Smile

3 Chapter

After her night in the club Rory felt confused. She flirted with one of Logan's best friends. Although Logan often called Robert a jerk, she knew he was one of his best friends, besides Finn and Colin. That evening reminded Rory of the proposal. She wasn't ready to marry Logan after her finals; however, she never expected to lose their friendship and never see them again.

Rory was unprepared for Logan's proposal, and she was left in shock when he gave her that ultimatum. Being totally heartbroken she was more than happy when the offer came for her to work on the campaign trail. It took her several months when she realized she lost some of her supposed close friends, the dramatic Australian Finn, the snobbish but always truthful Colin and of course Robert. Once she considered Robert, she thought about him. Everybody could describe Logan or Finn as flirts, sexy, charming and persuasive, Colin was on first sight snobbish, but he had a heart of gold. Robert on the other hand was always very polite to Rory. But he was the hardest to read.

At the end of the night Robert left, when someone called he excused himself. Rory waited till the club closed but she never saw him and he never returned to where they were sitting. She was surprised that she was looking forward to return to a club this weekend. Usually she would never go to a club by herself. Lane or sometimes even Paris would go with her when Doyle looked after their two beautiful children. Sometimes she would also go with some colleagues, however she never would go alone.

On Friday evening, she entered the club. She looks around but she does not see Robert. She walks up to the bar and decides to order a White Russian. She goes to the room with the bookshelves and sits on the coach with her cocktail.

Robert walks through his club, searching for his friends who wanted to visit his club tonight. In front of the bookshelves he chuckles. In the middle of the club sits the gorgeous Rory, absolutely lost in thoughts, and reading a book. Smiling he notices that her high heels are on the floor in front of the couch and she is relaxed with her legs tucked under her.

Leaning forwards, he whispers in her right ear, "Business or pleasure?"

She notices a shadow on her book, before she feels his hot breath and the stubble from his three-day beard tickling her.

Kissing her right cheek, he smiles as she blushes.

"Business. Hi, Robert," she smiles softly, remembering their last banter.

Generally, Robert never would be attracted to a book-worm, but seeing her relaxed at his bar warms his heart. All the other ladies would try to look as sexy as possible in a club but not Rory, she looks adorable. Here she is surrounded by loud music, reading and still looks hotter than everybody else tonight.

Taking the seat next to her, he caresses gently her knee. "Hi, Rory, have you missed me already?" He mocks, smirking.

"Oh, Robert, I wish you were the person you thought you were, too," she teases back.

The sensation of his hand on her bare skin stirs the memories of his touch from last week.

"Tonight, might be a good night to show you my deepest dreams," he wiggles with his eyebrows.

He can't help himself, but his hand wanders very slowly from her knee up her thigh.

Rory smiles, Robert only knew the shy Rory from Yale, but since then she has improved her flirting skills. She's still no temptress, but she is not as shy as she was in New Haven.

"Hershey makes a million kisses a day, I'm just asking for one," she smiles innocently, fluttering her eyelashes.

Robert chuckles. "Have you really used one of the most cliché flirting quotes I have ever heard?"

She leans forward, balancing her weight with her left hand while her right hand caresses his knee.

His heartbeat rises as her hand wanders from his knee up on his thigh near his desire for her is noticeable in his pants. Before her hand continues, she barely brushes him and continues up to his chest.

Rory enjoys his tension, she is sure that he never expected her to make the next move. Smirking her hand stops cupping his chin while she pulls him closer. Her lips pressed on his, her teeth nibble on his lower lip.

Last week one of his sisters, once again was in jail and he needed to bail her out. Fortunately, it was only, because she was drunk and forgot to pay her bill at the restaurant. He persuaded the police officers he would take care of her and he was able to bring her to his apartment where he watched her the whole night. He wondered all week if Rory would return after last weekend when he had to leave so quickly. However, he is glad that she returned

Slowly, he opens his lips enjoying Rory's gently nibbling on his lip, his tongue darts out of his mouth to explore hers. She tastes like coffee and candy.

She feels his tongue battling with hers while his arms found her waist.

Stopping for a breath, still interlocked in each other's arms, she says with a hoarse voice, "Perhaps we start the night with my deepest dreams."

Robert was used to flirting, but he never thought it would go this far, this was more than a nice surprise. He swallows hard to cushion his pleasure.

"Whatever you want, sweetheart," he replies grinning.

Playing with his chest hairs, she suggests, "I would like to dance."

Last time they danced to slow music, but this time of the night the crowd needs hip hop. Bending over she put on her shoes and he follows her to the dance floor. His hands are on her back so not to lose her on their way to the dance floor.

Entering the dance floor, she pulls him as close as possible and they continue to kiss passionately.

They continue to dance and she turns around and he feels her grinding into him. Her hips begin to draw a circle, before she bends her knee down and up against his hip. Who would have thought that the innocent shy Rory could be a dirty dancer?

His hands caressed her sides, as they both move together to the rhythm or the music.