Chapter Title: Your Body Is A Wonderland by John Mayer. Love, love love this song! And John Mayer is pretty awesome too.

Rating: M, just for this chapter. This one is a little on the racy side. If some of you are uncomfortable with that, I understand. I don't expect you to read it. For those you of you who are… Read on.

AN: I got this done in two hours on Monday. It's amazing what a tube of Pringles and a promise of watching their favorite movie will do to two kids. I've got them all this week, and I'm working half days at work. I'm not used to being home this much. But here you go. Here's the next chapter, enjoy.

We got the afternoon

You got this room for two

One thing I've left to do

Discover me

Discovering you

Rory stared at the house I front of her. She had called Jess late last night to get directions. She had wanted to surprise Tristan. She walked around to the back of the house and stood o her tiptoes to grab the spare key. She smiled in victory when she opened the back door.

The house was quiet except for Rory's footsteps. She took in her surroundings counting each door she passed until she came to the fourth one on the right. She paused trying to listen. When she was satisfied she opened the door.

The room was dark except for a sliver of light coming through the closed curtains. Rory felt her way across the room. She bumped her knee and let out a small yelp. Tristan shot up from the bed.

"Regina?"

"No." Rory said putting her hands to face to hide her shame.

"You." Tristan said reaching for her.

"Me." Rory said as Tristan pulled her onto the bed.

Nothing else was said. Tristan held Rory in his arms wishing that every morning could start like this. Rory made him want to be a better person. He had already noticed the change. He loved her more than he had ever loved anyone in his life.

It wasn't supposed to be like this. He was seventeen; he was too young to be thinking about being in love. Rory was like a drug he couldn't get enough of. She made him think, kept him on his toes. She challenged him. Yet she had no idea that she was slowly torturing him.

"So, who's Regina?"

"The maid. She should have been here by now. I'll call her and her to take the day off." He said reaching over her to grab the phone.

Rory sighed wrapping her arms around him. Tristan ran his fingers through her hair not wanting the moment to end. Rory looked up at him smiling when he kissed her forehead. She buried her face in his neck kissing him behind his ear. Tristan groaned before pulling Rory closer to him.

Rory ran a hand down his stomach stopping at his boxers. Tristan pushed her hand away before rolling over. He reached into his nightstand without saying a word. Rory pulled off his boxers getting him ready. She ran her fingers over his erection making him hiss.

"Tease."

"Me?" Rory asked looking up giving him an innocent look.

"You don't fool me." He said rolling the condom down.

"I'm a good girl. I have a halo and everything."

"Yeah, those horns hold it up real well too." Tristan said before he threw up his hands defending himself from her slaps.

Rory lay on top of him guiding him into her. Tristan sat up as Rory wrapped her legs around him. His hands went everywhere. He wanted to remember every curve of her body.

Every time they were together Tristan learned something new about her. This time he learned that Rory liked to feel that she was in control of the situation. She wasn't always like that. But when she was Tristan would follow her willingly.

Rory dug her nails into his shoulder making him moan. Tristan gave her a stern look moving faster. She laid down bringing him with her. He leaned down, brushing his lips to hers. She wrapped her arms around his neck, not wanting him to move. He moaned into her mouth before putting his forehead to hers. They both came down at the same time panting. Tristan pulled Rory into his arms.

"God." He said finally catching his breath.

"That was…"

"Rory Gilmore, are you speechless?"

Rory smiled into his shoulder before kissing his neck.

"I guess so." He said rubbing her back.

They stayed in bed all day. Rory's stomach growling made Tristan reach for the phone.

"Food." Rory mumbled.

"I'm taking care of it." Tristan said tweaking her nose.

"I need to call my mom." She said reaching for her purse.

Rory walked out of the room and sat on the staircase waiting for Lorelai to pick up.

"Crapshack."

"Hey mom."

"Thank God it's you. I was about to report you missing."

"I'll be home in a couple of hours."

"At least you're checking in."

"I would have called sooner. But there's a lack of clocks around here."

"Are you serious?"

"The only two I saw were in the kitchen and the upstairs hall."

"Lover boy doesn't have on in his room?"

"Just the one on his cell phone. He hasn't used it much today."

"Ugh. I don't want to know why."

"But you were begging me to tell you about my sex life a couple of weeks ago."

"I've seen the error of my ways. Be home by nine."

"Movie night."

"Bring Tristan if you want."

"Really?"

"He's not staying the night."

"Can I—"

"No you can not stay there."

"You're mean!"

"I love you too sweetie. Bring junk food." Lorelai hung up before Rory could respond.

Rory walked back into the room and Tristan patted the bed. She sat next to him and laid her head on his shoulder.

"The food should be here soon."

"What did you get?"

"It's a surprise."

The doorbell rang making Rory sit up. Tristan told her to stay there and that he would be right back. He was standing at the door a minute later holding something behind his back. Rory walked over to him trying to take the bag from him. He pulled it out of reach shaking his head. She smiled evilly before kissing him. Rory slyly grabbed the bag and yanked it from him.

She ran to the bed squealing when he came after her. The bag was open before he could stop her. Rory smiled in victory taking out the food.

"I'm in heaven."

"You like Indian food?"

"Like, worship… Same thing."

Tristan laughed watching her dive in. He would look back on today when he got older and this is what he would remember, this and the feel of her skin under his. It had been a good day.

They were standing by her car when she invited him over.

"Can't."

"Why? Got a hot date?"

"Actually I do."

"With who? Your blow up doll?"

"Oh my God. You saw that?"

"Yeah." She said laughing.

"I'm going to see my Granddad."

"I'll let it slide. Just this once."

"Oh, thank you."

"You're welcome." She said before kissing him.

She watched him through the rear view mirror. The old her would never have come over here. Much less spent the day with him. She was beginning to like this side of her he was bringing out.