Finally, it was the day Rory was coming home, and no matter how busy Jess tried to make himself he couldn't get it out of his head that she was going to be back. Part of him wanted to say something to her, ask her anything, talk to her, but he knew better. She was giving him the silent treatment, and two could play at that game.

Luke had allowed Jess the morning hours off, something about how he should go out and partake in the town festivities. Jess hated them just as much as Luke did, but it was a great distraction when Shane piped up that she would love to join him, only with so many less words.

Shane snuck upstairs and joined Jess in the apartment. She had never been up there before and after Jess' small little tour she nervously chewed the mint gum in her mouth. "Well, this is it." Jess said as he concluded the tour. He watched her look around, but her eyes never lingered on one spot long enough for him to strike up a conversation about anything.

Jess and Shane had already established talking wasn't their strongest qualities when together. Not that talking was ever a strong quality in Jess to begin with. So instead Jess found himself holding Shane's waist to his and pressing his lips hungrily to hers. And Shane had no protests. Jess welcomed the familiar bubble gum flavored lip gloss into his mouth as he slowly stepped her closer to his bed.

With a little help from his hand on her lower back she found the bed and laid on it, her lips never leaving his. He climbed on top of her, pressing his body firmly against hers. They had been in this position a few times now, but Jess never tried to go farther. Until today.

He wasn't sure what possessed him today, but his hand found her belt and instantly tried to undo it. Shane once again had no protests. In fact, her hand found the base of his hair line and pulled gently at it, Jess groaned and knew he needed to make the next step. He bit at her lower lip, feeling it swell in his mouth. She moaned into his mouth and arched her back, pressing her chest into his.

Jess' mind was going crazy, and nothing he was doing was fast enough. He wanted to keep feeling her press against him, but the need to have her skin against his was growing inside of him and creating a monster. One that was attempting to rip off her clothes, one article at a time.

Shane was easy. Shane was simple. He never had to struggle to much to figure out just what she wanted and any problem could simply be fixed with mouths locking together for long increments of time, only coming up long enough to breathe before digging right back in. And this was being coming a comfortable situation. That was, until he realized Rory was coming home and he wasn't sure what was going to happen next.

Shane wasted no time after they had made their rounds in finding her lips locked with his once more, and when Jess found himself pinned against a tree he had no protests. Other than the annoying sounds of the same song over and over again in the background. He wanted to throw a rock at the singing group, hoping that with one down the rest would follow and quit their singing altogether. Point one for Taylor.

Jess hadn't noticed Rory finding him, he was too busy with his hands roaming Shane's body as she pinned him against the tree. Sliding his hands in her back pockets he grew more and more content with his distraction. He was even starting to drown out the annoying singing and focusing instead on the soft moans that kept escaping Shane's lips as he deepened his kiss. The memories of earlier only fueling the fire between them.

His tongue found hers and did their little dance, one he had gotten so used to in the few weeks that he and Shane had spent together. One that still did things to his 17-year-old body and mind that drove him crazy. She didn't care who watched, so why should he? He was already the bad boy, why not deepen his image with a few graphic public displays of affection.

"Gotta go." He said between kisses. "Work." But he never took his hands off of her, never let her lean out of his touch. He needed this, he needed to fill the void inside of him with something and Shane was fitting in nicely right now.

He pried his hands off of her and pushed himself off the tree. It was then, and only then that he spotted Rory walking away with Dean's hand in hers. And he knew. She made up her mind, once again the giant imp won. And so be it. "Come by later." Jess said, pecking Shane on the lip as she reapplied lip-gloss to them to hide the evidence he had been there. Not that it helped, it only made her puffy lips look bigger and more inviting. Plus, he was getting used to the sticky sweetness of her bubblegum flavored lip-gloss.

Luke had opted to be silent when Jess came trudging back into the diner. He watched Jess angrily tie his apron around his waist and grab at the half full coffee pot and make his rounds. Luke knew what today was, and knew that there was a chance Jess had seen Rory while out on his little trip. That is of course if he had taken the time to pry his face off of Shane's.

"What would you like to order?" Jess asked in his usual angry way. Most the guests had gotten used to it, this was Jess. A ball of pent up anger, and frustration. "What the menu have to many big words for you to understand?" He asked, growing annoyed that they didn't answer. "Okay, I'll give you more time."

Luke shook his head and swooped in, his notepad in his hand. "Sorry about that. Are you ready to order?" He asked, only slightly nicer then the boy before. He jotted down their order and threw the card to Cesar in the kitchen. "Jess a word?" Luke asked, gesturing to the supply closet.

Jess set the coffee pot down and picked up the order in the window. "Nope." He swiftly moved around the diner floor, both placing and taking orders form the few guests inside. Luke didn't want to give up, but he knew better then to keep prying. He would eventually crack the boy, but here, on the diner floor probably wasn't the best option.