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"So long for that coffee," Jess said.

Rory smiled. "I think this is the one time I'll make an exception to not care."

He nods and kissed her bare shoulder. "I'm more important than coffee?"

"No one said more important," she said scandalized. "Nothing is more important than coffee."

"Huh," he replied and pretended to get up. "I guess I should be going then and leave you with the coffee."

Rory laughed and grabbed his arm. "Don't you dare."

Jess leaned back down against the pillow and Rory snuggled up to him. Her head rested on his chest and she sighed contently. His hand moved up to her hair and stroked it. "What are you thinking?"

"That I'm happy," she answered without hesitation. "Really happy."

He kissed her forehead then smirked. "Any particular reason?"

"Well, I did get a new subscription to this magazine," she teased but answered honestly a second later. "You make me happy, Jess."

"Are you sure its not just what we did?" He nuzzled her hair. "Because we never did do that before."

She blushed at the mention of what happened and was still happening up until five minutes ago. "No though that did make me very happy."

"Me too," Jess kissed her lightly on the lips and smiled at her.

"Jess?" She asked.

His fingers began playing with her hair again. "Hmm?"

"Tell me again," Rory said.

He didn't even need to ask. "I love you."

She smiled brightly at him. "I love you, too."

Jess moved himself to align with Rory in the bed and moved his lips to her ear. "And I really really want to do this again."

"Play your cards right..." She mused and tried to hide just how much she wanted to, too. It was harder than she thought considering they were lying naked in his teenage years bed.

"How about I come to New York with you?" He asked in a whisper. "Is that playing my cards right?"

"What?" She was surprised. "You want go come to New York with me?"

"You mean I haven't made it obvious?" He teased with a smirk.

"You're serious?" Jess nodded. "Oh my god. How?"

He shrugged as best as he could in his position. "I can always write and edit from somewhere else. I've been doing it here so why not, right?"

Rory adjusted herself to lean on her side to stare at him. The blankets moved slightly off of her and Jess was finding it very hard to concentrate on anything else. "Really?"

He forced his eyes back to hers, silently cursing himself for having to. "Unless you don't want me to. Do you want me to?"

"Jess," she beamed.

Rory just shook her head and rolled herself on top of him. She hovered over Jess and stared right into his eyes. He brushed hair away from her face and stared back. "So? What do you think?"

"I think you somehow just topped sex," she teased.

He mock-gasped. "Well, I think that means we have to do it again to top my question."

She leaned forward, her lips hovered right above his. "I think that can be arranged."

Their lips met and the world seemed to fade away. Jess' hands came up to her hair as her hands lay flat down on his chest. He was very aware of the fact that the girl of his dreams was on top of him, only covered by a blanket which was already sliding off her, and grinned against her mouth.

Rory's hands traveled to his abs and she kept them there, memorizing how they felt under her fingers. His hands however moved from her hair and went lower, too. She made a little sound when he reached her breasts and ran his thumb over her skin. That only made his grinbigger and she kissed him harder to show how much she liked his hands.

"Jess..." She groaned. He separated himself from her lips but kept his hands exactly where they were. His other fingers were moving to where his thumbs had been and her eyes closed while more sounds came out of her mouth.

Her hands dared to go even lower. She wanted him to know how she felt. Once she got right above him, her fingers skimmed his own skin and she grinned at him. Jess knew what kind of game she was playing and he'd be damned if he didn't play along. Then he reached his hands to her hips, moving them slightly with enough rythym to make sounds out of both of them. She sat up straight on him now, the blanket slid off her completely. He grinned once again and leaned up to kiss her.

Her fingers threaded themselves into his hair. She gripped the strands she could find and sighed. Jess' fingers sprayed out on her bare back, holding her to him. The kiss seemed neverending. It left both of them dizzy and panting when they broke apart. He used that to his advantage and flipped Rory over so he was now on top.

The grin widened on his face as he leaned down and kissed her another time. Tongues mingled and hands wandered, hers rested on his lower back, his muscles moving underneath her fingers. Jess dipped his head lower and started kissing her neck. Rory's eyes closed and she leaned back on the pillow completely content. His kisses went lower as he kissed his way down her chest, leaving a kiss on each breast before continuing down. She giggled when he reached her belly button but even that was short-lived once he got even more lower.

Rory clutched the sheets beneath her, she gripped them as best as she could. She had to bite her lip and hold her mouth shut so the sounds that threatened to break through wouldn't. The diner downstairs may have been closed but if she was as loud as she wanted to be, you'd be able to hear her across town.

