Jess' POV
The start of another round of his phone ringing brought him back to his earlier thoughts so he started to pull away, she whined, "Ignore it."
"I can't, if I do those assholes will just show up here next," He said apologetically, Rory reluctantly nodded and let go of him. He stomped over to the phone and picked it up without looking at the caller ID, "Fuck, couldn't you tell from the first hundred missed calls that I'm busy? What is so goddamn important, is Truncheon on fire or something?"
"Uh, hi. I don't know for sure but if I were to guess I'd say Luncheon is fine since I don't even know what that is."
"Lorelai." He said shocked, simply sitting on the floor where he was standing. She never called him before in the decade they had known each other. He could tell Rory was just as surprised when her head popped up from the other side of the couch with her eyes wider than he'd ever seen them. God, she was fucking beautiful. No, he scolded himself, focus on the phone call.
"Yeah, uh hey Jess, long time no talk."
"Not much longer than any of the other breaks in contacts we've had. We're not what I'd call close."
"Yeah, that's true, I guess. Uhm, anyway, do you know why I'm calling?"
"Do I know why you're calling?" He repeated the question out loud to see what Rory wanted him to do, the frantic no her head was shaking was answer enough, "No, I figured you'd be too busy today to worry about anyone else, let alone catching up with me. Awe, Lorelai, did you miss me? Sad that I'm not there?"
She scoffed in a much more lighthearted way than she would have when he was younger, more playful now. "You wish, no. But I am surprised you're not here."
"Are you really?"
She sighed, she wasn't dumb, she'd known he'd been holding a torch for Rory this whole time. "No, I guess not. So you haven't heard from her at all?"
"Not since her last email two days ago when she was trying to get my super late RSVP."
"Oh, okay then. Well, do me a favor and please have her call me if you see her, it's really important."
He had to pretend that he didn't know where she was but he'd never been the best liar. He tried anyway, for Rory, though he did feel a roil in his stomach for lying to Lorelai, "What do you mean? She's not there? Is she okay?"
"Oh, no! Nothing like that, I'm sure she's around here, don't worry about it. I just mean if you happen to see her in the future, I am her mother, after all. I always love her and always miss her when she's not with me."
He stayed quiet for a few long moments thinking over the implications of Lorelai even thinking to call Jess in this situation, had she known how Rory felt this whole time? In his default sarcastic asshole tone he answered, "Sure, that makes complete sense."
"It does, doesn't it? Okay, well I'll stop calling you over and over again until you answer. Have a good rest of your day."
"Thanks, you too… Oh, and Lorelai, I'm sure she's fine." He emphasized sure a little.
She sighed, "Yeah, me too. Bye, kid."
"Bye." He breathed deeply after he hung up, thankful the conversation was over. He turned his attention to Rory to see her almost crying again. Fuck, was she having second thoughts? Worried her mother would disapprove? He knew well how much her mother's approval meant to her. "Rory?"
She got up, walked her way around the couch to him, and then sat down straddling his lap, and looked into his eyes, "I know I should talk to her but she's going to be so mad."
"It's okay, Rory, you don't have to call her yet, hell, you don't have to call her today at all or even this week, take some time to figure things out. Why will she be mad? Because you're here with me?"
"What? No. She'll be mad I didn't let her drive the getaway car, she's been trying to get me to call off the marriage for months, knowing I didn't love him enough, knowing that you were the one I'm in love with."
He gulped, "And she's okay with that?"
"Of course she is, she's wanted me to tell you my feelings for years now. It started not long after I turned down his first proposal, when I was traveling on the Obama campaign. I got drunk one night and told her everything.." She laughed a little, "I actually almost told you too, I called you first, remember? I got in touch with you the next day because I was in town."
He did remember that visit well, and he remembered missing the call the night before because he was working at a book launch, when he called her back she just said she called to see if he was free for lunch since she was in town for a few days. Wow, it's kind of funny when you think about how different things could have been if he answered the phone that day. Actually, the realization pissed him the fuck off, they could have been together for years now but he was too busy to answer the goddamn phone. He was distracted from his anger when her finger lightly put pressure between his two eyebrows. He quirked one of them in question.
"Your brow still gets this line in it whenever you get angry, it's adorable."
He scowled at her, he was not adorable and he wouldn't stand for anyone calling him that. Okay, well, he supposed after a moment, he could handle being called adorable when it was coming from Rory's lips. Christ, he sounded like a love-sick sap, thank god it was only in his head, Chris would never let him live it down. He ended up replying in a grumpy mumble, "I'm not adorable."
