Chapter 23

I slowly lift my eyes open. After taking a look around I come to the conclusion that this isn't my room. Something…no, someone besides me shifts and sighs. Then it dawns on me; I'm in Rory's room.

And I also just realized that there was a smile on my face; I woke up with a smile on my face… which probably means I went to sleep with a smile.

Cheesy…I know.

But one glance at Rory, I could care less how cheesy I sound.

Hopefully I don't sound too stalker-ish by saying this, but I just can't stop looking at her.

It feels so good to have her in my arms again. I'm never going to lose her again…ever.

Gently moving a strand of hair off her face, I see her eyes flutter open.

"Mornin'," she says as she stretches.

"Morning," I reply with a smile as I lean down and place a kiss on her forehead.

"Mm…I can get use to this," she smiles.

"Good, because I already have," I say before allowing silence to comfortably settle around us, but I had to break it, "Rory, about--"

"No regrets," she says cutting me off; she probably sensed my wariness, "No regrets at all," she further explained with a kiss on my lips.

"Thank God," I let out a breath of relief.

"Thank you God," she smirked at me.

"I'm God now?" I smirked back.

"After last night you are," she grinned.

"Oh, so you enjoyed last night?" I teased.

"I thought it was obvious," she replied with a blush.

"Oh it was… I just wanted to hear you say it," I'm an ass, I know; an ass that's in love.

"Last night was amazing," she tells me seriously, "Cliché, I know, but it's true."

"It was amazing; you were amazing."

"It takes two."

"I know," I playfully reply.

"Ugh," she says after a moment of silence, "I guess we should get up and get ready for school."

"No," I whined, tightening my hold around her, "Let's stay here."

"I wish we could, but we have that English exam that's worth forty percent of our grade," she told me as she got out of bed…not bothering to cover up.

This girl is amazing.


"Could you be a sweetheart and make some coffee while I wash up?" she asked me, cutting of my argument.

"Sure," I gave in as I got out of bed and slipped on my boxers.

I swung open her door and immediately froze.

"Morning Bible boy," Lorelai casually said smirking as she sat at the kitchen table, sipping her coffee.

"Hi – uh…Ms. Gil – Lorelai, hi," I stammered like an idiot.

"Nervous?" she asked me as her smirk deepened.

"N-n-n-n-no," I stuttered.

"So did you sleep well?"

Was that a trick question?

"Well -, we…she-"once again I stammered like a fool.

"Relax Satan," she told me, "although I must admit that I'm enjoying your nervousness very much."

"You're okay with it," I cautiously asked, referring to me and Rory sleeping together.

"As long as I don't see or hear anything, we're good," was her reply, "Besides, if you "sleeping over" gives me the opportunity to see you as you are now," I'm only wearing boxers, "Then knock yourself out."

"So, you like what you see?" I arrogantly asked.

"Seeing as how I'm a woman with eyes; yes," she replied without hesitation, "But I've told you before, Rory is my daughter, your girlfriend, I will not hurt her," she playfully said.

"Hey, what's going on?" Rory asked emerging from her room dressed in our school uniform.

"Oh nothing, your boyfriend was just trying to seduce me," Lorelai told her nonchalantly.

"Is he succeeding?" she asked, pouring herself a cup of coffee.

Shocked, the mother replied, "Of course not!"

"Just checking."

I stared at the Gilmore girls.

Everything felt perfect.

"This is amazing," I suddenly said.

"What is?" they asked simultaneously.

"We've slept together," I said to Rory, "Your mom knows and she's okay with it and now I'm standing in your kitchen wearing only my boxers as you two drink your coffee."

"I guess that's pretty amazing," Lorelai said.

"Yeah, it is," Rory agreed.

"But I suggest you get ready for school before my mini-me attacks you and you won't be able to go to school," Lorelai told me.

"I'm okay with that," I grinned.

"Go get dressed," she ordered.

"Feisty," I said as I walked back into Rory's room, "I like it."

"I'm sure you do," was her reply.

"It wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be," Rory told me as we walked out of our English class.

"It wasn't bad at all," I replied.

She then suddenly smiled and pushed me up against the lockers and kissed me, "What was that for?" I smirked when she pulled away.

"Just marking my territory," she said with a smile.

"Oh really?"


"Are you going to get all lovey dovey on me too?"

"That's a possibility."

"Are you going to tell girls to back off when they hit on me?"

"No, you should be more than capable of doing that yourself," she replies.

"True. Are we going to make mix tapes for each other?"

"That's a great idea!" she exclaimed, "I already know one song that's going to be on yours."

"Which one?" I curiously asked.

She then busted out singing, "Hey Trissy you're so fine, you're so fine you blow my mind. Hey Trissy!" She replaced the 'Micky' with 'Trissy'- I love her quick wit.

"You're hilarious," I deadpanned.

"You know you like it," she smiles up at me.

"I like you."

"I like you too."

"And I also love you," I said seriously.

"I love you too," she kisses me.

"So, I'm fine?" I ask her with a playful cocky attitude.

"Hey Trissy you're so fine, you're so fine you blow my mind. Hey Trissy!" she sang once again.

"Enough," I laugh as I wrap my arms around my girl.

AN: The End!!!!!


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