Title- Attraction
Author- Kaybee
Rating- R, for sexual content
Feedback- It would be greatly appreciated.
Author's Note- This idea sort of popped into my head. I've always wanted to write a Lorelai/Jess fanfiction, but I never got around to doing it. This story takes place after Nick and Nora/Sid and Nancy, when Jess first comes to Stars Hollow.
Chapter 1- Watching Her
He glanced up from the table he had been wiping when the ting of the bell above the diner door echoed through the room. A sly grin curved his lips upwards, immediately replaced by stoicism when she looked his way.
"Where's Luke?" she asked, shrugging off her coat.
"In the back."
"Ok." She walked over to the table he had been cleaning and sat down. "Coffee," she told him. "And lots of it."
"Right away, Miss Gilmore," he smirked. He walked behind the counter and watched her as she crossed one leg over the other and ran a hand down one. She was wearing an especially short skirt today, much to his delight. He could definitely see why Luke was attracted to her. Her piercing blue eyes, which her daughter had inherited, were dazzling. And her lips were so full and luscious, god; he hadn't seen a mouth like that for as long as he could remember. She looked his way and flushed, seeing him staring at her. Instantly, she flipped her head back to the front and focused on her nails, examining them. His gaze traveled down to her chest, where he let it rest for quite some time. She had nice breasts. They weren't huge, but they were definitely the kind he liked. Her low neck shirt provided a nice view of her cleavage. And then, he let his gaze wander down farther to her legs. Her long, smooth, sexy legs. Unconsciously, he licked his lips and let out a sigh. Lorelai Gilmore was one sexy woman.
His thoughts were interrupted by Luke's incessant calling of his name. With a roll of his eyes, he turned his head to address his uncle.
"What do you want?" he asked, annoyed.
"Ditch the attitude. I want you to get off your lazy butt and take Lorelai's order."
"And you can't? Why, Uncle Luke, I would figure you'd be the one who'd want to take her order. After all, she is your favorite customer." He grinned at Luke's flustered expression and patted his back. "Go on, take the woman's order. You know you want to."
Luke shot him a death glare and approached Lorelai. Jess snickered. His uncle was never going to tell Lorelai how he felt. And Lorelai was never going to get a clue, either. Jess smirked. If he was older, he'd have had Lorelai in bed a long time ago. A surge of arousal ran through his body at this thought. Who said he couldn't get her in bed now? Yeah, he was only sixteen, and she was thirty two, but age is just a number. Lorelai was clearly interested in Luke, but he knew that wasn't going to happen anytime soon. Although Luke could be a pain in the ass, Jess knew he loved Lorelai. And making a move on Lorelai wouldn't exactly be the best thing to do. Not only because he lived under Luke's roof. He shook his head, trying to clear out all sexual thoughts of Lorelai and him. He had a thing for older women, and he knew it wasn't politically correct. He didn't want to be the male Anna Nicole Smith. He could just watch her from afar. Just revel in how sexy she was. After all, she did own a lot of skirts.
Author- Kaybee
Rating- R, for sexual content
Feedback- It would be greatly appreciated.
Author's Note- This idea sort of popped into my head. I've always wanted to write a Lorelai/Jess fanfiction, but I never got around to doing it. This story takes place after Nick and Nora/Sid and Nancy, when Jess first comes to Stars Hollow.
Chapter 1- Watching Her
He glanced up from the table he had been wiping when the ting of the bell above the diner door echoed through the room. A sly grin curved his lips upwards, immediately replaced by stoicism when she looked his way.
"Where's Luke?" she asked, shrugging off her coat.
"In the back."
"Ok." She walked over to the table he had been cleaning and sat down. "Coffee," she told him. "And lots of it."
"Right away, Miss Gilmore," he smirked. He walked behind the counter and watched her as she crossed one leg over the other and ran a hand down one. She was wearing an especially short skirt today, much to his delight. He could definitely see why Luke was attracted to her. Her piercing blue eyes, which her daughter had inherited, were dazzling. And her lips were so full and luscious, god; he hadn't seen a mouth like that for as long as he could remember. She looked his way and flushed, seeing him staring at her. Instantly, she flipped her head back to the front and focused on her nails, examining them. His gaze traveled down to her chest, where he let it rest for quite some time. She had nice breasts. They weren't huge, but they were definitely the kind he liked. Her low neck shirt provided a nice view of her cleavage. And then, he let his gaze wander down farther to her legs. Her long, smooth, sexy legs. Unconsciously, he licked his lips and let out a sigh. Lorelai Gilmore was one sexy woman.
His thoughts were interrupted by Luke's incessant calling of his name. With a roll of his eyes, he turned his head to address his uncle.
"What do you want?" he asked, annoyed.
"Ditch the attitude. I want you to get off your lazy butt and take Lorelai's order."
"And you can't? Why, Uncle Luke, I would figure you'd be the one who'd want to take her order. After all, she is your favorite customer." He grinned at Luke's flustered expression and patted his back. "Go on, take the woman's order. You know you want to."
Luke shot him a death glare and approached Lorelai. Jess snickered. His uncle was never going to tell Lorelai how he felt. And Lorelai was never going to get a clue, either. Jess smirked. If he was older, he'd have had Lorelai in bed a long time ago. A surge of arousal ran through his body at this thought. Who said he couldn't get her in bed now? Yeah, he was only sixteen, and she was thirty two, but age is just a number. Lorelai was clearly interested in Luke, but he knew that wasn't going to happen anytime soon. Although Luke could be a pain in the ass, Jess knew he loved Lorelai. And making a move on Lorelai wouldn't exactly be the best thing to do. Not only because he lived under Luke's roof. He shook his head, trying to clear out all sexual thoughts of Lorelai and him. He had a thing for older women, and he knew it wasn't politically correct. He didn't want to be the male Anna Nicole Smith. He could just watch her from afar. Just revel in how sexy she was. After all, she did own a lot of skirts.