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Australian Summer
Chapter Two
Setting The Stage
"Right, now-"
"Make a right? Mom that's a wall!" I said confused.
"No. Go to the next hallway and make a left."
"Left?"
"Right."
"Right?"
"No, left!"
"I'm making a left?"
"YES!" Mom cried. I did as she told and I kept walking down the hall, not really paying attention. I walked into Finn.
"Oh!" He was all sweaty. And Shirtless. Mmm... shirtless Finn. Anyway, "Ew, you're all sweaty!" It was nice to look at, not feel.
"I'm sweaty?" Mom asked confused.
"No, Finn is."
"And how do we know this?"
"Because he's standing over me."
"Um, first off. Dirty. Secondly, why?"
"Because. I kind of walked into him."
"Oh." I was staring at him staring down at me. Well, actually, I was looking at his chest and abs while he stared down at me.
"Enjoying the view?" He asked smirking. I hadn't noticed his hand sticking out. I blushed as he pulled me to my feet.
"Thanks." I mumbled and started walking away. I heard him chuckle behind me.
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Having finally found the kitchen, I began looking for coffee. I failed to notice the person sitting at the island.
"Need help, pumpkin?" Riley asked. I spun around , caught of guard.
"I was looking for coffee. Any chance you could help..." I wasn't sure what to call him.
"Just call me Gramps, dear." He smiled. "I just put a pot of strong on."
"Thank god. I hate weak coffee." I said, taking a seat across from him.
"So, how do you like it so far?"
"Well, your grandson is a bit bipolar, and egotistical, but. My room is lovely. I like the colors."
"That's nice, love. I haven't the faintest of what it looks like, myself!" He laughed. I blushed lightly but laughed along with him. "Rich tells me you love to read. Has Finn shown you the library, yet?"
"Nope. He showed me to my room and let me get settled."
"Well, I'll be sure to make sure that he makes sure you the you see the library!" He laughed again. This man was crazy. In a fun way, but crazy nonetheless.
"Good." I laughed along with him. The coffee maker beeped and he poured us each a large mug.
"Too much?" He asked.
"Never." I replied instantly.
"Yup. You are her daughter." I smiled, knowing he was speaking of Mom. "How is she doing? I haven't seen her since a little after you were born. One of the cutest babies I've ever seen by the way." I blushed.
"She's great. She runs an Inn in our town, and when Mia dies, god forbid, it'll go to her."
"What of her love life? Has she ever married, engaged, dating?"
"She was engaged to my English teacher, but she called it off the night before."
"That's my Lorelai." He smiled.
"If she ever opened her eyes, she'd see what's right in front of her, being Luke, the diner owner who has been more of a father to me than Christopher ever has."
"Really, now?"
"He's been in love with her as long as I can remember. He's watched her go from guy to guy. It hurts him, but he won't risk their friendship. Kinda sucks, really."
"Well, you Gilmore women are oblivious to many things. That's a trait she gets from her mother. Rich asked her out 7 times before she realized he was serious. My fault really. I hit on her, the told her I had a girlfriend. She had no idea that I was Amelia's boyfriend from Australia." He laughed at the memory.
"Wow." This trip was definitely going to be interesting.
Shortly after that, Finn entered the room.
"Hello, Finn." Riley smiled at his grandson.
"Hey." I said as he sat next to me.
"'Ello." He replied pouring himself coffee.
"Your grandmother spoke to me about your request." I looked up at him, confused. Finn nodded at him.
"And?" He asked.
"She won't know until they are here, but I'm saying yes to both. He should be here for this." Riley said as Finn broke out into a smile. "Your sister should be here in an hour or so. I suggest you call the boys. God knows Stephie will need a day and a half to pack." He mused.
Finn was dancing around in a little circle at the moment. "Dad said yes!" He was chanting. He ran over to Gramps and hugged him. "Yes!"
"So, Finn what are these boys like?" I asked.
"Well, Colin is, well a snob. But once he's relaxed and in his element, he's a lot more fun. And Logan. Well Logan used to be a playboy. He's supposedly sworn off women. He's arrogant and cocky, but from what I hear from the ladies, he's reason, too. But he's reforming, so you may get along with him. Otherwise, you'll probably hate him."
"What made him reform?" I asked, curious.
"Remember that baby's room?" I nodded. "Well, the news of said pregnancy must have scared it soft." His grandfather let out a deep laugh, while it took me a moment to catch on. Once I did, the three of us laughed heartily at the joke. After a while, Finn ran off to go call the boys. I followed him a few minutes later.
"Do you want me to keep you a surprise?" I heard him ask. "Okay, I won't tell her." I slipped into his room, his back was too me. I laid down on his bed. It was comfy. I closed my eyes forgetting where I was. After a few minutes I didn't hear anymore talking, but I didn't really care. While I didn't notice the bed shift, I did notice the feeling of someone looming over me. I opened my eyes, to see Finn leaning on one side with his legs, but his arms holding him up on either side of me.
