"He's inviting us to a Valentine's Day weekend?" Jess frowned. "Yeah, to make up for...that night," I explained.
"Hmm, where is it?" he wondered. "He hasn't told Rory so he hasn't told me," I explained to him.
Jess thought about it. "Tell him I agree but one comment about my book, I'll punch him."
"I'll let him know," I pecked him on the lips and texted Logan.
Me and Jess are in
Well it's an all paid trip to Martha's Vineyard, start packing.
"I take it you found out where our mystery tour is," Jess smirked.
"Martha's Vineyard," I told him.
"I need to take pictures so I can prove to that ass I do travel," he told me.
"Will I get to meet any of the 'asses' you have referred to?" I wondered.
"Eventually," Jess told me. I sat down at my computer and did my research. "Most stuff is summer based but there's hiking and walking," I mumbled.
"Well we're smart people, we'll find something to do," Jess told me, kissing the top of my head.
***
"Are we getting a plane or ferry?" Jess asked me as I was driving. "Apparently a ferry," I told him.
"You've ever been on a boat?" Jess wondered. "I have, in Italy, you don't get sea sick do you?"
"I've never been so we'll find out," he told me.
Well, Jess didn't get sea sick on the boat, neither did I. I took a candid shot of him.
"Oi!" he protested. "Show that to your asshole friend," I smiled.
"Thanks Heath," he laughed.
We arrived in the early evening and hiked to the door. Rory let us in and hugged us tightly.
Logan came out and I gave him a small hug while he and Jess exchanged nods. "I'm sorry for being a dick," he apologised.
"It's cool," Jess muttered. "No hard feelings."
"Right so the den is here," Rory showed the two of us around while Logan took care of our bags. "The showers, only one on at a time or else you will turn into an icicle so give us the heads up."
"Stan is our free day neighbourhood raccoon, always annoying us in the morning," Logan added.
We were shown to our bedroom and I sat by the fire. "Oh, Mom and Luke are coming too," she told me. "You guys hungry?"
I shook my head and looked at Jess who also shook his head. Jess looked around the room and poked his head into the bathroom.
He smirked at me. "Before the elders arrive?"
"What are you suggesting?" I smiled, a little cheeky smile. His eyes drifted towards the shower.
"Well there's a first time for everything," I laughed.
***
I woke up at about seven thirty, with Jess holding me tightly. "Hey," I mumbled.
"Breakfast?" he suggested. "Clothes first," I piped up.
After some pastries, we walked down to the beach. "I have a bit of habit when it comes to beaches," I told Jess.
"The beach flats, that's fine," he told me, confused a little.
I took them off and headed towards the water. I rolled up my trousers a little and Jess followed me down.
"I'm a paddler," I admitted.
We were just walking for a short while, talking about a new show on FOX we both got into.
"Hezzy!" Rory caught up to us. "Permission to steal?" she asked Jess. "What's happening?" he asked her.
"Boys and girls are splitting, we're going to the gym," Rory told him. "Please tell me I'm hard of hearing," I begged Jess as Rory dragged me away from him.
We actually went to a gym and I ran about twenty miles on a treadmill and I was out of breath. I took breaks, I didn't do it all at once. I did four mile intervals, drink cucumber water and run another four miles.
The boys were playing basketball. "Who knew you could run," Rory laughed.
"What happened?" Jess asked her as he, Luke and Logan were coming downstairs.
"Hezzy is now giving Usain Bolt a run for his money," Rory laughed.
The only thing I wanted to know is whether the pun was intended or not.
***
"Okay, now you're giving Gordon Ramsay a run for his money," Rory pointed out as I was slicing.
"Well I have many hidden talents," I smirked. Jess was stunned at the image of me, Heather Gilmore, wielding a knife in the kitchen and the surprise that I haven't sliced my hand off yet.
"Take a picture, it'll last longer," I rolled my eyes. "Already did," he smirked.
"Can I do anything?" Rory asked me. "Zest the lemons," I instructed her.
"You should make us your tacos," Rory suggested as she mashed the potatoes. "Are you and Jess doing presents?"
"Not till Tuesday," I explained to her. "I got him that new book I saw him oogling," I whispered to her in case Jess decided to come back in.
"I'm enjoying this," Rory smiled at me. "So am I," I told her.
Rory handed me a glass of white wine. "Me and Logan might go to Asia in the summer."
"Whoa," I gaped. "China, Thailand, Vietnam, maybe Japan," Rory told me. "That sounds amazing," I squealed with excitement.
"So, do you and Jess have holiday plans?" Rory asked me. "We're going on a road trip in July," I told Rory. "All around the US of A."
"Summers have been amazing for us," she pointed out. "There was California, Europe, Florida, Europe again," I listed.
"We have had amazing times," she smiled and we clinked our glasses.
***
"That dinner was amazing Logan," I told him. "Best lobster I've had."
"She usually hates sea food," Jess pointed out. "I made an exception but that's it," I put my hands up in surrender.
Later that night, me and Jess were wrapped in blankets by the fire. We exchanged presents anyway and I got a lovely charm bracelet and I lay my head on Jess' shoulder.
"I'm actually having a good time," he told me. "Logan's not a complete putz."
"I'm glad to hear that," I mumbled, nuzzling in closer. "You falling asleep on me Gilmore?" Jess asked.
"No, I'm waking up on you," I snarked as I was slowly drifting off. "Come on, into bed," Jess picked me up and carried me over.
I woke up the next morning to see Jess smiling. "Your sister made us breakfast, in bed."
I grinned and I sat up. "Chocolate chip pancakes with chocolate syrup, yum!"
We were sitting up and diving into the food, Rory made me a hot chocolate with extra cream instead of coffee, which I prefer on a Sunday. We jumped once we heard a door slam.
The door burst open and me and Jess were spooked to see who had barged in.
Mitchum Huntzberger. "You!" he hissed at me. "Where's my son?!"
"I'm not his mother!" I exclaimed.
He glared at me before storing out. "LOGAN!" he yelled.
"That's the.." Jess muttered. "Guy who paid me to shut my mouth because he pushed me onto a chair that smashed, yep," I rolled my eyes.
I could see rage boiling up inside Jess and I grabbed his arm before he did anything stupid. "Don't, he's not worth it and he could sue you in a heartbeat," I told him.
He relaxed and I let go of him.
There was yelling and an array of door slamming. Mom poked her head around my door. "We're getting the boot, start packing."
Me and Jess packed up our things. "It was fun while it lasted," I spoke up.
"Yeah, it was," he mumbled.