Okay, here's the next chapter, but I'm not posting anymore unless more
people review. Although, I did enjoy the ones I got on this story. Glad
you're all enjoying it.
Chapter 2:
It was late when I finally got back to our apartment. All I wanted to do was eat and then sleep for a month. My feet were killing me from these god damn shoes and I cursed myself for wearing them all day. Jess better be sympathetic tonight or he's sleeping on the couch.
I tossed my car keys on the entryway table and entered our livingroom slash office because of our two desks in the corners. A smile crept over my face when I noticed Jess's copy of my new book on the coffee table. He was already halfway through, but then again, Jess was the fastest reader I had ever met in my entire life
I entered the kitchen next. Odd, where was Jess? He wasn't in the livingroom or the kitchen. Shrugging my shoulders, I took a coke from the fridge and chugged it down, getting instant caffenine while I waited for the coffeemaker to do its magic. Once I had coffee in my system I'd be all set, much more managable when I was caffeninated.
I pressed the play button on our answering machine. It was blinking incessantly, which was odd because Jess always played the messages.
"Hey Mini Me! It's your Darling Mother! Luke said you were in a meeting with Denise about your new book and I can't wait to read it. It's been too long since your last one. Lily also wants you to come down and visit with Jess. Luke and I concur, get your ass down here, Gilmore. Or i'll drag you down. Call me back, Sweets, love you, bye."
"Hi Rory, it's Denise again. Sorry, but I just wanted to let you know that we're running your book through right now, so it should be published as soon as we get your reviews from Jess and Tristan. I'll talk to you soom Bye!"
"Hey Jess, it's Jack, from work. Listen, why the Hell weren't you in today? If you're that sick at least have Rory call. It's complete mayhem here without you. You better get in here soon or the boss is going blow his top."
Jess never went to the office today. Does he want to get fired? Why the hell wouldn't he go into work? It must be something important because Jess loves his job too much to skip. Before, I could ponder on that thought though, the next message got my attention.
"Hello Mary, it's me! I can't really tell you how surprised I was to find out that you were the author I was supposed to review. I've already started and so far, I like it. Listen, I think it would a great idea if, while I'm still in Hartford, that we get together and catch up. Call me on my cell, 457-0201. All my love for you Mare."
I smiled at the message. It was actually really cute and I would defiantely agree to meet with him and catch up. We talked in the elevator and stuff, but I wanted to know what was going on in his life and who this Lexi was that Denise mentioned.
The beep-beep of the coffee machine shook me out of my thoughts. I eagerly poured the steaming liquid into my coffee mug. Then I gulped the scalding brew down, without even flinching. Years off practice had made me immune to the heat of the coffee.
My thoughts returned to Jess, once I heard a sound from the bedroom. Was he really sick? If so I may have to play loving nursemaid. Placing down my now empty cup, I made my way down the hall to our room, wondering what was up. I reached out to turn the handle and............
I had to admit, even though this plot was not something I looked forward to read, Rory had talent. Every sentence seemed to captivate me. She really drew me in and there was a lot of drama in this particular love triangle. So far, I was rooting for Jess, he seemed like a major improvement from Stockboy.
What also seemed to make this book enjoyable was the backround story about the quirky town of Stars Hollow. Whenever Taylor was mentioned you tended to cringe and wonder what is this idiot going to do now? You tend to laugh at the exchanges between Luke and Lorelai and wonder when they were ever going to get together. Jackson seemed like and overobsessive and compulsive freak and he was surprised sweet Sookie could keep up with him. Kirk added some twisted sort of humor, as did the frenchman Michel. It made the book seem almost homey, the kind you could read anywhere.
I was so absorbed in the book that I jumped when my cellphone rang. Hoping it was Rory I quickly answered it.
"Hello?"
"Hey Babe." Lexi's sweet, sultry voice answered on the other end.
Biting back the twinge of disappointment, I replied. "Hey Sweetie, what's up?"