She laughed and then leaned down to kiss him, it was a moment of Deja Vu, he swore he had lived this moment before, her leaning down and kissing a playful pout off of him. When she pulled away he could tell through her eyes that she felt it too. Fuck he loved her so much, he still wasn't sure this wasn't some fevered dream he was having in the middle of a psych ward after he'd gone crazy from wanting her for so long.
"Rory," He groaned helplessly as his lips found hers again, he was desperate for her, needed every part of her he could. His hands cupped her face for a moment softly, gently and the kiss matched his touch but soon his need became more intense as his grip on her grew tighter, his hands left her face starting to explore and his kisses started using a lot more of his teeth. She mewled beautifully when he sucked her bottom lip into his mouth before biting down on it and simultaneously roughly cupping her breast. She pushed her chest closer to him showing Jess she wanted more of his rough treatment.
Christ, somehow he knew, even back when their explorations were light touches in the dark, that she'd like him being rougher with her, being dominant. His cock twitched when his hands ran over her body and he opened his eyes to see the white corset she was wearing that must have been under her wedding dress. He had a bright red vivid flash of anger remembering that this sight was supposed to be for someone else but he was able to quickly push that thought away when he took in that she was here with him, that she chose to be here with him. He left her mouth traveling down again, this time not stopping at her neck, down to her shoulder, chest, top of her breast, he pulled away just long enough to say, "Fuck Rory, you're so fucking perfect, I love you so god damn much."
Was he saying that too much? Maybe but she didn't seem to mind and he couldn't really do anything about it since it was running repeat in his head, I love you, I love you, I love you, over and over again. Finally, he reached around and unhooked her bra, not having enough restraint to finally get a good view of her uncovered, instead he immediately attached his mouth to one and brought his hand up to the other, twisting her nipple, lightly at first but then rougher when her sounds of pleasure increased.
He felt her hands travel his chest downward to the waistband of his pants, later he might be embarrassed that he was in his pajamas when she came to him dressed like a fucking princess but right now he was too turned on to care. He groaned into her breast when she pulled them down making it possible for his cock to finally spring free, the groan turned into a moan when her dainty yet deceptively strong hand wrapped around it and pumped from tip to base once. His hips instinctively thrust into her needing more when she stopped moving.
His hand that wasn't tweaking her nipple was gripping her hip bruisingly hard, keeping her in place when she started lightly rocking on his thigh, trying to gain some relief herself, because he was keeping her in place her moans were half pleasurable half needing. He enjoyed seeing her worked up, it made him more turned on than he already was if that was even possible. Rory leaned down so she could take the top of his ear into her mouth, apparently remembering one of his spots as well, causing him to thrust into her hand again. After she tried to rock her hips again to no avail she let his ear go with a wet pop and whined into his ear, "Jess, please."
He smiled into her skin and finally let go of her hip, tracing his hand down to her underwear line, he continued down to her center, slipping two fingers into her slick folds over her underwear, still, even with the fabric in between, when he pulled his fingers away moments later they were soaked, he put his fingers into his mouth, and when he pulled them out he groaned, "Fuck Rory."
He was surprised to see that she still had that bright blush he used to love teasing out of her. Back then all it'd take was a suggestive comment about sneaking through her window one night, now it might take a lot more to see it but he still felt good bringing it out of her. Since she was still straddling him he wrapped his arms around her waist and stood up taking her with him. She let out a squealing 'eep', let go of his cock, and quickly wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Where are you taking me, you brute?" She said in a faux damsel voice.
He used one hand to hold her tighter so he could reach down, between her legs, and rub once from her clit to her ass, "My bedroom. I'm going to need a better taste of this."
Rory's blush grew brighter and she rested her face in the crook of his neck for a moment. It intrigued him, he was sure she wasn't a virgin anymore, she'd been with the same asshole for years now, why was this making her so embarrassed? He was sure she remembered how much he enjoyed feasting on her. Though they had never fucked before, they'd done everything but many times over the almost year they were together. She couldn't be surprised now that he had her back, he wanted all of her again, right? As he threw her down on the bed he asked, "Rory, what's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong!" She said as she opened her legs wide eagerly in invitation. He quirked his eyebrow at her but shrugged when she offered no more information. He climbed on top of her and kissed her deeply, roughly, almost bitingly before leaving her lips and showing the same attention to her body his whole trip down. As he was kissing or sucking she started speaking, "It's just, I have, ohh, very vivid memories of this, mhmm, memories of how good we are at it, memories that no other experience has compared to since."