"Fancy seeing you here, kitten." He smirked at me, our faces a few inches a part. I had the feeling he was going to kiss me until his phone began ringing. I'd be lying if I'd said my heart didn't speed up and I found it hard to breathe. I'd also be lying if I'd said I didn't want him to kiss me. But I knew in the long run it would have been a mistake if he had. So thank god for whomever called.
He rolled to his side before rolling into a sitting position. "Perfect timing, Sis." I heard him mutter into the phone. "Hello?" He pulled the phone back from his ear as someone began yelling.
"I'm fat and pregnant and I'm not waddling to where ever the bloody hell you are, so get your arse to the kitchen now." With that there was a click.
"Wow." I mumbled.
"Yeah, so I wanted to tell you that before she got here." Finn said, looking anywhere but me.
"Okay." I shrugged getting up.
"You aren't like, going to freak out, or get all nervous or anything?" Finn looked surprised.
"What? Your sister is pregnant with Logan's kid at 17. Big whoop." Finn's jaw dropped.
"How did you-"
"Your conversation, the joke, a few other things. Not that hard." Finn nodded, still confused.
"Alright, then."
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When we entered the kitchen, a rather pregnant red head sat on a stool, with a carton of ice cream in front of her.
"Finny!" She opened her arms, signaling for him to go hug her. He ran to her, squealing, "Ari!" I smiled at the sight. I'd often longed for my own siblings.
"You must be Rory! Come give me a hug because I'm a whale and I'm not moving !" She was very forward, but I moved to hug her anyway. I felt the baby kick me.
"Did the baby just kick?" I asked.
"Yes. Here feel. She wants to say hello!" She placed my hand on her stomach. I felt the baby kick again. It was an amazing feeling.
"Hello, little girl! Does she have a name?"
"I want to keep the tradition. I'm naming her Aryn Amelia ." I smiled, then I began laughing.
"You realize she'll either be scared or a pirate, or a scared pirate." I mused.
"What?" She and Finn looked at me a bit oddly.
"Her initials. AA... AAH, aahhh,... AAR, aarrr. AARH aarrrhh, AAHR aahhhrr."
"How did you know? You told her?" She turned form me to Finn.
"Nope, she figured it out on her own." Finn shrugged.
"Oh, your smart. I like you. Sit, grab a spoon. Wait, Finn get me two spoons then go away." Finn grabbed two spoons, then placed a hand over his heart.
"Oh how you wound me my dear baby sister! I thought you loved me!" He threw his other arm over his eyes. "Oh the pain! I think I might die of it."
"I do love you. But I want to get to know Rory! Now go. You should know better than to mess with a pregnant woman!" Finn smiled, and placed a kiss on his sister's head before leaving the room dramatically.
Once he left, she turned to me, offering the carton. I dug in with her. "Mmmm... coffee." I savored at the same time she did. We both started laughing.
"So, when are you due?" I asked.
"August 9th." She replied rubbing her large belly with a huge smile. "You'd think I'd be all, bleh, 'cause I'm 17, pregnant, 'disgracing' my family, not even dating the father. But I'm not. I couldn't be happier. Well, I could. Like if I was allowed to be with Logan, but. Such is life." She said with a shrug.
"So, full name, date of birth, and love for coffee, scale 1-10." She demanded after a moment.
"Lorelai Leigh Gilmore. October 8, 1985. 12." I looked at her, prompting the same.
"Aryn Victoria Rothschild. November 8, 1985. 14. Never get pregnant, it increases cause you can't have it!" She whined.
"Wait, we're both named after our mothers!" I exclaimed after a moment.
"Is Victoria your mother's middle name, cause Leigh is my mother's." I nodded vigorously . "This is so cool!"
"Ooh, is Aryn addicted to coffee?" She nodded excitedly.
"Lorelai is, too?" I nodded back. We squealed happily together. Mom was right.
We talked for what seemed like hours before we finally had to get ready for dinner.
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I was getting dressed for dinner. It wasn't fancy, per say, but we were expected to dress up a little. I made the safe choice of a skirt, and was currently standing in only it, and my bra when my door opened. I spun around, completely forgetting to cover myself.
While my eyes skimmed over his body, taking in the khaki shorts once more and a dark green button down, his were doing the same. Finn's eyes ran over my bare legs, my semi short skirt, my flat stomach, up to my lace cover breasts before landing on my face. I was scowling with a blush. "Ever hear of knocking?"
"Nice choice, love." He commented walking further into my room. "Light blue is definitely a good choice." He mumbled as he came closer until he was right in front of me. He leaned into my ear to whisper, in what I would later realize was a husky tone, "Now, tell me, love, is it a matching set?" My blush deepened with his words, as my heart rate sped up and breathing became hard again. But I couldn't let him win.
"Who said I'm wearing anything else?" I challenged, and gulped. He smirked and ran his hand up my thigh, then under my skirt. My heart was beating so quickly I felt like I was having a heart attack. My breathing seemed to have stopped. He was going slowly, but the higher his fingers inched, the faster my heart went. He was about halfway up my skirt when a voice shouted from the hall.
"Interrupted by dear Aryn again." He muttered pulling away. I quickly threw the light blue fitted tee over my head, and followed him out into the hall.
