered the room and he followed her closing the door just after they passed by it and wrapped his arms around her waist. "So, you really won't tell me anything about the section?" he said while kissing her neck.
"It's unfair!" She groaned.
"Life was unfair 'till I got you"
She smiled. He always seemed to know what to say.
"So...you finished your work...and I don't want to do mine, so...I think we could get out of here..."
"No..." She said and them she stopped to laugh. "You know what? You're no good. You're trying me knowing that I have to resist!"
"Well, that's the point. Maybe you can't resist. And certainly you shouldn't"
"For mine or your happiness?"
"Both"
"Right," she sarcastically said pushing him. "I need and I will resist, sorry. But you can go to my apartment after work if you want to. Just be sure to not get there in time, okay?"
"Okay, but...why?"
"It's just...you never get there late when you have a date with me but in the other hand I always get done late. And today I need a long hot shower and some time to do my hair and everything. And I know no matter what time I tell you to be there I won't be ready in time"
At this point he was laughing and had an amused look on his face. "Okay, I won't be there at the right time"
"Great, thank you," she said and started to kiss him. They were so busy that they didn't even notice someone knocking the door and then opening it.
"Rory?" Someone called and they broke apart. The door was closed again and Monica was in the office.
"Uh...what?"
"Your Mom is on the phone, and I didn't want to disturb you, but..."
"I know how my Mom is"
"Good. So...I'm going"
"I'll go with you"
The two women got out of the room leaving behind a mute Jess and as soon as they saw each other's face they started to laugh.
"This was odd," Monica stated.
"Oh yeah. This was really odd"
"Your Mom is in line two," she said mentioning to the phone on Rory's desk.
"Thank you"
"Oh, and a little advice. Next time lock the door before, you know, anything happen. It was a funny-odd because it was me, if it was anyone else it'd be a weirdo-full of gossip-odd"
"Right. Thanks," Rory answered and Monica went to her desk.
Rory picked up the phone, "hello?"
"Hey, daughter of mine. Guess who didn't go to her place all weekend long?"
"I guess that would be me"
"You guess right. Now, guess how I know it"
"Because...you called me?"
"How many times?"
"Hundreds?"
"Thousands actually"
"Sorry Mom"
"And since we're playing this game, guess why I couldn't talk to my daughter"
"Because...hum...I don't know, this is a hard one"
"Because she didn't give me her boyfriends number!" Lorelai yelled.
"I thought you said you had it"
"No. I said I could get it to you. I never said I had it"
"Okay, sorry anyway"
"Well, the only way I see that I can forgive you is if you tell me about your weekend"
"Oh, sorry Mom but I really don't feel like telling you"
"Okay, inappropriate conversation for daughters and mothers, got it"
"So, how's Luke?"
"Fine. Work?"
"Great. I finished my first edition, you can buy Friday's paper and there it'll be"
"Cool. And how's the stud boy?"
Rory laugh. "Fine. I see the old nickname you gave him comeback"
"Of course"
"Hum...Mom, I have to go now. Talk to you tomorrow"
"Okay. CALL ME!"
"I will"
"Love ya"
"Love you too. Bye"
Rory hang up the phone. Her life was really going well. The only thing she had to do was wait until Friday and see what people think about her section. And more importantly, what Jess thinks about her section.
The elevator's door opened and Rory got out of with a smile on her face asking, "Isn't life great?"
Monica turned around with a grin, "I take it your weekend went well"
"Very"
"So, you talked about work?"
"Yes, we did. And he agreed to let me publish the first edition without him reading it if you and another journalist agreed to edit it for me. Would you?"
"Sure. It'll be my pleasure. But where is he?"
"Well, you know how lazy he is. He'll be here in an hour or so. While he's not here I'd like to show you my ideas for the section"
"As long as you tell me about your weekend I would love to hear all details of the section"
A few hours later...
"Well, I think that's it. And since the other journalist agreed...this is your baby. Your first edition!"
"Yeah, I know. I think I'm gonna cry"
"And why would you cry?" A very familiar voice asked from behind her.
Rory turned around with a smile, "My baby is ready"
"Hum...and I can't have even a clue about what it is?"
"Nope"
"Okay. Monica, did you approve her work?"
"Yes, it's great. And the other journalist approve it too"
"Right then. Miss. Gilmore, please, in my room," he said motioning to her come in.
She entered the room and he followed her closing the door just after they passed by it and wrapped his arms around her waist. "So, you really won't tell me anything about the section?" he said while kissing her neck.
"It's unfair!" She groaned.
"Life was unfair 'till I got you"
She smiled. He always seemed to know what to say.
"So...you finished your work...and I don't want to do mine, so...I think we could get out of here..."
"No..." She said and them she stopped to laugh. "You know what? You're no good. You're trying me knowing that I have to resist!"
"Well, that's the point. Maybe you can't resist. And certainly you shouldn't"
"For mine or your happiness?"
"Both"
"Right," she sarcastically said pushing him. "I need and I will resist, sorry. But you can go to my apartment after work if you want to. Just be sure to not get there in time, okay?"
"Okay, but...why?"
"It's just...you never get there late when you have a date with me but in the other hand I always get done late. And today I need a long hot shower and some time to do my hair and everything. And I know no matter what time I tell you to be there I won't be ready in time"
At this point he was laughing and had an amused look on his face. "Okay, I won't be there at the right time"
"Great, thank you," she said and started to kiss him. They were so busy that they didn't even notice someone knocking the door and then opening it.
"Rory?" Someone called and they broke apart. The door was closed again and Monica was in the office.
"Uh...what?"
"Your Mom is on the phone, and I didn't want to disturb you, but..."
"I know how my Mom is"
"Good. So...I'm going"
"I'll go with you"
The two women got out of the room leaving behind a mute Jess and as soon as they saw each other's face they started to laugh.
"This was odd," Monica stated.
"Oh yeah. This was really odd"
"Your Mom is in line two," she said mentioning to the phone on Rory's desk.
"Thank you"
"Oh, and a little advice. Next time lock the door before, you know, anything happen. It was a funny-odd because it was me, if it was anyone else it'd be a weirdo-full of gossip-odd"
"Right. Thanks," Rory answered and Monica went to her desk.
Rory picked up the phone, "hello?"
"Hey, daughter of mine. Guess who didn't go to her place all weekend long?"
"I guess that would be me"
"You guess right. Now, guess how I know it"
"Because...you called me?"
"How many times?"
"Hundreds?"
"Thousands actually"
"Sorry Mom"
"And since we're playing this game, guess why I couldn't talk to my daughter"
"Because...hum...I don't know, this is a hard one"
"Because she didn't give me her boyfriends number!" Lorelai yelled.
"I thought you said you had it"
"No. I said I could get it to you. I never said I had it"
"Okay, sorry anyway"
"Well, the only way I see that I can forgive you is if you tell me about your weekend"
"Oh, sorry Mom but I really don't feel like telling you"
"Okay, inappropriate conversation for daughters and mothers, got it"
"So, how's Luke?"
"Fine. Work?"
"Great. I finished my first edition, you can buy Friday's paper and there it'll be"
"Cool. And how's the stud boy?"
Rory laugh. "Fine. I see the old nickname you gave him comeback"
"Of course"
"Hum...Mom, I have to go now. Talk to you tomorrow"
"Okay. CALL ME!"
"I will"
"Love ya"
"Love you too. Bye"
Rory hang up the phone. Her life was really going well. The only thing she had to do was wait until Friday and see what people think about her section. And more importantly, what Jess thinks about her section.