A/N: Ok, it's been a little while, a little longer than it usually takes me to update. This story is getting harder to write, the longer it gets, but I'm going to finish it the best that I can. I hope that more people comment me and tell me everything they think about my story and if you don't think that I should continue, tell me. I might not listen, bbut it's still a good thing to know. THANKS! READ REVIEW ENJOY
Jess showed up at the girls' apartment at eight o'clock, as promised. Of course, when he got there, Rory wasn't even close to being ready. He sat on the couch, talking to Sarah and being interrogated by Paris for at least fifteen minutes. When she finally did get into the living room, Jess jumped off the couch so fast, Rory got a head rush just watching him. He walked over to her and hugged her tightly, whispering in her ear. "Thank God you're done." they both smiled and pulled away. Jess gave Rory a quick kiss before she talked to Paris and Sarah.
"I'll be home later. Don't wait up and I'll have details," she said as her and Jess left the apartment.
"Who says you'll have any details? You don't even know what I have planned for tonight," Jess told her, walking down the stairs, his arm protectively wrapped around her shoulders.
"I know you Jess. I know there will be something to report back to my friends and to my mom. I know you better than anyone, so I know that you won't let this beautiful dress go to waste, now will you?" Rory asked gesturing to her dress. Jess shook his head no and pecked her quick on the cheek as they walked to his car.
"Never," he said when he pulled back. She smiled at him and kissed him on the lips before getting into his car, through the door that he was holding open for her.
"Thank you," she said once he was in the car. "For holding open the door and for not letting my dress go to waste."
"It's no trouble at all," Jess assured her as he pulled out onto the street.
"So what are wedoing tonight? I'm dying to know," Rory asked with pleading eyes.
"I'm still contemplating if I should tell you or surprise you. I know that you're not big on surprises, but I'm not sure."
"I really don't like surprises. I'm too much of an anxious person to like surprises. I say, you tell me and maybe I'll act surprised, if you really want me to."
"Fine, but I'm only doing it for my own good. God knows what you'll do to me if I don't tell you," Jess said honestly, but with a sarcastic smirk slowly spreading across his face.
"You're too good to me," Rory said smiling, but feeling guilty about the news she still had yet to tell him.
"Maybe, but I'm still making up for lost time and for being a jackass," Jess told her, looking straight at the road, embarrassed. "So, on the agenda tonight," he continued, "I'm thinking that we go Italian for dinner."
"I do love Italian," Rory interrupted.
"I know. After dinner, I thought that we go to the movies. Their showing Pippi Longstocking downtown, so I was thinking about that, because I know how much you love that movie." He didn't even have to look at Rory to know that she was smiling.
"Really, Jess, you are way too good to me," she said and kissed his cheek while he drove on. They arrived at a little restaurant, that Jess seemed familiar with, and got seated immediately, thanks to reservations. "So, Jess, I just remembered that when we were in Stars Hollow, we never got to see my grandparents," Rory said in the middle of dinner.
"Oh yes, I know. I never brought it up for a reason," Jess answered in between bites of his food. "Why are you bringing it up though?"
"Well, I was just thinking that I miss them. I haven't talked to them in such a long time. I didn't even contact them when we were in Connecticut. I feel like a horrible granddaughter," Rory said, looking down at her food. She was trying to stall until she told him about wanting to move back home sooner.
"Ror, you are far from a horrible granddaughter. Call them tomorrow if you feel that badly about it. You're not horrible." Jess held her hand tightly and kissed it. She smiled and took a sip of whine.
"Thank you. I will call them sometime tomorrow and then I can tell them about moving back home. They'll be excited. I probably shouldn't tell them about being home last week, they'd be mad."
"Hey, you ready to go?" Jess asked Rory who had finished eating minutes before he had.
"Completely," she told him. He motioned for the waiter to come over, and he did so, leaving the check. Jess looked at it and put down the money before walking over to Rory and pulling her outside with him. They walked out to his car and started driving in silence, content with each other and with the silence. They stopped in front of a movie theater and Rory smiled at the crowd standing outside. "Lets go," she said excitedly. He smiled at her giddiness and met her on the sidewalk.
He wrapped an arm around her waist and led her to the line where they waited to purchase their tickets. "I am so thirsty," he told her, momentarily resting his head on her shoulder.
"We should be in there in a little while, only a few more people until us," Rory pointed ahead. After a few more seconds of silence, she shivered from the cold and Jess instinctively wrapped his arm tighter. "Look at you, trying to keep me safe and warm."
"Aw jeez. It was a reflex," Jess said, embarrassed.
"Exactly," Rory said before kissing his lips and lingering a bit before pulling away and leaning into him for a hug. The line moved, but before they got to the ticket window they heard the ticket seller that the movie was sold out. Rory looked at Jess with disappointment.