He groaned into her bellybutton at her words and they filled him with a sense of manly pride. Fuck, he needed her and he was tired of waiting. When he finally made it down to her sex, her thighs resting on his shoulders, in a deep husky voice, he demanded, "Watch me."
Her eyes flicked to him immediately, knowingly, he had one kink that she knew well, he liked to be watched, to make eye contact with her while he was eating her out, it was something that Rory happily did. Her breath hitched as he slowly leaned forward, closing the distance between him and her center, he used each of his thumbs to spread apart her lips before finally using his tongue to make contact with her clit. Her hips jerked forward and moans left her mouth, Jess was pretty sure he was making as much noise as her, he licked from the bottom of her slit slowly up to her clit again before using his tongue to circle it, once, twice, teasing her, watching her face grow more and more needy. He waited until her whole body was writhing, her hands grabbing his hair roughly, pushing him down, trying to get more. More contact, more friction, more pleasure, just more. It was then that he finally gave in and sucked her clit into his mouth, entering her with two fingers at the same time and pumping at an almost frantic pace, trying to reach that spot inside her that made her scream.
Indecent slurping sounds, moaning, and the sound of his hand slapping against her every time his fingers bottomed out inside her filled the room. He felt her tightening around his fingers and groaned thinking about how it'd feel around his cock, fuck, he was so hard right now. She threw her head back and closed her eyes, just reveling in the sensations he was bringing out of her but made a sound of protest when he moved his mouth, which was vehemently attacking her clit, away from her and slowed his thrusts inside her to a snail's pace, occasionally using his thumb to circle her clit, keeping her on edge, so close but so far away from falling over. When Rory looked at him again he had the thought that she might actually want to kill him right now and that made him smirk, which only made her look angrier.
"Rory, eyes on me." She nodded immediately, desperate at this point, so close, panting, willing to beg if need be, he smiled, "Good girl. Now stay just like that, legs spread wide for me, watching me fuck you with my mouth and hands. If you move, I'll have to stop again."
At the order there was a spark of fire in her eyes, the spark he missed so much and one that he hadn't been able to find elsewhere. He didn't give her time for the spark to ignite, instead, he quickened his fingers thrusting inside her as hard and as fast as he could, along with quickly bending back down, pulling her clit back into his mouth and sucking hard, only to pull back a second later after he felt how close she was to cumming, enjoying the whimper of distress that left her mouth. "You remember the rules, don't you baby?" another whimper, he smirked, "That's right, you don't cum until I say so."
He slowly introduced this to her throughout their relationship, and he was surprised and thrilled at how well she took to it. Fuck he missed this so much. It was so similar yet different to what he remembered, she was much less shy now, not embarrassed by her body or the sounds of pleasure she made, not making sure the lights were off so he could never see quite as well as he wanted to. Christ, he was so hard he almost gave up the game just so he could be inside her right that moment, but no, he held off, he knew it was better for both of them that way.
Jess brought his mouth down quickly stimulating her as quickly as he could. Her whole body started to shake, she was so tight around his fingers that his eyes rolled in the back of his head, she was making a steady stream of vocals now, moans, groans, whimpers, cries, and screams, trying to hold back, "Jess, I can't, I have too…"
He slowed, pulling his mouth away from her, sure he looked a mess, his face covered in her juices and loving every second of it, "Tsk tsk, Rory, you know better than that."
"Jess," she whined.
"Not yet, baby, hold on just a little longer."
She couldn't even attempt to keep eye contact anymore, she finally gave in and begged, "Please!"
"Please, what? Say it, " He ordered, crawling up her body biting her hip, and licking up to take her nipple into his mouth, while still thrusting his fingers into her and moving his thumb to her clit, overstimulating her.
"Please. Please, let me cum!"
'There it is' He thought, speeding up his thumbs movement over and around her already engorged clit. "Okay, cum for me Rory."
He took his mouth away from her breast only long enough to speak before taking it back in his mouth, between his teeth, pulling away from her, his tongue swirling around her nipple the whole time, which along with his words caused her to scream, finally cumming, whole body spasmning, clinching and quivering around him. He moaned onto her breast gaining satisfaction from her pleasure, wanting more.
