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been writing these late at night. Please tell me what you think of how the
story is playing out and tell me if you want any changes made.
One morning, a week and a half after the picnic, a week and a half Rory has spent almost entirely with Tristan, either playing with his daughters or spending time with him, Rory woke up to her cell phone ringing. Groaning, she fumbled around for it and hit the answer button.
"Hello?" she mumbled groggily.
"Morning Sleeping Beauty," a familiar, yet annoyingly pleasant voice resounded in her ear.
"Tristan, why are disturbing my precious sleep time?" she asked indignantly.
"I am calling to invite you to dinner with me tonight. No, let me rephrase, I'm calling to tell you that I'm taking you out to dinner tonight. I'm having a dress sent over and I'll pick you up at 7. Bye babe." With out giving her a chance to refuse, which she wouldn't have, he hung up.
Later that day, Lorelai skipped happily into her daughter's room to find her writing as usual.
"Rory, two pretty boxes just came for you," she said in a sing song voice. Rory took the large box and the smaller box from her mother. She opened the smaller box first. The bow was brimming with white roses. On top was an ivory card.
-Hey gorgeous, Here's the dress I promised and some tokens of my undying devotion. Pamper yourself from now until I get there. All my love, Your Tristan.
"What's in the box? Come on you have to tell your mommy," Lorelai whined. Rory handed her the small box and moved on to the bigger one. Inside was a pale pink off the shoulder sheath dress of exquisite silk. Underneath it was a matching pair of shoes.
"Ooo, pretty. Who sent these to my sweet, innocent baby girl?" Lorelai asked.
"Mother, as much as I love you, get out so I can get ready for my date," Rory said, taking her flowers away from her mother and pushing her out the door.
By the time it was time for Tristan to come and pick her up, Rory had done exactly like he said and pampered herself. She had spent nearly an hour in a sandalwood rose bath reading Pride and Prejudice. Then, she put on her fluffy pink bathrobe and began to work on her hair and make up until a few minutes before the allotted arrival time of her date.
She heard a car pull into the circle drive and knew instinctively that it was him. Smiling, she slipped into her dress and put on the dainty shoes. With out looking in the mirror, she hurried through the hall and down the main staircase.
Tristan stood in the foyer of the Hayden mansion watching the stairs expectantly. With in a few moments, Rory was gliding down them. The dress he had picked out fit her like a glove. It hugged her slender curves lovingly and belled out in just the right way to whisper against the floor, barely shielding the dainty shoes he had picked out. Unconsciously, he broke into a grin that spread to his velvet blue eyes.
Rory thought he looked exceptionally gorgeous in his black tuxedo that contrasted well with his tan skin, golden hair and exquisite eyes. He was grinning up at her, his eyes raking over her in admiration and something else that made her go weak at the knees.
"Well, don't you clean up nice," she said playfully as she reached the bottom of the stairs.
"You look absolutely stunning," he breathed in appreciation.
"Well Thank You, kind sir, considering you are responsible for the outfit."
"Ah, but your beauty only enhances the dress. I have something else I think might suit the dress almost as perfectly as you," he said, taking out a long box and opening for her. Inside was a silver necklace with a heart shaped pink diamond pendant on it. Next to it on the bed of black velvet were matching earrings with a pink and white diamond hanging from each and a bracelet with white diamonds around and on pink diamond in the center of the circlet.
"Oh my god, Tristan these are beautiful!" she exclaimed breathlessly. "But, I can't accept these. They're way too much!"
"No they aren't, not for you. Nothing is too much for you. Besides, I'm groveling, remember? At least let me spoil you in process," Tristan said before taking the jewelry and fastening them on her.
"Now, milady, shall we be off?" he asked, gallantly holding his arm out to her.
"Of course, kind sir," she replied airily, placing her hand snuggly in the crook of his arm.
Tristan led her out the front door into the waiting limo.
"A limo? Isn't this a bit much?" she asked as they settled into the backseat. She continued to ask that question all through out the elaborate feast in a private dining room at the fanciest restaurant in Hartford. Finally he answered her at the end of the evening.
"Nope. Tonight is going to be as wonderful as we can make it. I want you to feel like a princess."
"You are succeeding marvelously in making me feel like one. And, you're playing the part of prince charming exceptionally well. But how will the fairy tale evening end? Will the prince and princess never see each other again, or will they live happily ever after?" Rory asked quietly and a little sadly. Tristan leaned in and kissed her softly.
"I hope for the latter, but most of it is up to the princess. But before she makes her decision, the prince would like her to know that he loves her more than air and would do anything to make her happy," he said in a husky voice, dangerously close to her ear.
"The princess wants a happily ever after, but she's not sure if she and the prince can work out."
"I think all we can do is try."
"I need time to think Tristan. I loved you in high school and I think I love you now, but I need time to be sure. Everything is happening so fast, I can't really even think."
"Sometimes you don't need to think, you just have to let it happen."
"Something like this though, I need to think about. Here's what we'll do. I'll go home for a couple weeks and think. 3 weeks from the time I leave here, you'll have my answer. Either I will have quit my job and moved here, or I'll stay in England."
"I don't like it, but I can deal with that. No matter what you decide, Rory Hayden, I will always, always love you."
The next day Tristan, Libby, and Jessie drove Rory to the airport. Tristan unloaded her bags while she said good-bye to the girls. Then, she came and hugged him tightly, as if she would never let him go. Pulling back, Tristan kissed her gently, lingeringly, before allowing her to walk into the airport towards the plane that could take her out of his life forever or bring her back to him for keeps.
A/N: I won't update unless you guys give me at least 5 reviews on this chapter. I want to know how to end it. What should she REALLY chose, life as a wife and mother or her career. MWAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!
