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"Which bed do you want?" he asked as he flung their stuff on the floor. She walked up to him and wrapped her arms around his waist. With a smile she looked up at him.
"Yours." He laughed at her brazen attitude.
"Ha." He scoffed. "If you think I'm sleeping with you tonight, you're crazier than I thought."
"And why not?" She said with a pout.
"If we were to sleep together, it would just be in retaliation of Logan's actions. That's not the right reason at all. I don't like feeling used." He said with a smile.
"Oh really?" She said as he moved against her. He had her against the wall.
"Besides, we haven't even kissed yet." She smiled as he licked his lips.
"Touché." She said as she wrapped her arms around his neck and brought him in for a kiss. It started off soft and playful, but she quickly found herself lost in it. Her head was spinning as his tongue explored her lips and mouth. She returned the favor and she felt him moan. When breathing was necessary, he broke the kiss. He watched as she slowly opened her eyes. They were cloudy with desire.
"And you don't want to sleep with me," she said with a grin. She looked flushed as she put a hand to her chest.
"I've been waiting 4 years for that kiss." He said honestly. She nodded in agreement.
"I know what you mean." He leaned his forehead against hers. If one kiss does that, I can't even begin to think about how mind-blowing sex would be. She felt her heart jump as he leaned in again, this time kissing her neck. He found the spot behind her ear immediately and she moaned. His touch was magic. He knew exactly what to do and it was amazing.
"Tristan," she said in a deep sultry voice. He knew that voice would be the death of him. He was hard as he pressed her harder against the wall.
"Mary," he said mocking her tone. She pushed him off of her and against the bed as she said,
"My turn." He sat down on the bed, out of momentum. She crawled onto his lap and straddled him. She remembered how he used to stare at her ears in class. She nibbled and sucked on his earlobe. She heard him groan and she smiled wickedly.
"Mary," he whispered, this time in a hoarse voice. She knew exactly what to do to drive him crazy. He knew he was losing a battle.
"Tristan, what are you thinking about," she said as she kissed him again.
"Filthy things." He said as she giggled.
"Those things could be a reality. All you have to do is say the word." She stopped kissing him to look him in the eye. She took his hands in hers and entwined their fingers.
"I love you." She said in complete honesty. In her eyes, he saw every emotion he was feeling reflected back at him. He had been waiting 4 years to hear her say that, and that was enough for him.
"I love you too." He said. "I always have." She looked at him and smiled.
"Prove it." She said with a glint of mischief in her eye. He raised an eyebrow at her. "You have 4 years of catching up to do. Starting…now." She said looking at the clock to emphasize her point.
"You have no idea what you are getting into." He said honestly.
"Try me." She said fearlessly. He sat back and thought about it.
"Ok, if you insist." He said as if it was against his will. He stood up and stripped. When he was completely naked, he climbed on top of her.
"The first thing I loved about you was your eyes. They turn brighter when you are playful and they get darker when you are upset or concerned." He kissed each one of her eyelids. She lay there listening intently while he went on describing everything that he loved about her features and then kissing them. He moved down her neck to her collarbone. He slowly removed her shirt as he talked about her skin.
"Porcelain, soft, silky" he said in between the kisses he was trailing down her stomach. He talked about her hands and took the time to kiss each and every one of her fingertips. He removed her jeans and started talking about her legs.
"And your legs, god how I love your legs." He started at her toes and kissed his way up to her inner thighs. She pouted when he stopped. She looked at him; he was just staring at her. Her entire body was alert and alive. She could feel every nerve in her body buzzing in anticipation. Taking in the mental picture, he couldn't help but whisper in her ear.
"God you're so beautiful," he said as he brushed his thumb over her chest. He kissed her hair and went back to his ministrations. She moaned as he teased and sucked on her nipples. Without missing a beat he slid a finger into her. She was overwhelmed by the action, unaware on where to focus her pleasure. He kept his tongue on her chest as he inserted another finger into her. She felt herself begin to climb and she closed her eyes, letting herself enjoy the ride. When she stopped shaking, he went down on her, giving her no time to catch her breath.
"Tristan" she moaned, half out of exhausted disbelief. She started climbing again, this time much slower than she wanted. She bucked for friction, but he put a hand on her stomach to keep her in place.
"Tristan, please." She was going crazy. She was almost there when he stopped. She opened her eyes, as she looked at him disappointedly.
"It broke my heart to leave you, but it was worth it. I promise, it will never happen again." He whispered as he slid into her. She quickly found his rhythm. As she tightened around him, he began to shake. As he fell on top of her, she wrapped her arms around him and kissed the top of his head. He was exhausted as he rolled over bringing her head to his chest. She tangled her legs around his and he held her like that all night long.
Rory woke up to the steady movement of Tristan's chest moving. She could hear his heart beating and she didn't want to move. Everything was perfect.
"Hey you." He said as she started to stir. She looked up at him with sleepy eyes.
"Hey." She kissed him "Last night was…" she said as she kissed his neck.
"It's ok Rory. Not even Oxford has a word for last night." She giggled. He felt like he was flying, but he paused as her eyes suddenly got dark. "Hey. What's wrong?" He asked as he put his finger under her chin to look into her eyes better.