"Nothing much, I'm so bored here though. All alone, no one to keep me company." She sighed sadly. "Maybe you should come home and keep me warm."
"Sorry Babe, I've gotta read and review this book so they can publish it quickly." I rolled over and noticed the clock read seven pm.
"Aww too bad. Maybe I should just call Jake and Have him come keep me warm?" She suggested playfully.
"You do that. I'll just ask Mary across the hall if she'd like to join me in the shower." I shot back, grinning at her response.
"Tristan Joseph Dugrey! You wouldn't dare?!" She shrieked.
"I just might, if you were going to call Jake." I chuckled to myself.
"I wasn't going to call Jake and you damn well know it." She shot back hauntily.
"Aw Babe, you know I'm kidding. I wouldn't do that to you. There is no Mary anyway." I half lied. There was a Mary she just wasn't across the hall or for the taking for that matter.
"There better not be." She replied.
"Listen, it's seven, so I'm going to go get some dinner. I'll call you later?" I placed a bookmark in Rory's book and climbed off the hotel bed.
"Alright, love you."
"Love you too, bye."
"Bye." I hung up with a click and made my way downstairs and to the restuarant across the street.
I stepped out into the chilly night air. Fall was definately setting in. I pulled my jacket tighter around me. Something didn't feel right tonight. I had the distinct feeling something was about to go terribly wrong and that didn't sit well with me.
Maybe I was just being paranoid, but something was up and it didn't feel right at all. I could feel the sense of foreboding from the tips of my toes to the crown of my head. Soemthing bad was definately in the air. If only I could figure out what.
Hmm, should I end it there? Sorry guys, but I need a hook. I promise to update tomorrow. Maybe if you're lucky later tonight. I know this chapter is short, but I promise to make the next one longer. I'm posting another story tonight. It's probably going to be a one parter, unless you people review it and want me to continue. Don't worry, I can handle three stories. If you want to read something else of mine, read my One Tree Hill fic, Feels Like Home. Don't forget to review if you want me to continue, which I know a lot of you will after this chapter.
Chapter 2:
It was late when I finally got back to our apartment. All I wanted to do was eat and then sleep for a month. My feet were killing me from these god damn shoes and I cursed myself for wearing them all day. Jess better be sympathetic tonight or he's sleeping on the couch.
I tossed my car keys on the entryway table and entered our livingroom slash office because of our two desks in the corners. A smile crept over my face when I noticed Jess's copy of my new book on the coffee table. He was already halfway through, but then again, Jess was the fastest reader I had ever met in my entire life
I entered the kitchen next. Odd, where was Jess? He wasn't in the livingroom or the kitchen. Shrugging my shoulders, I took a coke from the fridge and chugged it down, getting instant caffenine while I waited for the coffeemaker to do its magic. Once I had coffee in my system I'd be all set, much more managable when I was caffeninated.
I pressed the play button on our answering machine. It was blinking incessantly, which was odd because Jess always played the messages.
"Hey Mini Me! It's your Darling Mother! Luke said you were in a meeting with Denise about your new book and I can't wait to read it. It's been too long since your last one. Lily also wants you to come down and visit with Jess. Luke and I concur, get your ass down here, Gilmore. Or i'll drag you down. Call me back, Sweets, love you, bye."
"Hi Rory, it's Denise again. Sorry, but I just wanted to let you know that we're running your book through right now, so it should be published as soon as we get your reviews from Jess and Tristan. I'll talk to you soom Bye!"
"Hey Jess, it's Jack, from work. Listen, why the Hell weren't you in today? If you're that sick at least have Rory call. It's complete mayhem here without you. You better get in here soon or the boss is going blow his top."
Jess never went to the office today. Does he want to get fired? Why the hell wouldn't he go into work? It must be something important because Jess loves his job too much to skip. Before, I could ponder on that thought though, the next message got my attention.
