If Anything, This Should Be Interesting

Chapter 1:

Pins & Needles and Throbbing

"Uh…Rory, I have that book upstairs that I wanted to show you." Lorelai and Luke looked at Jess from the counter. Luke was slow to catch up as usual but Lorelai immediately recognized his shifty stance and awkward behavior.

Rory was little better. Her eyes shifted about the dinner from Jess to Luke to Lorelai and back to Jess again. It seemed to take her a moment to translate his secret message.

"Oh yeah…that book you wanted to show me." She took a few steps forward before turning back to the counter and the two adults, "is it alright if I go up?"

"Sure."

"Just don't miss the bus."

She smiled and turned and bolted in Jess, who was only a few feet away. Lorelai couldn't help but crack a knowing smile. Luke looked as bewildered as ever.

"What was that about?"

"There dating now."

"What about Dean?"

"Broke up"

"Huh…This is good thing."

Once Rory and Jess were through the curtain that led to the stairs, they couldn't look at one another but it they both seemed in quite a hurry to get to the apartment upstairs. The pair had both nearly slipped multiple times and in the amount of time it took them to get to the apartment door, you think they qualified for the Olympics.

Jess went into the apartment first followed by Rory who debated whether or not to close the door. She concluded that privacy might be best. Neither had spoken since the dance marathon and eye contact seemed almost impossible. Yet they both understood their unspoken agreement on the bridge, as if they had signed a contract in blood, that they were in a relationship…together.

Rory was well aware of how silly they were acting. She had absolutely no doubt that she had been wanting this for quite some time and she was pretty sure that Jess felt the same.

Jess felt like kicking his own ass. 'Stop being a pansy. Its not like you haven't thought about this.'

"Sooo…"

"Yeah, so how should we start this?"

Jess was grateful that she seemed on the same page as him: eager yet uncertain of where to begin.

"Maybe we should get closer."

He took two steps in her direction. Jess smiled when he saw the corners of her mouth turning up and now she was making full eye contact. All awkward glances, uncertainty, and interest in floor had ceased as they took slow but sure steps towards one another.

Now a few inches apart she couldn't help but play, "so what now?"

He returned her mischievous grin with an additional raised brow.

"Maybe this…"

He wrapped his arms around her waist, which had only done once before but this time he was not in the wrong. Rory returned the favor by raising her arms behind his neck. Now they were so close, the only way to distinguish between the two was the difference in clothing. It was not long before their lips were locked, and even less time before it could no longer be considered chaste and the pressure between their two bodies could form new minerals.

Oh and did it ever feel good. Ever fiber of Rory's being was screaming 'Yes! Oh God, Yes!' Their first kiss was breathtaking and knee weakening but this one. Oh man! She loved what he was doing with his lips, his tongue, his hands on her back, and hell even the feel of his body against hers. The only thing she was focused on was fourth of July fireworks display going off in behind her eyes. 'This must be what a seizure feels like.' She had never felt this way before. She could feel the blooding rushing throughout her body, her heart pumping a million miles an hour, she felt like she couldn't breathe but she was not about to break this kiss, 'that's what your nose is for.' She was getting tingly all over and in places she didn't know could have such sensations.

With Dean all she would think about was balancing her checkbook, her calculus homework, and how much her back and neck hurt. Dean tried too hard when it came to kissing. Rory always felt like she got like by a puppy and she had been trying to do yoga wrong. For Rory his kisses were too long, not because they were bad but because that meant more time on her tip toes and with her neck craned back. It just isn't right if you need to take ibuprofen to kiss you boyfriend. But Dean certainly was the furthest thing from her mind at this moment.

Jess wouldn't deny it…he would be have some fun dreams tonight. Man was this girl it for him. She knew how to wind him up and give him the sugar. 'FINALLY, YES! OH GOD, YES!' He just prayed he wouldn't fuck this up or else mentally bitch slapping himself would be no where near enough damage. But focus on the building lust that was developing at this moment. There was so much blood rushing to different areas his right leg went numb. But Jess hardly noticed, after all he was making out with his dream girl, the ultimate masturbatory fantasy. Screw pins and needles bring on the throbbing.

But what would this world be if the two didn't jump apart like the heat from the kiss started fire when the door separating them from reality was suddenly opened with such force there was danger of the glass window breaking. Standing in the doorway was Luke breathing like a smoker just dashed up the stairs looking at the two suspiciously who themselves looked quite guilty. By the shock in all three sets of eyes you would think Luke walked in on going at it like rabbits on the kitchen table.

Rory got her grasp on reality first, "I gotta be going. See you later Jess."

Rory rushed past Luke who gave her a civil nod but once she was gone his face shifted to mask that should be feared. Of course Jess recognized the changed but remained unperturbed. Luke was all bark, bark the Jess had come to tune out.

"Oh we are gonna have some ground rules."