"When do you go back?" she asked with tears in her eyes. He felt his body drag and he hit the floor again.
"Oh, baby, not until Saturday. That gives us a week ok?" He hadn't even thought about it. She nodded her head slowly. "But you know, Yale is looking a whole lot more appealing." He said thoughtfully.
"No Tristan." She shook her head. "You love North Carolina, you only have a year left. Besides, summer vacation is just a couple months away. We can make it until then." She kissed him.
"I would change it in a heartbeat, for you."
"But what kind of girlfriend would I be to ask that of you. A terrible one. Let's not talk about it anymore. We've got a week together." She put her head back on his chest and he kissed her hair.
"I love you." He said. "And we're gonna make it work. No matter what."
"I know. I love you too." She couldn't help but smile as she thought about the offer. She would never allow him to change his life for her. But the fact that he offered was the sweetest thing anyone's ever done for her.
"You want some breakfast, coffee maybe?" He asked.
"Do you even need to ask? A Danish too" She added quickly. "While you do that, I'm going to hop in the shower." She said as she rose from his chest. He pulled her back to kiss her. She smiled and walked into the bathroom. He had the strongest urge to follow her into the shower, but he knew that she would need coffee eventually. He picked up the phone and dialed room service.
As Rory emerged from the shower, Tristan was sitting in bed, reading the paper. She loved to see him in his glasses; it was so cute.
"Anything worth reading?" She asked as she grabbed her Danish and cup of coffee off the cart.
"Depends. How interested are you in the sports section?" She wrinkled her nose and he laughed. "That's what I thought. Here." He said throwing her the rest of the paper.
"Thank you." She said triumphantly. Just then her cell phone rang. She looked at the ID and found it was her mother. She opened it and said, "Hey."
"Long lost daughter! Where have you been all my life?" Rory giggled and Tristan looked up at her.
"Actually, a lot has been happening in the last 48 hours." Tristan figured now would be a good time to take his shower, give her some privacy. He got up and motioned to the bathroom. Rory nodded as her mother went on.
"Ooo Juicy details. Please!"
"Well, Logan and I broke up." She waited through the pause.
"You did?"
"Yep. And now, I'm kind of dating his cousin." She smiled as if bracing herself for the worst.
"What! What the hell happened there?"
"Do you remember Tristan DuGray…from Chilton?"
"The hot evil one? NO! Seriously? You are dating Bibleboy?"
"Yes,"
"Is he still really hot and rich?"
"More so."
"Wow. So, what, you just saw each other from across the room and what happened?"
"We stayed up all night talking, I mean like I was up at 6 AM and it wasn't because I woke up that early. And then it just kind of all fell into place. I mean, Logan and I were going to break up soon anyway. But mom, it's pretty serious already."
"How serious could it be, you just re-met the man 48 hours ago?"
"I love him. I think, I mean…I could see this working out, in the long run." She heard her mother gasp. There was silence on the other end. "I know it seems sudden, and I can't even believe it myself. But when you know,"
"You just know." Lorelei completed her sentence. "Just, be careful, I don't want you to get hurt."
"I'm thinking of bringing him home sometime this week. Is that ok?"
"Hell yes you are. I need to meet this man who has stolen my daughter's heart. Wait…If you aren't at Logan's, where are you?"
"Tristan put me up in a hotel last night, his apology for stealing me away from my lodging."
"You were in a hotel with a strange boy last night? I don't want to know any more details."
"Ok." Rory was slightly uncomfortable with what this sounded like to outside people. Were they moving too fast?
"Well you sound happy, that's good enough for me I guess. When are you coming home?"
"Tonight, do you think you could get Tristan a room at the inn?"
"Yeah, and if not, I'm sure Luke wouldn't mind if he stayed at the Diner."
"Thanks mom, for everything. You're the best."
"I try. I'll see you tonight then."
"Bye." Rory closed the phone and lay down on the bed. What did I get myself into? She thought as Tristan came out of the bathroom with a towel draped around his waist. Oh yeah, she smiled to herself.
"What are you smiling at?" Tristan asked as he started digging through his suitcase.
"You're meeting my mom and Luke tonight." He froze and turned around.
"Oh really? That's good, I guess." She smiled and walked up behind him.
"Don't be nervous. They'll love you. I know it."
"Did your mom remember me at all?" She giggled.
"Yeah…She remembered you were evil, and she wanted to know if you were still hot and rich." He raised an eyebrow.
"And you said?"
"More so. Oh, and she might call you Bibleboy, it's a play off of the whole nickname thing. She was very proud of herself for thinking of it so just smile and play along." He winced. This was going to be harder than he thought it was. "I got you a room at my mom's inn, that way you don't have to drive back."
"Are you going to be staying in Stars Hallow?" He asked.
"Yeah, there really is no reason for me to stay in Hartford, except for you, but I figured you wanted to get on my mother's good side." She winked. "But don't worry, I'll drive up to spend my days with you." She kissed him.
"I must really love you." He said as he kissed her back. He knew that winning over the mother was the hardest part. He didn't have a head start either. He stole her away from her other boyfriend and then spent the night with her in a hotel room. It was times like this he was thankful for all those lessons in military and finishing school.