We Belong To The Night || chapter 3
by Jewls13
AN: Ok, so not as
hot as I wanted it to be, but still, I think I did an ok job. I’m still trying
to work my way up to the really hot stuff. I can see it in my head, but writing
in just doesn’t come naturally.
I am soo sorry that this took so long to
get out. I’ve been working on another fic One that I am so proud of. It’s
called, “Code Of Silence” It’s my best yet. It is under my co-author’s name,
Taylor. I beg you all to go read it. I guarentee that you will like it. And give
it a shot. You’ll be superised what’s in store. Please read it.
Thanks
Big thanks to d_beaux for beta
reading.
Enjoy!
Spoilers: “The Ins and Outs of Inns” Other then
that, I think were good
There was no one in the diner except for him.
Luke had gone to the town meeting, as did every other member of Stars Hollow.
Taylor wanted to start putting parking meters on the streets, so chances were
that they weren't going to be coming back for a while.
Jess sat at the
counter. He was supposed to be wiping it, but all he could think about was Rory.
He hadn’t seen her all day, and he had waited for her. He had stayed in the
diner watching the door, waiting for her to come in. He had no idea what he
would say to her, but he wanted the chance to find out at least. He threw down
the rag he held in his hand with disgust. He had to do something. He couldn’t
sit around and wait. It was killing him. He grabbed his jacket, as well as a
thermos of coffee, and walked out of the diner.
He walked to the Gilmore
house and stopped in front of Rory's window. The lights were off. Rory never
missed a town meeting, so he knew she wouldn't be home. The window was closed
and he was all set to jimmie it open when he realized that it wasn’t locked. He
took note of this as he slid the window open and climbed in. He set the thermos
on the table along with a copy of "The Fountainhead." As he turned to leave, the
light came on.
**Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit** were the only thoughts
running through Jess's head.
"What are you doing here?" Rory
demanded.
"What are you doing here?" Jess asked.
"It's my room, my
house!" Rory exclaimed.
"What about the town meeting?" Jess
asked.
"I left, what are you doing here?" Rory asked again.
"I
noticed you didn't come into the diner today, and I thought I'd bring you a
peace offering," Jess said.
Rory noticed the thermos on the table and
immediately went for it.
"Ohh, coffee. What’s this?" she asked picking up
the book. "The Fountainhead,” I have this already."
"Yeah, but check the
inside cover," Jess said smiling.
She did and squealed. Reaching out, she
hugged Jess.
"A first edition? Jess, wow!"
"Yeah, I got it for
your birthday, but I thought I'd give it to you now. Figured I could use the
brownie points,” Jess said raising his eyebrows and looking slightly
ashamed.
“About that….” Rory began.
“I’m sorry. I really am. I
never meant to embarrass you or anything,” Jess said.
“I know,” Rory
said, tucking an invisible strand of hair behind her ear. “Can we just forget
about it?” she asked nervously.
“Well, if that’s what you want, I can
try,” Jess said, knowing that there was no way he would ever want to get that
picture out of his head.
“Try?” Rory asked, starting to walk around a
bit.
“Well, seeing you like that…honestly, not an easy thing to forget,”
Jess said grinning. Noticing how nervous Rory looked he added, “But like I said,
I’ll do my best.”
"Thanks."
They stood in an uncomfortable silence
for a few minutes before Jess broke the stillness.
"So, why aren't you at
the town meeting?"
"Oh, yeah," Rory said, grateful for the change in
subject. "They started talking about that parking meter, and when Luke tried to
walk out, Bootsy locked the door."
"No," Jess said
laughing.
"Yeah. Luke was maaad," Rory said joining his laughter. "Mom
snuck me out the window. She decided to stick around to watch the fireworks.
Besides, she wanted pie, and she wasn't gonna get any if Luke ended up in jail
for mass murder."
"Hey, I still have some of that police tape. I am out
of chalk though," Jess said thoughtfully.
Rory started laughing. "I've
been meaning to ask you, where did you get that anyway?"
"The tape?
Actually it was a going away present from my friends. Part of a small town
survival package."
"Small town survival package? Do I wanna know?" Rory
asked laughing.
"Hey, it’s not all bad stuff. Let's see. Umm, well
there's the police tape, fake ID's, fireworks, cigarettes, tequila, condoms, bus
fare home, and Betsy. I think that's it."
"Betsy?" Rory asked
Jess
started laughing. "Betsy is a, well, how can I put it? An inflatable
companion."
Rory burst out laughing. "A blow up doll! You have a blow up
doll?!"
"Hey," Jess said in mock seriousness, "These Stars Hollow nights
can get cold and lonely. What is a guy to do? I would go and corrupt some
farmer’s daughter, but this isn't really a farming town.”
"Well, I'm glad
that you’re practicing safe sex at least," Rory said laughing.
"Huh? Oh,
that. Yeah well..." Jess wasn’t exactly sure how to continue. "Safety first,
right?"
"Right," Rory retorted, becoming uncomfortable, but not stopping.
"I mean, if you're putting yourself in a situation where safety becomes an
issue, then yeah. Not that you are putting yourself...or aren't. Not that I
would know anything about that. I mean I know about it, duh, but not as far as
you're concerned. I mean I have some idea...not that I think about it, about
you, like that. What I mean is...”
"Rory!" Jess
interrupted.
"Yes?" she meekly replied.
"Are you trying to ask me
something?" Jess said, trying not to show his amusement at her flustered face.
"Because you can if you want."
"No. I'm good." Rory said
unconvincingly.
"Ok. Sure,” Jess continued. “I should probably get
going.” Jess started to get up and walk toward the window.