"That's OK. We can go back to my place and have some of our own fun," Jess said trying to spare her from even more disappointment. She smiled at this and turned them towards his car.
"I'm up for it," she told him. He opened her car door and closed it once she was safely inside. When he got into the car he was practically jumped by Rory who was now kissing him passionately. Apparently she wasn't up for waiting. He hesitated at first but eventually welcomed it completely. He ran his hands through her hair and she rubbed her hands up and down his clothed chest.
"Rory, we can't do this here," he said in between kisses. She ignored his statement and closed the gap between them and kissed him again licking his lips with her tongue, waiting for entry. Again, he hesitated, but didn't want to stop her from being happy, or himself for that matter. Their tongues wrestled for power, but Jess pulled away again and Rory sat back, feeling defeated. Jess looked at her and spoke, "Rory. Come on, you know we can't do that here. We're pulled over on the side of a busy street with people surrounding us."
"Jess, do you actually believe that I would push it that far? It's me, come on," Rory said kicking her shoes to the floor and putting her seatbelt on.
"You may not have pushed it that far, but I probably would have, Rory. I had to stop it there or it wouldn't have stopped at all," Rory smiled at the amount of power she apparently had over him. He noticed the smile. "Dave isn't home, so we can finish this up once we get to my place. Maybe we could full on spend the night together. You fall asleep in my bed at a completely inappropriate hour and then wake up in my bed at some God forsaken hour so you can wake me up for work and then go back to your place before you have to go to work."Rory smiled again and pecked him quickly on the lips before he pulled onto the street. He held one hand on the wheel and one on her leg the entire ride to his apartment.
She reveled in the presence of Jess and laid her head on his passenger side window. He pulled into his normal parking space in front of his building and Rory sprang to awareness once Jess cut his engine. She got out of her seat and was met by a long lingering kiss from Jess who had already been standing outside of her door. She kissed back willingly but pulled away from his lips and walked to his building, leaving him confused. She turned around and gave him a flirtatious smile before going through the door and up the stairs, him following close on her heels. She didn't have a key to his and Dave's apartment, so she waited a few seconds for him to meet her at the door. Rory stepped out of his way so that he could put his key in the lock, but he didn't move yet.
He stared deep into her eyes and she met his gaze, both moving closer to each other without realizing it. That is until Rory's hand was on his chest, drawing small circles on the fabric of his shirt, and his hand was on the small of her back, mimicking her circles. With his free hand, he unlocked and opened his door and he broke their gaze and their contact when he walked into his apartment waiting for Rory to follow suit. She met him outside of his bedroom door and kissed him playfully. "You know, I think that this night is going very slow. Like snail speed," she said, her mouth lingering centimeters in front of his. He nodded, watching her lips as she spoke. She kissed him again, longer and stronger than before.
"Why don't we do something to change that?" He asked playfully, pulling away from her kiss. She agreed by pushing his chest, so that they were now standing in his bedroom, in front of his bed. He pulled her by her hips and turned them around so that now when they laid down on the bed he was on top. He kissed her once before he lead his lips to her neck, placing small butterfly kisses on her jaw line, down her chin and throat. His hands were propping him up on his bed, while hers were unbuttoning his shirt. With his shirt off and her dress being pulled over her head she met his glare with a smile.
Her smile was wiped away by the truth she had been wanting to tell him. He didn't notice because he was moving his head down to her lips again and when they met with hers, she wanted to reject them, but couldn't, and didn't want to, break their contact, ever. His tongue grazed her lips slowly and she welcomed his warm tongue in her mouth. He had his hands in her hair, but she was strikingly offbeat and distant. He pulled away from her mouth and saw something new in her eyes, no longer dancing with desire and love, but fear and sadness. "Rory, what's wrong?" He asked her laying onto his side, not wanting to be pushy.
She saw the worry in his eyes and nodded as though nothing was on her mind, but he knew her. He knew that she was trying to be brave for his advantage and when she went to kiss him again, he stopped her lips with his index finger. "Rory, come on. I know somethings going on."
"I know, but..." she said trailing off. All of a sudden, she felt shy in her bra and panties and found his shirt and pulled it on. "I need to tell you something, and I- I'm scared of telling you."
"You're scared. Rory, come on. Don't be afraid to tell me what's up. Don't pull a me and stop talking when things get hard. Tell me what's going on," Jess told her, pulling her into a hug. She hugged him back and kissed his shoulder before pulling away and laying her head on one of his pillows.
"I've made a decision and I am really happy about it. I'm just not sure how other people will feel about it," she started.
"What other people, Rory?" He asked her, trying to get some insight.
"My mom, Luke, you, Paris, Sarah, Lane, my grandparents," Rory said, looking at Jess, but trying to avoid eye contact. Jess nodded, and gestured for her to continue, joining her at his pillows. "Jess, I'm ready to go home."