Jess slowly lessened his pace as she came down from her high, and then he pulled out of her completely, he let go of her nipple and kissed it once to soothe her skin. He brought his fingers to his mouth and sucked them clean, enjoying her dazed look. He climbed up the rest of her body, his mouth not leaving her once, tasting every part of her he could. When he made it to her mouth he kissed her long and deep, sure she could taste herself on him. In contrast to earlier, the kiss was soft, loving. Rory wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him closer, their bodies intertwined, his member twitched feeling the warmth between her legs.
Rory was the one to break the kiss for a deep breath, on the exhale she said, "Wow."
Jess laughed, "Took the words right out of my mouth, Gilmore."
"I missed this, missed you so much. We haven't even had sex yet and already this is so different, so much more intense than it is with anyone else."
"He smirked before leaning down and kissing her once chastely, "Remember what I said the first time we kissed after we got together?"
She smiled, "Whatever happens, at least we know this part works." He nodded, "It's true, but it's more than that, more than just having really good chemistry and having the same kinks. I'm more connected to you here and here than I've ever been with anyone else," She said running her hand down the side of his head, then down to his chest where his heart is.
Jess leaned his face into her hand just enjoying the affectionate contact, in such contrast to how they were just moments ago. He spoke so low he almost whispered, not used to this, to affection, care, love, "Yeah, I know what you mean."
"I love you, Jess Mariano."
"I love you too Rory, always have."
She stared at him, he had a terrible feeling that she was reading the worry and fear he had about them, about what happened after today on his face even though he was trying his damndest to hide it, to live in the moment and be happy with whatever she wanted to give him. Her stare turned into a bright smile and he felt her legs wrap around his waist and pull him in, his cock rubbing against her hot center, "Good, then show me."
The soft smile he was sporting turned into a smirk as he reached over to his nightstand, opened the drawer, and fished around trying to find his condoms without taking his eyes off her. After a moment Rorry offered, "I have an IUD,"
"Yeah?" He asked, never being with anyone without a condom before.
"Yeah, and I get tested regularly."
"Me too," he said, all of a sudden really wanting her this way, completely skin to skin. He'd never trusted anyone more than he trusted Rory in his life, except maybe Luke, but right now was definitely not the time to be thinking of his uncle. "You want to?"
She shyly nodded and he smiled when he saw her blush return. He leaned down and kissed her as he reached to wrap his hand around himself and align with her center. Rory wiggled in anticipation, both moaning slowly when it caused him to rub against her already sensitive clit. Slowly he entered her, inch by inch, moaning at how tight, how right she felt around him, memorizing every second. Kissing her touching every part of her he could, loving her. He stayed still a moment once he bottomed out inside her before pulling almost all the way out and slowly thrusting back in. He kept his pace slow at first, his lips never leaving hers, hand caressing instead of dominating, making love to her instead of fucking her. No, the fucking and dominating would be saved for later. Taking every moan and whimper into his mouth and swallowing it.
Fuck he couldn't get enough of her, but at the same time somehow needed more. Rory's legs snaked around his and used the leverage to start thrusting against him, building up the pace, Jess moved his mouth down to her chin, her jaw, her neck, kissing, sucking, leaving a mark. He hadn't left a hickey on anyone for years, not feeling the urge since he was a teenager wanting to claim, wanting everyone to know Rory was his girl. He pulled away and smiled feeling proud of it while embarrassed for caring at the same time.
The sweet sounds of Rory's moans in his ear focused him, moving faster, harder, feeling the pressure slowly build up in his lower abdomen, wanting to make this last but feeling too good to slow down. Rory tightened around him close to the edge again herself. Jess snaked his hand down between them, flicking her already sensitive nipple once before going lower to her clit. He played with her, using a bruising pace in contradiction to his long thrusts.
"Oh god, Jess, yes. Fuck, love you so much, don't stop, please!"
Fuck he wished he never had to stop this, stop being with her like this, ever. They both knew all good things came to an end though and it wasn't long until Rory came once again milking him of his seed with her. He kissed her again slowly as they both came down, their breath evening out. When he broke the kiss he stared at her for a few moments before smiling, a real smile, not one of his smirks that she used to call 'Jess' fake smile'. She smiled too lovingly, he wrapped his arms around her and rolled over so that he was on the bottom and she was lying on him.