Jess' head came back to her and she kissed him hungrily. She didn't care he tasted like her. All she cared about was how much she wanted him. Rory pulled him down to her and it felt deliciously sweet to have him right against her. He hovered over her once again and they were so close. That was when it happened.

The phone rang loud and clear through the apartment. They both stayed perfectly still, waiting to hear who it was before they stopped any activity. Lorelai's voice came on after the beep and Jess sighed deeply as he rolled off of Rory.

"Hiya, sweets!" Her mothers voice said over the machine. Rory wanted to laugh there was still an answering machine here as well but went against it. Instead, she covered herself up in the sheets and listened. "I was wondering if you were actually planning on coming back tonight or you know, if you're staying overnight with your boyfriend. See? I'm a cool mom. I say that so casually."

Jess tilted his head. "Go answer. You can go home."

She looked at him questionably as her mother continued. "Anyway, I wanted to know. Evan's asking for you but I totally understand if you want to stay there. I mean, hey, I was your age once. We'll not speak of when, however, I was that age. I don't need to feel old."

Rory made a decision and wrapped the sheet tighter around her body. That left Jess alone on the bed with barely a blanket left and she almost ran right back to him. Her feet pulled her in the direction of the phone and she picked it up. "Mom?"

"Hey!" Lorelai gasped in surprise. "I wasn't sure I was going to get you."

"You got me," she told her. "Um, I don't know if I'm coming home tonight."

"Oh," Lorelai said. "Okay."

"Its just -"

"Jess and you are in the love bubble."

Rory blushed and looked back towards to the bed where he still laid. He watched her intently like he was trying to hear her side of the conversation. "Yeah, we are."

She imagined her mother nodding as she thought it through. "You're happy, kid?"

"I am," she answered. "Really."

Lorelai took a deep breath on the other side. "Okay."

"Okay," Rory repeated.

"Hun?" Lorelai asked. She didn't wait for an answer. "I know I said I was cool and all but please, please tell me you're being safe."

"We are," she whispered as the heat once again rushed to her face.

"Okay," Lorelai said. "That's all I ask for then."

"Mom?" Rory asked after another glance at Jess. "I think I will come over. I have some news to share with you, too, by the way."

"Please don't tell me how Jess is in bed because I don't think I could handle that," Lorelai pleaded.

Rory's face turned even redder. She ducked so Jess wouldn't see. "Oh my god. Mom, no!"

Lorelai laughed on the other end. "Oh, thank God. I was just teasing you anyway. Jeez, you're distracted when you're getting some."

Rory shook her head and hoped that would make the red go away. "I'll see you soon, okay?"

"Kay," Lorelai said. "Bye, hun. Love you."

"Love you, mom," Rory hung up the phone and walked back to towards the bed. Jess now stood beside it, his boxers already back on. "What are you doing?"

"I know we've been in our world right now but I don't think you'd really forget what getting dressed is," he told her with a smirk.

"I know that," she clutched the sheet to her body. "But why?"

"Didn't you tell your mom you're going there?" He questioned. "I doubt it'll go over well if we're naked."

The blush returned and she looked at her feet then back up at him. "We don't have to go immediately."

"Oh," he said in a low voice. The sound of it alone made her thoughts turn nc-17. Jess came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. "So that means we have some time to kill."

"Hmm, I guess it does," she agreed.

Her head turned to kiss him and his hands moved up to cup her chin. Rory turned herself around and deepened the kiss as she put her arms around his neck again. The sheet fell from her grasp and that was the end of talking.

...

"Mom?"

Rory opened the front door and called out. Lorelai appeared in the doorway and made a shushing gesture over her lips. "Evan's sleeping."

"Oh," Rory whispered. "Sorry."

Lorelai waved her hand in front of her. "Its fine. I doubt he heard you."

Rory nodded. "It is pretty late."

"Uh-huh," Lorelai agreed. "It is."

"Oh, just say it already," Rory looked all around, anywhere but her mother's face. "You know you want to."

"I don't know what you're talking about," Lorelai pretended to not know.

Rory rolled her eyes. "You brought it up on the phone."

"That was teasing," Lorelai said. "I don't think I can handle actually seeing your face and all the mushy looks you get when talking about him and...it."

"I won't talk about it," she promised. "But I will tell you something else. Two something elses, actually."

Lorelai sat down on the couch. "They better not be dirty."

"They're not," Rory sat beside her. "Remember how you asked me why I didn't tell Jess yet?"

