A/N: Here's the next chapter...kind of a filler with a fun cliff hanger ending! Well, sort of...
That night, Rory spent a long time getting ready for the wedding rehearsal since they were having a nice dinner right after. She had to be dressed pretty nicely.
She finally settled on a black silk dress. It was shiny and fit her figure perfectly. It had a halter top so the back was fairly exposed. She had her silver sweater with her just in case and she was wearing strappy black high heeled sandals. They had a little bit of rhinestone detail.
She grabbed her black clutch with her necessities and headed downstairs to meet everyone in the hall where the ceremony would take place the next day.
"Good. Gilmore's here."Paris called. "Let's start. Gilmore, you and Tristan walk down first. Line up, everyone!"
Paris ran around instructing everyone and Rory took her place beside Tristan, "Is she pissed that I was late?"
"She's Paris. She's always pissed."
"I had clothing issues." Rory shrugged.
"Well, the extra time was obviously worth it. You look beautiful."
Rory smiled up at Tristan, "Thank you. You look great, too."
Tristan was wearing dark khacki pants and a button down black shirt. He smiled, "Well, thanks. I appreciate that, Mare."
Rory rolled her eyes and Paris yelled at the piano player to start the music and then at Rory and Tristan to start their trek down the aisle. It was going to be a long night.
With Paris in charge, the rehearsal that should have been about thirty minutes long, was an hour and a half long. But finally, everyone was sitting inside the banquet hall where the reception would take place the next day, eating their dinners.
Somehow Rory and Tristan had ended up next to one another. Rory kept glancing over at Tristan. She wondered if he was thinking about her or if he didn't even care. There had always been something about him that drew her attention to him. Even when he was mean and annoying, she couldn't help but think he was cute.
"Okay!" Paris stood up, "So, Connor and I have to give our speech's and pass out our gifts to the bridal party. So, I don't care anything about tradition, I'm starting."
Rory giggled, "That's our Paris." She whispered to Tristan.
He smiled at her and they turned their attention back to Paris.
"I'm starting with my maid of honor, Rory. Rory, I don't quite know what our friendship could be defined as. We met at Chilton and definitely had our issues, but we usually got along. She helped me get ready for my first date. Actually, she informed me that I had been asked out, and missed it. She helped me go through boyfriends and survive Yale. I couldn't have done much without her. I'm going to sound like a softie now, and you're all going to immediatly forget about this speech, but Rory, I love ya!"
Rory laughed, "I love you too, Paris!"
Paris went on with her other speeches and then Connor took his turn and they passed out their gifts and exchanged gifts with each other a day early. Everyone just sat around talking.
Rory turned to Tristan, "I'm going to call it a night. I have to finish my speech for the reception tomorrow and I'm stumped."
"Ugh, yes." Tristan agreed, "I have to finish mine too. I'll come up with you."
"Okay." The two of them made their excuses to Paris and left. They took the elevator up to their floor and walked to Rory's door.
"Thanks, Tristan." Rory smiled up at him.
Tristan slid an arm around her waist and Rory bit the inside of her lip nervously. Tristan smiled and dipped his head to kiss her.
He pressed his lips against hers and ran his tongue along her lips. She parted them to allow his tongue to slip through. He pressed her body up against the wall with his.
She moaned lightly. She'd never been kissed like this. At least not that she could remember. She could barely breath but she didn't want to stop.
All of a sudden out of nowhere, Paris's voice got throught to her, "Ahh, another Kodak moment."
Tristan quickly pulled off of Rory and they both stood and looked at Paris nervously.
"No, really, guys. Let's get that pose again, I want it for the albums. I was the one who hooked up DuGrey and Gilmore again. I'm proud. It'd be a great memory."
"Shut up, Paris." Rory rolled her eyes, "What do you want?"
"I'm just kidding. Ror, I just wanted to remind you to meet the girls and me down in the lobby at 9 sharp tomorrow morning."
"Thanks, Paris." Rory stuck her key in her door and opened it.
"Night, guys." Paris grinned and winked and headed back into the elevator.
Rory was still breathing hard when Tristan came back to her. He pushed her gently into her hotel room and the door slammed shut. He pressed her up against the wall, right there and kissed her again, harder this time.
Rory's hands grasped his shirt and she started to untuck it. With one last hard kiss, he pulled away, both of them breathing hard.
"Night," he opened the door and winked at her, "Rory."
With that, he was gone. Rory stayed where she was, to catch her breath for a couple minutes. Of course, it was just like Tristan DuGrey to leave her all bothered and wanting more. He didn't know any other way.
Rory went to bed wondering what tomorrow would bring. With the wedding, the reception, and especially her and Tristan.
A/N: I know this was way shorter than the other chapters. Like a fourth of the length, but the next chapter will be really really long. Possibly the longest one yet. Press the pretty blue-ish/purple-ish button and please review! It doesn't take too much time!