His fingers idly ran up and down her back, taking in the moment, in shock about the fact that he was here right now with Rory. He'd been dreaming about this for years, wishing for it. Fuck, he didn't believe in God but he prayed about it a time or ten too. He tried not to worry about what happened now, he really did, but he couldn't get the thoughts out of his mind. Rory was lying there, limp, sated, half asleep and he was tense as a board he thought. Yeah, Rory told him she loved him but what the fuck does that mean anyway? What was she going to do? Go home, give up her job, tell her mom she loved him and was moving to Philly? Yeah, that was never going to happen. She just left her long-term relationship a matter of hours ago, her long-term serious relationship, so serious today was her wedding day. Jesus Christ, today was her wedding day and instead of being with her family, friends, and husband, she was lying here in bed with him. What the fuck was wrong with him? She was vulnerable and upset when she came here, and what did he do? Yelled at her then took her upstairs and fucked her. He was a horrible person, he deserved all the bad shit that happened in his life so far and what has yet to come, because of this moment alone.
He couldn't believe he had done that to Rory, Rory, the woman he loved, she needed help and he took advantage of her. He should get up, yeah that was a good start, get up get dressed, and start the drive back to Connecticut. That's where she'll want to be when she wakes up and realizes this was a major mistake and she was in bed with a terrible fucking person. Yeah, he had to get her to Lorelai, maybe she could mitigate the complete disaster his selfishness created.
Rory's head popped up and he looked at her, his eyes wide, he thought she was asleep. "Alright, what's going on in that insane overthinking mind of yours?"
"What?"
"You stopped rubbing me with your hand, which, by the way, not nice because I was really enjoying that, you're so tense I could think I'm lying on concrete right now, your heart racing so quickly I'm debating preemptively calling an ambulance, and oh, you look absolutely terrified right now. Go on, spit it out, tell me."
"Nothing, I'm fine Rory."
"Jess, don't lie to me. Is that how you really want to start this? Start us?"
"Us?" He hated himself even more when her confident face closed down and she looked hurt and self-conscious.
"Well yeah, at least, I thought there was an us. I don't just go around sleeping with anyone. Plus, you know, about an hour ago? The declarations of love? Did I imagine that?"
He hated that he upset her, and focusing on making her feel better was all he needed to calm down, he reached back out and started running his hand soothingly up and down her back again, "No, Rory, of course not. I love you, you know I do. It's just, what now? There's a hotel a few hundred miles away filled with all your nearest and dearest to see you marry the guy you wanted to spend the rest of your life with. I don't know what's supposed to happen now. I don't know what you want to happen, I'll do whatever you want, I just don't want to fuck up your life like I did back in high school."
"What are you talking about? You didn't mess up my life in high school. I loved you then and I love you now, and you are still just too hard on yourself. None of this was your fault, it was my decision to leave, my choice to come here. I just, I just want to be with you, Jess, don't you want the same?"
"Of course I do, but what does that look like? I live here, my business is here, I can't move back to Stars Hollow, and I can't ask you to come here, that's not fair, you have a life there."
"You're not asking, I'm offering, yeah I have a life there but my friends and family will be my friends and family even if I don't see them every day, and I can apply for jobs out here, I'm a freelancer, it's not like I have anything permanent right now anyway. I-I-I mean, not that you're saying you want me to live with you or anything!"
He scoffed, "Of course I do, I've been wanting that since I asked you to run away with me back when you were in college."
She smiled softly, "I regretted saying no about a minute after you left and have regretted it ever since."
"I don't. You were right. It would have been terrible, yeah I was in the process of getting my act together but I wasn't there yet. I lived in a one-bedroom apartment with five guys and roaches big enough that they should have chipped in on rent. You would have dropped out, we both would have worked dead-end jobs just trying to get by and by the end of it you'd have hated me."
"I could never hate you." He smiled and leaned in for a kiss.
"Yeah, I know the feeling."
"So then we're okay? And you really are okay if I stay here with you? I'll pay my fair share, of course…" he cut her off with another kiss.
"I don't care about that, Rory. I just want to make sure you won't regret it later." Regret me later he kept to himself but her eyes made it clear she knew all the same.
"Nope, no regrets here." She said, sitting up quickly, she ended up straddling him and he got distracted by her breasts. She snapped her fingers, "Hey, eyes up here, buddy. Now, one thing you must remember from your past relationship with a Gilmore Girl is that we eat a lot. And it's about time to feed this one." She said, her stomach growling as if it was perfectly timed.
He smiled, sitting up and kissing her one more time, "Then feed you I shall. How does take out sound?"
"Perfect! Where's your menu drawer? She asked, jumping up, throwing in his shirt, and walking out of the room. He followed right behind her, of course, he did as if he had any other choice when it came to her.