"Yes?"

"Well, I did now."

"What?" She was surprised. "You finally told him?"

"Jeez, make it sound like we're together for years before I tell him," she smirked.

"What did he say?" She asked. "Please don't tell me he ran off or something."

She shook her head but the grin stayed in place. "He said it back."

"Wow," she said stunned.

"I know," Rory agreed. "I wasn't really expecting that. I didn't even mean to say it."

"Well what made you finally say it?" Lorelai asked curiously.

"We were sort of arguing," she bit her lip. "And I just said it and we stopped arguing because we were both kind of stunned."

"And then you jumped him?" She suggested.

Rory's eyes bulged. "No! He told me he loves me, too."

Lorelai patted her daughter's leg. "That's great, hun. I'm really happy for you. Really."

"Thanks, Mom," Rory smiled. "There's more, though."

"Is this the dirty part?"

"Mom!"

"Fine," she surrendered. "Tell me what else. I'll be good, promise."

"Jess wants to come back to New York with me," Rory half-whispered.

Lorelai leaned forward. "I'm sorry. I don't believe I heard you. Jess wants to come back with you?"

Rory nodded. "I don't know how serious he is because I'm not sure I can ask him to do that. Can I ask him to do that?"

"Sweetie, I don't think you need to ask," her mother gave her a smile. "It sounds like he made his choice."

"It does?" She asked. "I don't want him to make a decision he'll regret."

"Where have you been the last fourteen years, hun?" Lorelai asked and Rory made a confused face. "He's crazy about you, always has been. You're not making him do anything."

"So..." She started. "I just...let him? So I don't have to miss him?"

"Hun, do you want to miss him?" Lorelai questioned.

"No," Rory answered quickly. "I don't. I really really don't."

"If you're wondering if he's actually serious about this," Her mother advised her. "Talk to him about it. Ask him while you two are, I don't know, dressed."

Rory blushed a deep red. "How do you even know that? I didn't even tell you first."

"Sweetie, please," Lorelai scoffed and turned both hands toward herself. "I'm me."

"But -"

"I'm surprised you even dare challenge my knowledge," Lorelai gasped mockingly. Then she waved her hands in a weeping motion in front of Rory's face. "These are not the droids you're looking for."

That made Rory laugh and she caved. "Okay, fine. I won't challenge it."

They leaned back on the couch and Lorelai turned on the tv. Old episodes of Friends were on so she left that on. After a few minutes of silence, Rory turned to her mother accusingly. "Evan's sleeping."

Lorelai looked at her confused. "Yes, he is."

"You said he was asking for me," she continued. "Did you - did you use my brother to get me to come home?"

"No," she gave an evil smile. "I would never do that."

Her daughter stared at her. "Admit it."

"I won't admit to that," Lorelai shook her head. "However, I will admit to using tour brother to get you away from Jess and to Mommy."

Rory's jaw dropped. She snapped it shut and crossed her arms over her chest. In a whisper, she said, "I should have figured."

...

The next morning, Jess was more than disappointed to wake up alone. He'd hoped Rory would sneak back in and when he awoke, she would be there. He groaned and turned over. The pillow still smelt like her. Luke questioned him on where he was going when he came downstairs. Jess had rolled his eyes at the flashback he felt to high school.

He headed to Liz's with his hands stuffed in his pockets. His thoughts swept back to wondering if Rory had asked Lorelai about what Emily said yet. He guessed he'd find out later. Instead, he focused on why he was where he was. Doula was bound to be home today, it being Saturday unless she had plans. He hoped not because that would leave him with Liz and TJ. His finger rapped on the door and it swung open to really a smiling Liz. "Jess!"

"Hey, Liz," he smiled back at her. She took his face in her hands and looked at him then hugged him tightly.

"My boy," she murmered against him.

Jess let her hug him and when the hug ended, he asked, "Is Doula here?"

Liz nodded. "She's in there reading."

He smirked. He loved that his little sister liked to read, too. "Can I maybe take her somewhere?"

"Sure!" Liz beamed. "She would love that."

Liz widened the door and Jess walked inside. Doula looked up from her seat on the couch and almost dropped her book. "Jess!"

"Hey," he laughed as she charged at him. He hugged his sister tight and a genuine smile went across his face.

"What are you doing here?" Doula asked.

"Dunno," he shrugged. "I was looking for someone who'd want to go for ice cream with me. Do you know anyone like that?"

She smiled brightly and hugged him tighter. "Mom said its okay?"

