A/N hey thanks for the reviews; glad you liked that twist. I thought, how could I make this different. Hehe. Which bit of Gilmore girls does it remind you of? I like Gilmore girls! This chapter gets a little, well steamy, a bit more than the others. But nothing too major is actually said, more implied. If you know what I mean? So on with the story

"I…" oh god, what do I say. My mind flashed back to me making out with Jesse, I'd never felt like that with Jake. I hadn't really let him that close. Then I thought of Jesse kissing someone else, Jake would never do that (even if I had) "I will, yes" I smiled as Jake swooped me up in his arms.

"I can't wait till our wedding night," he whispered in my ear.

I spent the rest of the day with Jake, telling everyone our great news. I smiled along with him but I felt like crying. What was I doing? I was getting married and I was upset, what was wrong with me? I was getting married and I was only 17. No-one even commented on our age, everyone was "thrilled".

That night I was dancing with Jake in the main hall to the todo un poco.

"You've got better at dancing, those classes must be doing the trick." I smiled weakly, "maybe you should get some more, then you'll be able to dance for the wedding."

"Oh, I don't think…"

"Nonsense," he interrupted me, "I think it's a great idea. I'm good anyway, so we could do a really good dance. I'll book you in in the morning." I didn't know what to say so I just smiled.

The next day I put on my favourite blue dress and headed to the dance cabin. If I was going to see Jesse I was going to show him what he was missing out on.

Jesse's POV

I turned from the record player as the door opened. Lindy stood in the door, wearing a short blue dress with flowers on it. It outlined her figure perfectly and I gulped.

"Am I early for my lesson?" she said coldly.

"No… we should talk."

"No we should dance, that's why I'm here. I believe my fiancée has already paid."

She stressed the word fiancée and it bit into me.

"I didn't know things were that serious."

"He asked me yesterday," about the time I was kissing someone else, I heard the unspoken words.

"Let me explain,"

"No need. I understand, we're both happy with someone else. That's fine, now all I need you for is to teach me to dance, for my wedding."

"But what do you want me for," I whispered, putting on a record. She either didn't hear me or ignored me.

"Ok well let's do some basic steps to warm up." we did the steps I'd taught her before in silence. Her tongue was sticking out from concentration. I smiled,

"What?" she said, frostily.

"Just its funny how you stick your tongue out when you're concentrating."

"Don't look at my tongue,"

"Ok," I shrugged. "Wanna take a break?"

"Whatever," she shrugged. We sat on the floor, legs crossed.

"Please can I explain?"

"Do what ever you want," she said not looking at me.

"If you don't care, why won't you look at me?" she shrugged again. "Well, Lauren, she is my, was my girlfriend."

"What? The blonde girl?"

"Yeah I never told you, 'cause I never got the chance. But I was going to split up with her anyway. And I told her yesterday and she just wanted like a farewell kiss. That's it."

"You were going out with her, while kissing me? And you made me feel guilty about Jake?"

"I didn't" I protested, then seeing her face I smiled, "ok maybe a little. I'm sorry,"

"Me too. It should never have happened I realise that now. It was just a stupid holiday romance,"

"Yeah" I said, staring into her eyes. "Totally and utterly stupid, I mean you're engaged now. So why do I wanna kiss you?"

"Its just lust, we have control," she said, not breaking eye contact, "I'm leaving tomorrow, early, to make wedding plans."

"Oh" I said, feeling a pain in my chest, I gulped, "I don't suppose you would want to come to my cabin for a final lesson."

She looked away, "no that wouldn't be a good idea. I better get going,"

"The lessons not finished,"

"I have things to do, I'll see you, well I won't so bye." She said and walked out of my life just like that.

Lindy's POV

I lay in bed that night not feeling ready to leave. I had packed everything, said goodbye to everyone, everything had been done. Or had it? I needed to say goodbye to Jesse, properly.

I went out my window and ran silently to his cabin,

"Jesse," I whispered, hoping he was awake, he was lying in bed but he sat up as I came in,

"Lindy, what are you doing here?"

"I didn't say goodbye properly, you don't mind, I'll go if you want?"

"No, stay, sit, I'll put some music on." He put a record on and stay filled the cabin. He sat next to me on the bed.

"So you're leaving tomorrow?"

"Yeah, and you split up with, Lauren," he nodded, "because of me?"

"Sort of. I wasn't happy with her anyway, shit that sounds bad I just meant."

"I know." We sat like that, not looking at each other, and then he reached out and took my hand. "Wanna dance?"

"I'd love to," I said, smiling, we got up and pressed against each other, as close as we had been in the club, even though we had a whole cabin to ourselves. I ran my hands gently over his back as he placed his hands on my hips. We gyrated and swayed, turned and twirled; we dipped together,two bodies as one, and close as we could get. The song changed to in the still of the night

In the still of the night,

I held you, held you tight

CauseI love, love you so,

Promise I'll never, let you go,

In the still of the night

in the still of the night,

He leaned down and kissed me, gently then more persistently as I kissed him back.

I remember, that night in May

The stars were bright above,

I'll hold, and I'll pray,

To keep your precious love

Well before the light

I unbuttoned his shirt, and felt his cool skin, he pulled off my top and whispered in my ear,

"I love your pyjamas," I laughed against his lips as I realised I hadn't changed, his skin felt smooth and perfect next to mine. I kissed him hungrily.

Hold me again,

With all your might,

In the still of the night,

In the still of the night,

So before, the light

Hold me again, with all of your might,

In the still of the night,

In the still of the night

He picked me up and put me on the bed, lying on top of me.

"Are you sure?" he asked me, eyes searching mine,

"I've never been so sure of anything."

A/N well I hope you liked it, tell me if you want me to carry on by reviewing!