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Accidents Happen
Chapter Twelve The City of Not-So-Brotherly Love
"And here we are," Jess said, kicking the door to his loft-style apartment open after unlocking a series of locks. "The woman who lived here before me was a little paranoid about locks."
"And yet you carry on the paranoia," Rory said smiling, thinking of the off-campus apartment she and Paris shared during their senior year at Yale.
The loft was exactly what Rory expected from a place that Jess called his own. It was an open floor plan. The loft was sparsely furnished with a couch, chair, TV and DVD player, and a coffee table in the living room, a card table and chairs in the kitchen along with the standard microwave, stove, and refrigerator. The bathroom could be seen from the living area and appeared to be fairly standard. A row of Japanese screens separated the living area from what Rory assumed to be the bedroom. A desk with a computer workstation was set up in the living area against one of the screens and a stereo was set up against the other. Decorating the walls were movie posters. One of the walls in the living room was a series of floor-to-ceiling built-in bookcases that were chocked full.
"The bookcases sold me on this place," Jess said, following Rory through the loft.
"I can see why," Rory said, walking slowly along the wall, reading titles and turning green with envy. "This is amazing."
"You are the only person I know that would feel the same way as I do about this place. Come on, let's get you settled in." Jess took Rory's bags beyond the screens and Rory followed him.
Beyond the screens was a large bed covered with a simple solid brown comforter, white sheets, and fluffy white pillows. A quilt was folded at the bottom of the bed. A framed movie poster from the movie The Godfather was hanging from the wall over the head of the bed. There was a nightstand on each side of the bed and each nightstand was complete with a lamp. One side, Jess' side, Rory assumed, had a pile of books under the nightstand and a digital alarm clock on the table top. There was a dresser against one of the screen walls. A closet was built into the wall and had brown panel curtains as doors. On the wall above the dresser was a mirror.
Jess opened the bottom drawer of the dresser, which was empty. He crossed to the closet and opened it to reveal several empty hangers.
"There's plenty of room for your stuff," Jess said. "There is a shelf in the medicine cabinet for you, too."
"Thanks," Rory said. "I'll do some unpacking later."
Rory sat on the edge of the bed, her hand casually feeling the soft material of the comforter.
"This place is just like you," Rory said. "It's simple and it has you everywhere."
"Thanks," Jess said, sitting down beside Rory and kissing her softly. "I'm really glad that you're here."
"Me, too," Rory replied, returning his kisses.
Jess continued to kiss Rory and was pleasantly surprised and kicked into a higher gear when Rory leaned back onto the bed and started scooting up so that she was lying on the bed. Jess followed her up the bed, shedding his jacket and tossing it to the floor. Rory kicked her shoes off, letting them fall to the floor, before reaching her hands under Jess' t-shirt. Jess firmly planted his hands on the bed on either side of Rory, not letting his weight touch her as they continued kissing.
"I'm not going to break, you know," Rory said with a soft smile.
"I don't want to hurt you," Jess said quietly, knowing in his heart that he meant both physically and emotionally.
"I know you don't, so I know that you won't," Rory replied, kissing him again, also knowing exactly what Jess meant.
Jess pulled Rory's shirt over her head and kissed her from her lips, down her cheeks and neck, and onto her chest and over her breasts. His hands caressed her curves, touching and squeezing, alternating between playfully and sensually. Rory, her hands still rubbing along Jess' back and gently tickling his sides, slipped her hands beneath the waistband of Jess' jeans and underneath his boxers, touching his butt and casually grazing his hips.
"That's it," Jess groaned, flipping Rory over so that she was on top of him. He crushed his lips into hers. The soft and gentle Jess was gone, quickly replaced by a hot and passionate clone. Rory met and exceeded his intensity quickly, excitedly pulling his shirt off and tossing it from the bed.
"Are you sure you're ready for this?" Jess asked, breathless. He knew that if they stopped now, he would still be able to without taking too long of a cold shower.
"Absolutely," Rory replied as she unzipped her jeans.
Jess moaned, knowing that he was finally going to have what he had dreamed and imagined for the past four years. He quickly hopped off the bed to more easily remove his jeans and then he crossed the room and opened a drawer in the dresser.
"What are you doing?" Rory asked.
"Protection," Jess said, holding up a condom.
"My, my, my, aren't you the Boy Scout," Rory giggled. "I have some in my purse, too," she confessed.
"Good. Then we won't have to buy more later!" Jess ran and jumped on the bed, pulling Rory's jeans off and throwing them aside.
"Jess," Rory started quietly.
"What?" Jess stopped immediately, his voice full of concern. "Rory, what is it? What's wrong?"
"I love you, Jess."
"God, Rory. I love you, too. Man, you scared the shit out of me!"
"Sorry. Anyway, continue with what you were doing."
Jess pulled the comforter and sheets back to allow them both to slip under. Once they were under the covers, their remaining clothes came off and for the first time, two became one. After about an hour, exhausted and spent, Rory and Jess fell asleep tangled in the sheets and wrapped in each other's arms.