"Hello Mary, it's me! I can't really tell you how surprised I was to find out that you were the author I was supposed to review. I've already started and so far, I like it. Listen, I think it would a great idea if, while I'm still in Hartford, that we get together and catch up. Call me on my cell, 457-0201. All my love for you Mare."
I smiled at the message. It was actually really cute and I would defiantely agree to meet with him and catch up. We talked in the elevator and stuff, but I wanted to know what was going on in his life and who this Lexi was that Denise mentioned.
The beep-beep of the coffee machine shook me out of my thoughts. I eagerly poured the steaming liquid into my coffee mug. Then I gulped the scalding brew down, without even flinching. Years off practice had made me immune to the heat of the coffee.
My thoughts returned to Jess, once I heard a sound from the bedroom. Was he really sick? If so I may have to play loving nursemaid. Placing down my now empty cup, I made my way down the hall to our room, wondering what was up. I reached out to turn the handle and............
I had to admit, even though this plot was not something I looked forward to read, Rory had talent. Every sentence seemed to captivate me. She really drew me in and there was a lot of drama in this particular love triangle. So far, I was rooting for Jess, he seemed like a major improvement from Stockboy.
What also seemed to make this book enjoyable was the backround story about the quirky town of Stars Hollow. Whenever Taylor was mentioned you tended to cringe and wonder what is this idiot going to do now? You tend to laugh at the exchanges between Luke and Lorelai and wonder when they were ever going to get together. Jackson seemed like and overobsessive and compulsive freak and he was surprised sweet Sookie could keep up with him. Kirk added some twisted sort of humor, as did the frenchman Michel. It made the book seem almost homey, the kind you could read anywhere.
I was so absorbed in the book that I jumped when my cellphone rang. Hoping it was Rory I quickly answered it.
"Hello?"
"Hey Babe." Lexi's sweet, sultry voice answered on the other end.
Biting back the twinge of disappointment, I replied. "Hey Sweetie, what's up?"
"Nothing much, I'm so bored here though. All alone, no one to keep me company." She sighed sadly. "Maybe you should come home and keep me warm."
"Sorry Babe, I've gotta read and review this book so they can publish it quickly." I rolled over and noticed the clock read seven pm.
"Aww too bad. Maybe I should just call Jake and Have him come keep me warm?" She suggested playfully.
"You do that. I'll just ask Mary across the hall if she'd like to join me in the shower." I shot back, grinning at her response.
"Tristan Joseph Dugrey! You wouldn't dare?!" She shrieked.
"I just might, if you were going to call Jake." I chuckled to myself.
"I wasn't going to call Jake and you damn well know it." She shot back hauntily.
"Aw Babe, you know I'm kidding. I wouldn't do that to you. There is no Mary anyway." I half lied. There was a Mary she just wasn't across the hall or for the taking for that matter.
"There better not be." She replied.
"Listen, it's seven, so I'm going to go get some dinner. I'll call you later?" I placed a bookmark in Rory's book and climbed off the hotel bed.
"Alright, love you."
"Love you too, bye."
"Bye." I hung up with a click and made my way downstairs and to the restuarant across the street.
I stepped out into the chilly night air. Fall was definately setting in. I pulled my jacket tighter around me. Something didn't feel right tonight. I had the distinct feeling something was about to go terribly wrong and that didn't sit well with me.
Maybe I was just being paranoid, but something was up and it didn't feel right at all. I could feel the sense of foreboding from the tips of my toes to the crown of my head. Soemthing bad was definately in the air. If only I could figure out what.
Hmm, should I end it there? Sorry guys, but I need a hook. I promise to update tomorrow. Maybe if you're lucky later tonight. I know this chapter is short, but I promise to make the next one longer. I'm posting another story tonight. It's probably going to be a one parter, unless you people review it and want me to continue. Don't worry, I can handle three stories. If you want to read something else of mine, read my One Tree Hill fic, Feels Like Home. Don't forget to review if you want me to continue, which I know a lot of you will after this chapter.