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Chapter Seven: Recurring Themes

Rory sat on the couch in the living room of her apartment. It had been three whole days since the incident with Tristan and she hadn't seen him since. She also hadn't replied to either of two messages he had left on her cell. She almost regretted giving him that number in place of her home number when he had asked for it. But then again if she hadn't given him her cell number that would have looked really weird and she couldn't give him her home number and have Dean answer the phone that would be absolutely disastrous. She couldn't believe she had let him kiss her; she had cheated on her boyfriend, and willingly this time, not like that time he had kissed her in front of her apartment door. Rory couldn't bear to face him again after the embarrassment she had suffered when she realized what she had done, but she did have to admit she was getting seriously bored sitting around at home with nothing to do. Paris had gone to Europe to visit her parents where ever it was they were staying over there; Tanna had gone to visit her parents also. Rory didn't really have any other friends, apart from Lane back in Stars Hollow, but she'd been pretty busy lately with her job at Luke's. Rory knew she could go and stay with her mother for a while over the summer, but Dean didn't really like her staying away for more then a night. Coffee is what I need; coffee will make me feel better. Rory's coffee machine that her mother had given her as an apartment warming gift and Rory had affectionately named Tom, was now officially past his used by date, he made the coffee taste funny. Rory grabbed her coat and headed out the door, intending to visit her favourite coffee shop.

Rory paid for the large cup of coffee she ordered and made her way to the door. As she went to open it someone pushed it open knocking her drink and spilling it all down the front of her. Rory swore as the hot coffee seared her skin and tried to pull the shirt away from her skin, "great, just great."

Rory looked up at met the blue eyes of none other then Tristan DuGrey. "Damn it Tristan, this is a recurring theme with us, do you enjoy spilling coffee on me, is that it?"

"Of course not, shit I'm really sorry Rory."

"It's ok."

"Come on, I'll take you home."

"But my coffee machine isn't working."

"Um... well, I'll buy you another coffee, I have an old baseball jersey in my car, you can put that on, hold on a second while I get it."

Tristan didn't want for a reply he, jogged away and a few minutes later came back with a baseball jersey in his hand. Rory used the bathroom in the coffee shop to change into the top and then came back and joined Tristan at a table, where he had a coffee waiting for her. Tristan smiled at her, "it looks better on you then it does on me."

Rory attempted a small smile, but didn't meet his eye. "Are you avoiding me Rory?"

"No, of course not." Rory replied looking at a spot somewhere above his left shoulder.

"You haven't replied to either of my two messages."

"I've been busy."

"Don't lie to me Rory, I deserve better then that."

"Ok, I've been avoiding you, what happened between us should never have happened."

"I know, but I do have impulse control and it doesn't have to happen again."

"I guess you're right."

"We were just caught up in the moment."

Rory smiled, she liked that idea "yes that's it; we were caught up in the moment."

Tristan smiled back, "you want another coffee now?"

"Yes, please."

AN: Well, there's another chapter, I hope you all liked it. Please review and let me know what you thought and remember suggestions are welcome and again I know not the longest chapter on the history of the planet, I'm sorry. If you have the time, check out my new TRORY; Games of the Heart. Thanks to all the reviewers of my last chapter.