Tiskets, Taskets and Tristans | By : Darkly Category: G through L > Gilmore Girls Views: 9654 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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** Part 8
“Well?” James asked the young man slumped on his
father’s leather chair.
“Well
what?” Tristan did not look up from the
book he was reading. He could feel the
old man looming over him but refused to make eye contact.
“Well
what… How was your date with Ms. Gilmore
last night? It’s pretty early…” James
looked at his watch before adding a bit excited, “Is she here?!”
“She’s
not here”
“Oh…
Pity. I’m sure
your descriptions don’t do her justice”
“Right…”
Tristan replied going back to his reading.
The old man pressed,
“The
Group” James read the cover, “Ah yes… McCarthy’s quite forgettable commentary of 30’s upper class. With all due respect Mr. Tristan, you could
probably pick up more useful information by watching an episode of Sex and the City than from that piece of
sexist rubbish.”
“This
was the book she was reading when I
first asked her to the Chilton Winter Formal” Tristan explained from behind the
book.
“The
one she refused to go with you…”
“Right”
“Ah…
and what was she reading last night that caused you to drop your testicles and
become her reading club gal-pal?
Certainly that is a book I’d like to take notice of.”
“Smart
ass”
“So
you are not going to tell me about
her?”
“There
is not much to tell” Tristan tried to ignore the old man.
“So
you two didn’t…?”
“Hey!”
Tristan called out annoyed but determined not to let up on his reading.
“I’m
just asking… bit of a first isn’t it?”
“Your point?”
“Well…
if that is the reason why you are grumpy…
I mean I’m sure it can be remedied…”
Tristan
finally looked up from his book.
“Your
reputation does precede you after all…”
“Did
you just come here to be an ass?”
James
entertained the thought for a minute, “I was wondering if perhaps Ms. Gilmore
would like to join us for dinner? You do leave tomorrow.”
“I
don’t think that is a good idea.”
“Oh…
okay…” James walked over to the doorway a little crestfallen. He decided to try once more,
“Tristan?”
The
young man met the elder’s eyes.
“How
was it? The kiss”
“It
didn’t.”
“No?” Well this was something James hadn’t
expected.
“I
had my reasons”
“Oh…
I see” He did not though, “Are you not planning on seeing Ms. Gilmore again?”
“No. I’m not.”
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