"About time. I'm hungry! Help me waddle, Rory!" I linked arms with her and began walking. I looked over my shoulder to see Finn looking at me with an intense look in his eyes. He seemed to be concentrating. He smirked at me, but I didn't know why. Later I learned, had I looked down, it would have painfully obvious what he was concentrating on. Walking with an erection.
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We sat down at the table, Aryn, Finn, and I one side, with me in the middle. Grandma and Gran sat across from us, while Grandpa and Gramps sat at the heads, next to their wives. By the end of my first day, I'd already been calling them Gran and Gramps as if it was natural. And it was.
"Oh, it's been so long." Gran exclaimed. "There was a time when there was Lorelai, Aryn, and Riley sitting where you are."
"The three of them were inseparable!" Grandma gushed. "Unless there was a young lady to entertain him, Riley was always with them. He and Aryn were close, but he was also always hitting on Lorelai!"
"I wonder if he ever got anywhere?" Gran mused teasingly.
"Yup." "Uh huh." "Oh, yeah." Was chorused. Gran and Grandma looked at us shocked a little before laughing.
I came to notice that Grandma was very relaxed here. So was Grandpa. They looked so happy. I could see them retiring someday and moving out around here to be with them.
At some point during dinner, I felt a had creep up my thigh. I stopped moving for a moment, then realized it was Finn. I was determined to not let him get to me. I kept eating and speaking like it was nothing. I felt his hand slide over, so his palm was skimming the inside of my thigh. Then ever so slowly, he brushed his fingers upward, forcing the rough lace to rub against my center. I stifled a moan with a piece of cheesecake.
"This is really good!" I said to Aryn, who nodded in agreement but was busy eating hers, too. I took the time to realize Finn was left handed. Or at least he was eating with his left hand. His right hand was else where. He finally removed his hand from rubbing my thigh and center. I pouted slightly at the lose of contact.
As we all headed back to our rooms, I couldn't help but run recent events in my head. Why had I let him do that? He repulsed me as a dating prospect. Considering he only wanted to get in my pants most likely. Then again he'd technically already been there. I blushed, and out of the corner of my eye I saw him smirk.
"We should have a movie night!" Aryn exclaimed .
"Maybe tomorrow night when the rest are here. I'm sure Rory is tired from her flight with jet lag and all." He replied, smirking at me knowingly. Screw sleep, I wanted to get to my room to do other things.
"Yeah. Sorry, Ari. Tomorrow night, definitely." I agreed.
She pout a little before going in her room. Finn walked me to my door. He ran his finger down my cheek. "I guess its a set, huh, kitten?" He said in that husky tone again. His face was two inches from mine. He was leaning in. God, I wanted him to kiss me. Instead at the last minute he kissed my cheek. "Night, Rory." He whispered in my ear before walking off.
I was seriously disappointed. I went in my room and headed for the shower. Some how, sleep wasn't anywhere on my mind. Just Finn and how crazy this summer was after one day.
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When I woke in the morning, it came too quickly. Grudgingly, I dragged myself into the shower and then got dressed. I don't know how I managed to match. The light denim shorts and the black cami went well together though. Half awake I finally made my way down to the kitchen. As soon as I sat down someone placed a large cup of coffee in front of me. I drank half of it in one gulp, then smiled up at Gramps.
"Morning." My voice was still laced with sleep.
"Good mornin, love." He replied. A just as sleepy Finn and Aryn made there way down a few minutes later. As they sat down breakfast was placed in front of us.
"Morning, Gramps." They half moaned.
"How'd you all sleep?" Gramps asked us.
"This kid was up all night! She got way too excited." Aryn moaned. She kept glancing at my coffee. I felt bad, so when Gramps turned around I gave her a sip. Finn laughed into his. Aryn got this look of pure heaven on her face.
"I was tossing and turning. The bed was comfy as hell. But my mind was racing. I guess I'm just not used to being away from Mom." I lied. So what. Truth be told, my mother was the last thing on my mind last night. I saw Finn smirk behind his coffee.
"And you, Finn?" Gramps asked.
"I slept like a baby." He grinned at us. Aryn and I made a collective glare.
We made other conversation until Finn stood up sometime later.
"Well, I must be off. I have to go pick up me mates." He kissed Aryn's head, then mine. He paused for a minute, contemplating what he'd done, before brushing it off casually. He left the room quickly though. No one else seemed to be bothered by it but me. I shook my self a little.
"Well. Aryn, what do you say we waddle around the grounds. I've only seen the second floor and parts of the first. I'd love to see outside." I said.
"You could waddle." Gramps started. "Or take the golf cart." We both grinned.
"Let's go." She stood up slowly. She turned to me and whispered, "Oh, fill up your coffee and bring it." I smiled and did as she requested. Gramps shook his head at us.
"They should have stuck to their first plan." He muttered with a smile. We both looked confused but brushed it off.
"Ooh. We have the gardens, the golf course, the tennis court, the fields, the lake, the pool, the pool house, and the patios! I love this place!" She squealed as we got into a golf cart , with me driving, as she sat comfortably next to me. I just shook my head. This was going to be an awesome summer.
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