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By Mel.K
A/N: This is my attempt at doing instalments. But beware, sometimes my imagination runs away with me and some of the chapters maybe quite long. Oh and sorry in advance for the "Gilmore girl" reference. It's cheesy I know, but what's a little cheese in the name of a good story? Please R and R!
"Rory! Wakeup!"
Rory stirred lazily, wondering why on earth she had to get up at… ELEVEN!!! Damn, hell, crap! She was late for brunch with Ben. They had started dating exactly a year ago today and he had called last night making sure she would definitely be there. Half an hour for a shower (if she was fast), fifteen minutes for her ritual five coffees and then the half hour drive to Hartford, (if the traffic was good). And she was already half an hour late.
As if by some immaculate mind-reading her cell phone started vibrating loudly on the table next to her, just as Lorelai, her mother sauntered in with a cup of fresh coffee.
"You're a God." Rory announces taking the coffee with one hand and answering the still vibrating phone with the other.
"Ben, hi."
"I know I said I'd meet you at ten-thirty."
"I know, I'm really sorry. I over slept."
"You could ask me now."
"Okay, give me an hour and we'll make it lunch at Luke's instead. At least we know there's good food there and an endless supply of coffee."
"Hey! You leave coffee outta this! What'd it ever do to you?"
"Okay, I'll see you soon."
"Was that insultage of coffee I was eavesdropping on?" Lorelai exclaimed in mock-horror.
"So we've moved on from 'overhearing'? I'm proud of you. And yea, Ben insists that I rely on coffee far too much. He thinks if I had the choice between a guy made of coffee and him, I'd choose the coffee guy."
"Wise man. The day they artificially engineer a coffee guy, Ben should be very worried." Lorelai commented with an air of seriousness.
An hour later, Ben and Rory were sitting opposite each other in Luke's Diner browsing through menus.
"So what'd you wanna ask me?" