A/N – Sorry for the wait, so enjoy.

"Tristan." Rory replied and saw how his lips turned into a smirk.

Tristan watched as Rory came nearer and nearer. Her face looked so beautiful in the setting sun and her hair flew out behind her head. She came to a stop right next to the picnic bench and she sat down. Tristan eyed her carefully.

"I don't bite you know. Not hard anyway. So you can scoot over if you want. I feel terribly lonely all by myself." He said and patted the place next to him.

Rory rolled her eyes and moved over, but made sure that there was still a little space in between them. She heard Tristan chuckle and looked at him.

"So you came." He stated. "I didn't think you would."

"Yeah well, it's not like I really had a choice and don't think because we met once –" Rory began, but Tristan interrupted.

"Twice." He said with a smirk.

"Fine then, twice. Don't think because of that, that you actually know me." Rory said a little annoyed.

"Don't play stupid with me. If you didn't wanna come, I'm sure you wouldn't have. So what I can see, is that you came willingly and don't try to tell me something different." Tristan snapped angrily.

Rory was a bit taken aback, but ignored his rude reply.

"Look, if you wanna leave, then leave. No ones forcing ya to stay with me." Tristan said and Rory could hear a bit of disappointment in his voice.

"No, now that I'm here let's do something." She said looking in his eyes.

"Yeah? You wanna stay?" Tristan said with a smirk. "Good."

Oh no, what have I done Rory thought to herself. I have one chance to get away and then I don't take it, but he seemed so… cheerful when he saw me. Oh god, what did I get myself into?

Tristan tapped Rory on the shoulder and gave her a quizzical look. "Everything alright?" he asked.

Rory looked a little perplexed, but snapped right out of it. "Yeah, of course. I'm fine. So, what do you wanna do in a park?" She questioned a little amused about the meeting place.

Tristan gave her a smirk and hopped off the bench. "You'll see and now come on. Move your butt and let's go."

Rory blushed a little and hopped off the bench to follow Tristan. He held out his hand and after a long pause of thinking, Rory reached for it and Tristan took it, gave her a little squeeze, before pulling her next to him. He looked down at her, gave her a small smile and started walking.

It was a nice evening. The sun was beginning to set and the weather was perfect. The birds chirped around, flying in the breeze that took them higher in the sky. Rory felt peaceful and relaxed. She didn't imagine that it would be like this with Tristan. He always seemed so distant sometimes and disinterested, but now. Now it seemed like he was enjoying himself too. He still had a firm grasp on her hand and she didn't even mind.

Walking with him could be described as flying. She didn't know why she thought of that, but with him, it seemed like she could be free. There were no rules or other things that could tie her down. It was just him and her and her freedom of knowing that this night would be something to remember.

Tristan glanced down at her a couple of times and always saw that a smile grazed her lips. So she must be enjoying this too, he thought to himself. Good, then I'm not the only one. Has she even realized that we're still holding hands? She must have, but why hasn't she said anything yet? Probably doesn't dare to pull away after I snapped at her like that.

Tristan wanted to let go of Rory's hand, but when she noticed the loosened grasp, she automatically held on. He was surprised. Rory could see that in his face when she looked up at him, but he didn't look down. He just had a slight smile on his lips and pulled her maybe an inch closer than she had been before.

Before they knew it, they walked towards the swings. Rory looked at Tristan with disbelieve, but he just strolled towards one of the swings and sat down. Rory just stood there watching him. He looked in her eyes and then pointed to the other swing next to him that was still free to sit on. She walked over slowly and got on.

Tristan pushed himself with his feet and started swinging. Rory did the same and before they realised what was happening, they were already swinging as high as they could get. Laughing and smiling at each other to let the other know that they were enjoying each others presence.

"So, tell me something about yourself." Rory said looking over at him with amusement.

"What do you wanna know?" Tristan asked returning the look.

"I don't know. Anything, everything. Just something so I can get to know you a little better." She replied.

"Why do you care?" he questioned, but Rory didn't answer. "Ok, fine then. So, what can be of an interest about me? Hmm, well I grew up in Hartford, in a wealthy family. I was supposed to get good grades, so I could take over my fathers firm, but that never happened. That's it. Nothing interesting."

"What about now?"

"Now? Well, now I have my own business, I make my own rules and I have my own life. And I absolutely love it. The freedom is great. No one to tell me what to do, or what to think. I can make my own decisions and if they're not right, well, then it blows up in my face anyway, but at least I got to try it on my own, without everybody butting in and bossing me around like I'm a slave or some shit like that."

Rory glanced over at him while he was telling her all this. She saw how hard it was to tell her about his past, but she also realised how it helped him to get over it. He had probably never talked to anyone about his life before and now she could see how it all literally shed off of him. Like he was freed of all the pressure and the pain he had to endure. It actually looked like he had changed a bit. He looked a little more content than before.

When Tristan was done talking, he looked over at Rory, who was staring intently at him and frowned.

"What?" Tristan asked with a glint of annoyance in his eyes.

Rory noticed that she was zoning out and quickly shook her head. "Nothing. It was just, you were just so…" Rory tried to say before Tristan interrupted.

"…Stupid. I know. I shouldn't have told you all that. It was just really stupid, so forget about it, alright?" Tristan said looking down in the sand.

"Actually, I was gonna say 'honest', not stupid. Definitely not stupid." Rory said sincerely. "On the surface, you always seemed like a proud, arrogant guy, who was used to getting what he wanted, but now that you told me all that, I actually think different about you."

There was a long silence before Rory spoke up. "Thank you for telling me about your past." She said.

"Nothing to thank me for. You asked and I answered. It's not like it's a secret or something. What's happened in the past is in the past. No worries."

"Okay then."

"You do realise, that when I wanna have a questioned answered about you now, that you have to answer too, right." Tristan said with a smirk.

Rory looked at him and saw that smirk. "Sure, no biggie. If you wanna ask me something go ahead."

"Ne, not now. Maybe later." He said with a wink. "Now come on. I'm bored. Do you wanna grab a bite to eat, or something?" Tristan asked.

"Sure. What do you have planned?" Rory asked.

"Why do you think I have something planned?" he asked with a smirk.

"Because you always do." Rory said with a knowing look.

"Oh, you'll see. Now come on, I'm hungry." He said holding out his hand for Rory to take. This time she didn't think too long about it and just grabbed it.

"Alright, I'm coming, so stop being pushy about it." Rory said with amusement playing in her eyes.

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Rory and Tristan walked for about 10 minutes until they arrived at the designated place. They walked in and Tristan led her to a table. It wasn't a fancy restaurant, but it still seemed cosy and the ambience was very satisfying. A lot of flowers and other decorations that made one feel welcome to stay.

"You come here often?" Rory asked Tristan who was sitting opposite from her.

"Not really. But they have great pizza here. Best place to eat in piece." He answered looking around at the few guests that were sitting and talking in an agreeably volume to each other.

"Yeah, it seems really nice. Very comfortable." Rory replied.

"I'm glad you like it." Tristan said looking her in the eyes.

"What if I had told you I didn't?" she asked casually with a smile.

"Then I would have gone somewhere else with you, but since you like it, there is no need for that now is there?" Tristan said leaning back in his chair with a small smile of his own on his face.

"No, I guess there is no need for that. Although I'll remember that for next time. I will let you surprise me with hundreds of different restaurants." Rory said smiling.

Tristan raised an eyebrow. "Next time?" he asked simply and saw how flustered Rory got when she realised what she had said.

"No, I don't mean next time. There isn't going to be a next time. At least I don't think so, right? I mean, why would you wanna go out with me, or actually meet up with me and… oh, never mind, just ignore me and my rambling. I always do that when I get nervous, no, just never mind. Forget all that. There is no need to remember all my babbling and I think I should just shut up now, before…" Rory rambled and Tristan interrupted before she could say anymore.

"Whoa, hold on. No more rambling please. You're giving me a head ache with all that." He said with a big smirk.

"Oops, sorry. I didn't mean to…" Rory tried to say before Tristan interrupted again.

"Look," Tristan began. "Don't worry about what you just said, okay? First of all, I'm surprised if you think that I would give up so easily and just meet you once. You should know me better by now, and know that I always get what I want." He said with a smirk and looked Rory in the eyes, while she was furiously biting on her lip. "Second of all, did you say that you ramble when you're nervous?" he said with his smirk growing even bigger.

Rory saw how that amused him. "No, well, yeah. But that doesn't mean that I was talking about you right now."

"Really?" he said, trying to suppress a chuckle.

"Yeah, really. I was actually talking about the flowers." She said, feeling rather stupid when she realised what kind of look Tristan was shooting her.

"The flowers? Are you seriously trying to tell me that the flowers are making you nervous?" he said with a deep chuckle that sent chills down her back.

Rory swallowed. "Yeah. All the oxygen is helping my rambling and that makes me nervous, because I can say very strange things when that happens." She said trying to sound normal in his ears and in hers.

Tristan leaned forward. "Well, I guess I'll need to remember that for next time then, huh?"

"I guess you do." Rory replied with a little blush. Tristan gave her another smirk, before the waitress came to get their orders. They ordered a large pizza for both of them with everything on and enjoyed a very pleasant evening with one another.

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Once they got out of the restaurant, they walked back to the park to and got into their own vehicles. Tristan told Rory that he would drive her home, but since she came with her car, he followed her to her house. When they arrived in Stars Hollow, they drove to Lorelai's and Rory's house. Tristan got off his bike and took the helmet off. He arrived at the house a few minutes earlier than Rory.

When she pulled up, Tristan walked to her car door and opened it for her.

"Always the gentleman, I see." Rory said with a smile, stepping out of the car.

"Of course. Some things I just don't forget." He replied with a smirk.

They walked to the porch, but before Rory could take another step, Tristan took her hand and whirled her around, so she faced him. She looked up into his handsome face and he looked down into her beautiful blue eyes.

"I had a great time tonight" Tristan said, staring intently into Rory's eyes and placing his hands on her hips.

She gulped before she replied. "Me too."

"Good. I'm glad that you did." He said.

"Yeah, me too."

"So…"

"So…"

"Good night."

"Yeah, right. Good night to you too. Sleep well."

"Thanks you too."

"Ok."

"Ok…well, I think I should go inside then." Rory said still looking in his eyes.

"Sure. Go ahead." Tristan said loosening his grip on her hips to let her go.

Rory staid on front of him for a few seconds longer, before she turned around and walked up the steps of the porch. She looked inside her purse for her keys, but before she could reach for them, Tristan came up behind her and turned her around to pull her against his hard chest. She was surprised and saw his intent look on her. His heart was beating faster than normal and her hands were beginning to sweat from the close contact with him.

Tristan leaned down and placed his mouth next to her ear. "I think I forgot something." He whispered silently.

"What?" she asked just as silently.

"This." He said and placed his hands firmly on both sides of her head, before he laid a soft kiss on her lips.

Rory's eyes widened and she dropped her bag when she felt his lips on hers, but soon leaned into him and kissed him back. He was surprised to see her respond to his kiss, but was very content about it. The kiss was soft. Nothing forcing them to rush it into anything more serious. He was lightly sucking on them and ran his lip over her bottom lip, receiving a moan from her. Tristan's hands started to wonder down to her hips and caress them softly, while Rory's hands found the back of his head to let her hands stroke through his hair.

His lips were so warm and soft that Rory totally forgot what was happening around her and when the kiss ended she found herself blushing and out of breath. Her eyes were glued to his chest and her breathing was erratic. Tristan placed two fingers under her chin and slowly lifted it to meet her eyes. He looked deeply into her eyes and saw that she hadn't even totally realised what had happened, but had enjoyed it just as much as he had. Her blush was burning bright on both her cheeks.

"That was…" Rory began.

"…amazing." Tristan finished. "So, no regrets?" he asked and saw how Rory shook her head. "Good, I'm glad." He said and gave her a smile that told her that he didn't regret it either.

"So, good night. Again." Rory said sheepishly.

"Yeah, good night again." Tristan replied, kissing Rory's temple to reassure her that he had really enjoyed the evening with her.

He let his hands drop from her hips and turned around, walking down the steps of the porch. Before he got on his bike he turned back around to look at her.

"Hope to see you soon." He said with a twinkle of happiness in his eyes.

"Yeah, you too. Bye."

"Bye." He said and got on his bike, placed the helmet over his head and drove off, leaving nothing but a cloud of dust in the air and a tingling feeling on Rory's lips.

Rory reached for her bag that she had let go when Tristan kissed her all so suddenly and looked for her keys. When she found them, she placed them inside the lock and turned to hear the promising 'click' that it had opened. She walked inside and walked to her room. When she got there, she dropped herself on the bed and sighed. What just happened out there?

A/N – Okay, this chapter was completely Trory. I hope you liked it, so please review and tell me what you think about it. Constructive criticism welcomed.

Until the next chapter. : )

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McLoving Grey's