One morning, a week and a half after the picnic, a week and a half Rory has spent almost entirely with Tristan, either playing with his daughters or spending time with him, Rory woke up to her cell phone ringing. Groaning, she fumbled around for it and hit the answer button.
"Hello?" she mumbled groggily.
"Morning Sleeping Beauty," a familiar, yet annoyingly pleasant voice resounded in her ear.
"Tristan, why are disturbing my precious sleep time?" she asked indignantly.
"I am calling to invite you to dinner with me tonight. No, let me rephrase, I'm calling to tell you that I'm taking you out to dinner tonight. I'm having a dress sent over and I'll pick you up at 7. Bye babe." With out giving her a chance to refuse, which she wouldn't have, he hung up.
Later that day, Lorelai skipped happily into her daughter's room to find her writing as usual.
"Rory, two pretty boxes just came for you," she said in a sing song voice. Rory took the large box and the smaller box from her mother. She opened the smaller box first. The bow was brimming with white roses. On top was an ivory card.
-Hey gorgeous, Here's the dress I promised and some tokens of my undying devotion. Pamper yourself from now until I get there. All my love, Your Tristan.
"What's in the box? Come on you have to tell your mommy," Lorelai whined. Rory handed her the small box and moved on to the bigger one. Inside was a pale pink off the shoulder sheath dress of exquisite silk. Underneath it was a matching pair of shoes.
"Ooo, pretty. Who sent these to my sweet, innocent baby girl?" Lorelai asked.
"Mother, as much as I love you, get out so I can get ready for my date," Rory said, taking her flowers away from her mother and pushing her out the door.
By the time it was time for Tristan to come and pick her up, Rory had done exactly like he said and pampered herself. She had spent nearly an hour in a sandalwood rose bath reading Pride and Prejudice. Then, she put on her fluffy pink bathrobe and began to work on her hair and make up until a few minutes before the allotted arrival time of her date.
She heard a car pull into the circle drive and knew instinctively that it was him. Smiling, she slipped into her dress and put on the dainty shoes. With out looking in the mirror, she hurried through the hall and down the main staircase.
Tristan stood in the foyer of the Hayden mansion watching the stairs expectantly. With in a few moments, Rory was gliding down them. The dress he had picked out fit her like a glove. It hugged her slender curves lovingly and belled out in just the right way to whisper against the floor, barely shielding the dainty shoes he had picked out. Unconsciously, he broke into a grin that spread to his velvet blue eyes.
Rory thought he looked exceptionally gorgeous in his black tuxedo that contrasted well with his tan skin, golden hair and exquisite eyes. He was grinning up at her, his eyes raking over her in admiration and something else that made her go weak at the knees.
"Well, don't you clean up nice," she said playfully as she reached the bottom of the stairs.
"You look absolutely stunning," he breathed in appreciation.
"Well Thank You, kind sir, considering you are responsible for the outfit."
"Ah, but your beauty only enhances the dress. I have something else I think might suit the dress almost as perfectly as you," he said, taking out a long box and opening for her. Inside was a silver necklace with a heart shaped pink diamond pendant on it. Next to it on the bed of black velvet were matching earrings with a pink and white diamond hanging from each and a bracelet with white diamonds around and on pink diamond in the center of the circlet.
"Oh my god, Tristan these are beautiful!" she exclaimed breathlessly. "But, I can't accept these. They're way too much!"
"No they aren't, not for you. Nothing is too much for you. Besides, I'm groveling, remember? At least let me spoil you in process," Tristan said before taking the jewelry and fastening them on her.
"Now, milady, shall we be off?" he asked, gallantly holding his arm out to her.
"Of course, kind sir," she replied airily, placing her hand snuggly in the crook of his arm.
Tristan led her out the front door into the waiting limo.
"A limo? Isn't this a bit much?" she asked as they settled into the backseat. She continued to ask that question all through out the elaborate feast in a private dining room at the fanciest restaurant in Hartford. Finally he answered her at the end of the evening.
"Nope. Tonight is going to be as wonderful as we can make it. I want you to feel like a princess."
"You are succeeding marvelously in making me feel like one. And, you're playing the part of prince charming exceptionally well. But how will the fairy tale evening end? Will the prince and princess never see each other again, or will they live happily ever after?" Rory asked quietly and a little sadly. Tristan leaned in and kissed her softly.
"I hope for the latter, but most of it is up to the princess. But before she makes her decision, the prince would like her to know that he loves her more than air and would do anything to make her happy," he said in a husky voice, dangerously close to her ear.
"The princess wants a happily ever after, but she's not sure if she and the prince can work out."
"I think all we can do is try."
"I need time to think Tristan. I loved you in high school and I think I love you now, but I need time to be sure. Everything is happening so fast, I can't really even think."
"Sometimes you don't need to think, you just have to let it happen."
"Something like this though, I need to think about. Here's what we'll do. I'll go home for a couple weeks and think. 3 weeks from the time I leave here, you'll have my answer. Either I will have quit my job and moved here, or I'll stay in England."
"I don't like it, but I can deal with that. No matter what you decide, Rory Hayden, I will always, always love you."
The next day Tristan, Libby, and Jessie drove Rory to the airport. Tristan unloaded her bags while she said good-bye to the girls. Then, she came and hugged him tightly, as if she would never let him go. Pulling back, Tristan kissed her gently, lingeringly, before allowing her to walk into the airport towards the plane that could take her out of his life forever or bring her back to him for keeps.
A/N: I won't update unless you guys give me at least 5 reviews on this chapter. I want to know how to end it. What should she REALLY chose, life as a wife and mother or her career. MWAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!