A/N- Thanks for all the reviews!

Rory's POV

"Rory, wake up." I opened my eyes, Jess was shaking my shoulders.

"Where are we?" I asked groggily.

"New York."

I sat up and looked out the window. "A hotel?"

"Yes, don't worry we'll get two beds." He leaned forward and gave me a sweet kiss. He opened the truck door and pulled me out. He draped an arm across my shoulders as we walked. "I'll check in, you call your mom." I kissed him one more time. He walked up to the front desk and I dialed my home number.

"Hello?" my mom's voice answered.

"Hey Mom!"

"Hey kiddo! I am so good, aren't I?" she screamed excitedly.

"Yes mom! Do you know anything else about our agenda?" I asked curiously.

"I promised Jess I wouldn't tell! He threatened to withhold coffee!"

"What?" I gasped.

"Yep! Your boyfriend is evil!"

"Hey," Jess said placing his hand on my back.

"Hi Jess!" mom yelled through the phone.

"Hey Lorelai." He returned leaning close to the phone.

"Well I'm gonna go beg Luke for coffee. Have fun! See you tomorrow!" mom hung up.

"Let's go. We'll put our stuff up and then phase one begins." Jess announced.

"Phase one? What's phase one?" I asked as we walked towards the elevator.

"Still a surprise." He muttered against my cheek before kissing it. We got to our room and put our bags down. "Ready for phase one?"

"Yep!"

We left the room, got in the elevator, and rode to the lobby. As we exited the hotel Jess grabbed my hand and interlaced our finger. He led the way down the sidewalk, easily maneuvering through the crowds.

"Close your eyes." He ordered. I did as he said. He led us a few more feet before stopping. "Open."

I opened my eyes and looked around. We were standing in front of an Indian restaurant. "Jess!" I squealed hugging him. "But you hate Indian."

"I don't mind it. You love it though."

"Thank you!"

We walked inside and were seated by the hostess. After we ordered, I noticed Jess watching me.

"What?" I questioned.

"Nothing. You like phase one?" he asked smiling.

"Yeah. What's phase two?"

"Can't tell you. But I'll tell you what we're doing tomorrow." He offered.

"Tell me."

"Your mother requested that we go dress shopping. She said that you better pick one too or she would let your grandmother pick one." He told me. Our food came right after he said that. We ate while discussing Rand vs. Hemmingway. After we ate Jess led us onto the street again once again lacing our fingers together.

"Where are we going?"

"I told you I'm not telling." He pulled me to him briefly and kissed me. "We're almost there." We continued to walk. Without warning Jess turned into one of the doors. I looked around the room. Tall bookshelves lined all the walls, there were a few couches and some tables scattered around the room. I walked towards one of the shelves and began scanning.

"This place is amazing!"

"You want some coffee?"

"Yeah." I told him absently. I continued scanning the shelves pulling off a book here and there to flip through it. Several minutes later Jess returned and handed me a cup. "Oh my god! This is better than Luke's!"

"I'll be sure to tell him you said that." He placed his hands on my hips and watched over my shoulder as I looked at all the books.

"Mary?" I turned in Jess' arms to see Tristan standing behind him.

"Tristan? What are you doing here?"

"Visiting my uncle."

"How's military school?"

"It was fine. I talked my dad into letting me come home!"

"That's great! Oh, this is my boyfriend Jess. Jess this is my friend Tristan, we went to Chilton together until he broke into a safe and got himself sent to South Carolina." I introduced.

"Nice to meet you." Tristan said to Jess.

"You too." Jess returned.

"Are you coming back to Chilton?" I asked Tristan.

"Yep next week. I got to go, I'm meeting my uncle for dinner. See you, Mary." Tristan called over his shoulder as he exited.

"Did you guys date?" Jess asked suspiciously.

"No! We kissed once, at this party. I had just broken up with my boyfriend and he had just broken up with his girlfriend. I cried." I admitted.

"You cried when he kissed you? He must be a really bad kisser." Jess laughed.

"No, I was just sad. It had nothing to do with the kiss."

"So he's a good kisser?"

"Maybe."

"Better than me?"

"Well…" I trailed off. "Never." I leaned forward and kissed him.

"Good." He pulled my face back towards his.

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