"It's next to the fridge," He called after her though she was moving so fast he was sure she was already in the kitchen by the time he hit the stairs. When he made it to the bottom he realized his phone was ringing again, had it been ringing this whole time? He hoped not, that'd suggest they already knew Rory was with him, or at least suspected it.
He made a pit stop to pick his phone up and saw it was Matt, thank Christ, he did not want to have to talk to Lorelai again. He pressed the fuck you button and sent a quick text letting him know he'll call later. When he walked into the kitchen Rory was looking at him worridly, probably thinking it the same thing he did. He calmed her fears, "My friend."
For a moment he thought he saw a flash of jealousy in her eyes but thought he had to imagine it. She held up four menus, Chinese, pizza, burgers, and another Chinese. "What do you suggest?"
He grabbed one and put it back, leaving the better Chinese place, "Have you ever had a real Philly Cheese Steak?"
"No, when I come here I usually call you and we go wherever you choose. Which is rude, how could you not think to take me to get a staple of your city?"
"An oversight I will rectify right now," He swore, "Everyone swears by Pat's or Geno's but no, they were the tourist places. Don't get me wrong, they're good but not the best."
"I want the best!"
"And you'll get it." He smirked. "But that involves leaving the house."
She pouted, "Okay, okay, pizza today, cheese stakes tomorrow. I'm feeling like this is a stay-in-the-house and veg type of day."
He nodded, "Sure, a pizza with everything on it?"
"No peppers!"
He nodded as he dialed and then placed their order, buying much more than two normal people could eat in one day.
"So," She started shyly after he hung up, "What type of friend?"
He was right, she was jealous. He knew it was immature but that made him feel fan-fucking-tastic. "Co-worker, Matt, you met him once I think, at the open house."
"Oh yeah, he was nice," She said with a smile, "It'll be nice to catch up with him."
Instead of replying, Jess went to the fridge and grabbed a beer offering Rory one too. He wasn't sure how nice it'd be for them to catch up, Matt wasn't her biggest fan, none of them at Truncheon were. Jess took that whole thing at the opening hard, he wasn't okay for a long time, depressed, drinking way too much, angry, unraveling. He tried to tell them it wasn't her fault, he hurt her first but they're his friends so they took his side. He'll have to talk to them before they have a chance to get to her.
Jess touched her every reasonable opportunity he got, still amazed this was even happening, and kissed her whenever she was in distance of his lips, she seemed to enjoy it, even find it endeering, he was not like this when they were younger, more worried about looking cool and not trying to let her see how much he actually cared about her. After the pizzas were eaten, they were lying on his couch, his arm wrapped around her watching some movie he wasn't paying attention to. He had a feeling she wasn't watching it either. He noticed her eyes kept flicking to her phone.
"You're going to have to turn it on eventually."
"Yeah, I know."
"What's stopping you?" He couldn't help but worry she was having second thoughts.
"My mom."
"I thought you said she didn't want you to marry him."
"She didn't but I also know she didn't want me to disappear. At least not without taking her with me. I did that once for her. When she broke an engagement we ran away for a few weeks."
"Yeah? When?"
"Not long before you came to town. You know that chuppah we have in the front yard."
"Yeah,"
"Luke made it for her as a wedding present."
Jess laughed, "He was so into her, even back then."
Rory smiled, "Yeah, I guess so, I didn't notice it at the time."
"You're going to have to talk to her, sooner rather than later, please, for me. She sounded way too knowing on that phone call, and I don't want to have to go through another one of those." She slapped his chest, "Hey! What's that for?"
"I thought you two were getting along nowadays, you have to try, she's your girlfriend's mom."
"Does that mean I'm your boyfriend?"
"Well duh," She laughed, "It does sound a little juvenile though, doesn't it?"
He kissed the top of her head, "Kinda but I like it. I haven't been a boyfriend in a long time."
"Oh yeah, and who was the most recent lucky girl?"
He didn't answer, mostly because he couldn't. He dated, sure he did but he never found anyone he wanted to commit to and it'd be way too pathetic to admit she was his last girlfriend, only girlfriend now that he thought about it. Before her, he never cared enough about a girl. The closest he had to a girlfriend was when he had a friend with whom he occasionally hooked up. So he leaned in and kissed her mouth, done with talking for now, he wanted her again. She didn't seem to mind, no, she was just as eager. As he started lifting up his shirt off of her, he decided dealing with the outside world could wait for tomorrow, for now, he just wanted to enjoy this, enjoy her and her full attention.