“You don’t
have to,” Rory said. “I mean, you could if you wanted, but it’s not like my
mom’s gonna be home anytime soon. Ms. Patty has the key, so I think it’ll be a
while until anyone gets out. We could read or something. That is, if you
want.”
“Ok, cool,” Jess sat down against the wall and took out his
book.
“Whatcha reading?” Rory asked, making herself comfortable on the
bed.
“Ender’s Game” Jess replied. “I’ve never really been into science
fiction before, but lately, I’ve been in the mood for it. I don’t know
why.”
“Probably Luke’s influence,” Rory said
laughing.
“Huh?”
“Well, apparently Luke was a bit of a trekkie in
his day,” Rory revealed.
“No.”
“Yeah.”
“Oh, I am going to
have so much fun with that,” Jess said with mischief in his eyes.
Rory
rolled her eyes and laughed. They started reading, but Rory was having a hard
time concentrating. Her thoughts kept drifting to the boy a few feet
away.
For some reason, having Jess there was both comforting and nerve
wracking for Rory. She knew that if her mom came home and saw him here, she
would get mad. If Dean ever found out that Jess was in her room, he would go
crazy. God, if Dean ever found out that Jess had seen her naked, he would kill
him. Jess had seen her naked. She was still trying to wrap her head around that
one. She was sure that she wasn’t the first girl that Jess had seen like that.
Part of her had wanted to ask him about it, part of her still did. But she
wasn’t sure how, or if it was any of her business. And what he had said before
about not being able to forget. What did he mean by that? She kept looking up at
him, as if the answers to her questions were written on his face; which was
ridiculous because Jess was nothing if not unreadable.
Jess had been
sitting there trying to read, but he kept feeling Rory’s eyes on him and
couldn’t focus on the words in front of him. He was about to say something when
Rory beat him to it.
“Am I pretty?” he heard Rory ask.
“Excuse
me?”
“Do you think I’m pretty?” she repeated.
“Is there any way I
can answer this question without getting slapped?” Jess asked.
“Forget
it,” Rory said as she stood up and started to walk to her desk.
“No,
wait,” Jess said, putting down his book and walking over to the chair where Rory
had been sitting. “What’s gong on?”
“Nothing,” Rory said,
embarrassed.
“Nothing?” Jess said, raising his eyebrows. “Did something
happen with Dean?”
“No, that’s just it,” Rory said, feeling
defeated.
“What are you talking about?” Jess asked.
“We were
making out, and he stopped. Dean and I were making out on my couch, and I
started to unbutton my top, and he stopped me,” Rory said.
“Idiot,” Jess
muttered under his breath.
“And it’s not just this time either,” Rory
continued gathering more courage. “Every time things start to get heated, he
pulls away. And I’ve tried to talk to him about it, but well, what if he tells
me he doesn’t want me? I mean, it’s not like I wanna have sex with him right
now; but I’m ready to move forward, just a bit. I don’t wanna be a “Mary”
forever. I just…I’m ready to know what its like to feel that. And I know that
I’m being stupid and that he’s just being a nice guy, but I just feel so cheap.
That’s why I was looking at myself the other day. I just wanted to see what he
saw.”
“Why were you crying?” Jess asked softly.
Rory looked up in
surprise. She had almost forgotten that Jess was there. “I didn’t want to see
myself anymore,” she answered truthfully. “I felt ugly.”
Jess was blown
away. Rory Gilmore felt ugly?
“Yes,” Jess finally said.
“Excuse
me?” Rory replied.
“You asked me if I thought you were pretty. The answer
is yes, I do,” Jess said. “Come here.”
Jess took her hand and led her to
the mirror that she was standing at the night before. He stood behind
her.
“Look at yourself,” Jess told her.
She tried to turn away,
but Jess held her shoulders firmly towards the mirror. Jess took his hands off
her shoulders when he was sure she wasn’t going to run away and took the clip
out of her hair. Running his fingers through her soft brown locks, he almost
forgot what he was doing. He moved his body close behind hers as he caressed her
face with the back of his fingers. As his fingers reached her neck and found the
silky skin there, he fought the urge to kiss the shell of her ear. He leaned in
close, inhaling her scent. She smelled so good, like peaches and
honey.
“I wish you could see what I see,” Jess whispered, never taking
his eyes off of her reflection.
He allowed his hand to run down the
length of her body. As his thumb grazed the side of her breast, Rory inhaled
sharply and arched slightly toward his touch. Jess noticed the movement and
continued his path, never moving his body away from hers.
“You’re not
wrong for wanting to see what your body is capable of. He doesn’t deserve you if
he makes to feel this bad about yourself. You’re beautiful, and he’s an idiot if
he can’t see that.”
Jess was doing everything he could to refrain from
being a complete bastard and taking her right there. When his gaze reached hers
in the reflected image, he saw something there that mirrored his in his own. He
saw desire.
He wanted to touch her. He wanted to show her how beautiful
she was and how much pleasure her body could have. He wanted to make every
secret desire, every unfulfilled wish that she ever had, come true. This wasn’t
good. He knew that he had to get out of there before something
happened.
In the meantime, Rory was dying from the overload. When Jess
started touching her, she felt like she couldn’t breath. She saw herself through
his eyes. And through his eyes, she was beautiful. Her body never felt more
alive. Suddenly, she heard him whisper in her ear.
“Goodnight,
Rory.”
And he was gone. She stood there alone for a few minutes. Two
things she now knew for certain. The first was that she had never felt more
beautiful than when she was being touched by Jess Danes. And second was that
this was the start of something very, very dangerous.
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