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Note: Oh geeze thanks for the reviews. Let's clarify something right now THIS IS A LITERATI. Which Rory/Jess. The Lorelai we're talking about is Rory. Don't worry I won't call her Lorelai the whole story. That would be too weird. I don't paticularly like this chapter at all. I wrote it in Jess's POV which was just weird. But I thought the whole conversation with him and Luke would be funnier that way.

Dione Robertson- I had to have that line in there. So classic.

Lee-Hello friend! You'll be able to get past the whole Lorelai/Rory thing starting this chapter I promise. And I know this hasn't been done before haha!I don't know why? That's why I did it. I have so many ideas in my head. Muahaha.

Mari-Thanks for using the word innovative in that review...it made me feel creative haha.

It might be hard to but...enjoy this i guess.


Jess POV

It was 11:55…I was getting pretty anxious.

I'm not some horny little freak really. I mean haven't gotten any since before I moved to Stars Hollow. Sure there was Chelsea but do you really think I had a chance having sex with her? This was really the first girl I'd seen in a long time that had caught my complete interest. The fact that she was a stripper but could still hold her own in an argument about Hemmingway was a huge turn on of sorts for me. Why the hell is this girl a stripper anyways? She seemed smart…why is she here?

My thoughts are broken when I see that Luke, TJ, and the others are ready to leave. I feel a little panicked forgetting the minor detail of Luke being my ride back. That means I would have to tell him I'm going off to go screw a stripper who's an Ayn Rand nut. What a great conversation this will make.

Luke stops in front of me and signals that we're leaving but I shake my head no and keep staring at my book.

If I refuse to leave this awkward situation that will come up could just go away. Or not.

"Jess…why aren't you getting up…we're leaving…I thought you'd be glad," he said to me sounding a little annoyed.

I stared straight at my book while saying, "Can't I'm meeting someone here. I'll see you tomorrow at the wedding."

From the corner of my eye I saw Luke's eyebrow rise questioningly at me.

"Who are you meeting up with?" he asked.

"None of your business," I retorted.

And almost out of nowhere Lorelai appeared out of her sexy get-up but now in a wife beater and jeans. Why is it that even in a simple outfit this girl looked orgasmic?

Just take the girl and go Jess before Luke even notices anything. It could be that easy…if she didn't have the urge to speak.

"Hey…ready to go?" she asked while winking at me.

Patience grasshopper.

Luke looked at Lorelai and then looked back at me confused and a little bit shocked. He yanked me from my chair and I dropped my book. He dragged me away from Lorelai who was looking slightly amused. Luke finally let go of me and started to rip into me.

"Jess…what the heck is going on? Where are you going with this girl." To her apartment. Because I'm sure not doing anything with her above a diner.

"Luke I'm not 17 anymore. You don't have to know where I'm going every waking moment."

"Jess…this girl…is a stripper. She works here!" That explains her lack of clothing during working hours.

"And…?" What was the point of this anyway?

"Do you even know her name?"

"You think I'm that stupid Luke. You offend me. It's Lorelai," I retorted smirking.

His eyes widened.

"And no her last names not Gilmore so don't freak out," I added quickly.

"I always knew that would turn out to be a stripper's name," Luke muttered.

"My thoughts exactly."

"How are you getting home? You better be at this wedding Jess we're counting on you!" he said sticking his finger in my face. He needed to put that thing away.

"Don't worry about it Luke. I always have a way to get by."

"I will hunt you down if you're not there Jess."

"I know."

"And um…use protection will you." He said uncomfortably. Oh God.

"Oh Luke don't even…ahhh!" I replied disgusted.

I didn't even want to remember this conversation.

Luke and I said our goodbyes and I awkwardly made my way back to Lorelai.

"So what was that about?" she asked curious.

"Oh…he's my ride home that's all. So Lorelai…should we be leaving?"

"Yes we should. By the way…call me Rory. I only use Lorelai while I'm working."

"Rory it is," I said nodded.

We walked out of the club and headed to her car. We walked closely to each other and I swear I could feel sparks going back and forth between us. I awkwardly put my arm around her waist and pulled her closer. She smiled at me shyly and stopped us for a minute.

"Jess…I feel kind of weird about this now. I mean I have one conversation with you and all of a sudden I want to have sex with you? What is that? What is wrong with me?" she rambled looking distressed now.

I usually have that effect on people after awhile.

I laughed a little. "I know it is a little weird. We don't have to do anything you know?"

Wait…did I just say that…since when was I a nice guy? Her smile brightened a little and she relaxed. Maybe it was because of that.

The drive to her apartment was filled with silence. I mostly stared out the window thinking of what could possibly happen when we reached our destination. What were we going to do…sit around and watch movies?

The car stopped breaking me out of my thoughts and we reached the apartment building. It was nice. I mean it didn't look like rats and cockroaches were usual tenants so even that to me was a good deal. Her apartment was on the first floor, which saved us a long awkward elevator trip. We stepped through the door and immediately a tiny Chihuahua greeted me jumping onto my leg wagging it's little tail excitedly.

I hate dogs.

Rory laughed at my discomfort and picked up the overgrown rat while heading into what seemed to be the living room. I followed her cautiously in there while she put her dog in its cage. I took a look at my surroundings and I gotta say this is a pretty nice apartment. She looked over at me and smiled looking like she didn't know what to do. Then again I didn't know what I was doing either.

"So…" I said awkwardly looking around aimlessly.

"Um…so do you want to watch a movie I guess?" she asked shyly.

I looked at her standing like an awkward teenager on the first date and felt a tug at my heart. I had this intense urge to just be near her at that moment. She seemed so shy despite the confidence she pulled out during our first conversation. Maybe it was the job. Maybe that wasn't her.

Either way I wanted to know her.

I nodded at her giving her an answer to her previous question. She relaxed a little bit and starting talking nonsense about movies and went to a cabinet that was filled with more movies than I could count. She picked out House of Wax saying this was one of those nights she needed to see Paris Hilton die. I laughed a little at her comment and settled myself on her couch. She put the movie on joined me.

As things got a little more jumpy and too queasy for her during the film she snuggled into me more. Pretty soon her arms were around my waist and her head was on my chest. Despite what was going on in front of us…it seemed like the most peaceful moment. She lifted her head up to look at me and our eyes locked and time froze. She lifted her head closer to me and leaned in towards her shutting my eyelids slowly. Her hand reached behind my head pulling my head towards her even faster and our lips lightly touched sending me into oblivion.

I'd never felt something that good in my entire life.