"Of course it is," Liz touched her daughter's hair. "Go with your brother."

Jess stood up and grabbed her hand. Doula still loved when he did that and didn't complain like she did when her father did it. Once he promised to not spoil her dinner too much and even to come over for dinner - reluctantly agreed, at least - they left.

"Where's your dad?" Jess asked. He was definitely glad to not run into his stepfather. Usually, he purposely tried to so he wasn't even sure why he asked.

Doula looked up at him. "Mom said he had stuff to do for the faire that's coming. She's meeting with them later."

"Oh," he nodded. Jess led her to the direction that would take them to Taylor's ice cream shoppe. He always laughed when he saw the spelling of shoppe.

"Where's Rory?" Doula asked.

Jess looked down at her, surprised. Nothing passed her. "At her mom's, probably."

"With Evan?" She asked.

Jess nodded. "Probably."

"Is she gonna be there all day?" She continued with her line of questioning.

"Dunno," he replied. "Maybe. Why? You never ask this much about Rory."

"It always hurt you before," she simply said. Jess almost stopped walking. Nothing really did pass her. She kept going as if she hadn't shocked him with how observative she is. "Now that you two are back together, you smile when she's mentioned. It seems safer to ask then."

"You're very observant for an eight year old, did you know that?" He smirked.

"Its a gift," she shrugged. "Do you think she's busy tonight?"

"Again, I ask why?" He nudged her but then it connected. "You want her come to dinner, don't you?"

"You're coming," she said.

"Yes, I am," he agreed. "Partly because Liz guilted me."

She rolled her eyes and he held back a laugh. Doula was more like him that he thought. "So what if we guilt her, too?"

"You're gonna guilt Rory into dinner tonight?" He smirked. "How are you going to do that?"

Doula looked up to Jess with wide, puppy eyes. "Guess."

"Me?" He asked. Taylor's shoppe was so close, they were almost in front of it.

"You're her boyfriend," she commented.

"That I am," he agreed with a small smile. His thoughts traveled to last night but he quickly wiped the expression off his dace before Doula saw.

"She'll want to have dinner with you, won't she?" She asked.

"I guess," he answered nonchalantly. He didn't want her hopes up because he wasn't even sure he'd ask Rory.

"Jess!" She pulled on his sleeve. "Ask her. For me!"

He laughed at her insistence. "Why is this so important?"

"Because..." She half-whispered. "I wanna get to know her."

"You know Rory," he pointed out. "You even spend every holiday with her."

"That's different," she shook her head.

They stopped in front of the shoppe. People walked in and out while they stood there. "How?"

"Because she's your girlfriend now," Doula replied. "I wanna know her as your girlfriend. Not my uncle's stepdaughter."

Jess was very glad she hasn't seen her cousin's sister. Their connection was very weird to hear even if not by blood. He looked down at his little sister's eyes and just nodded. "Okay. I'll ask her."

Doula smiled brightly and hugged her brother. "Thank you!"

"Nothing's official yet," he said.

"That's okay," she smiled.

He let go of her and tapped her leg with his toe. "Now go order the ice cream. I'm gonna call Rory and see if she has plans."

Doula took the money he held out for her and rushed inside. Taylor stared at him from inside and just to be funny, Jess waved at him. Taylor looked so scandalized that it just made him laugh. He took out his phone then and called Rory.

"Hello?" She asked. "Jess?"

"Hey," he couldn't help the smile that came on his face.

"Hey," she said in a softer voice.

"I missed you this morning," he admitted.

Jess imagined the blush that could creep onto her cheeks. "I missed you, too."

"When we're in New York, we can always wake up like that," he told her.

She was silent than asked, "You mean it? You'll come to New York?"

"You thought I was kidding?" He asked with a smile.

"No," Rory answered. "I just wasn't sure if it was, you know."

"What, sex?"

"Heat of the moment."

"It wasn't," he told her honestly.

She whispered back, "Okay. Good."

"Good," he mirrored. Then he remembered why he had called. Doula had already paid and was waiting beside the counter for their ice cream. He felt guilty leaving her alone for a few minutes but figured she wouldn't want to hear them talk. "I did have a reason to call you, though."

"You mean missing me isn't a reason?" She teased.

"Reason besides that," he corrected. Rory laughed on the other side. "Do you have plans tonight?"

"Um, I don't think so," she said. "I could ask my mom if we're doing anything. Why?"

"Well, I have a dinner proposition to ask you about then."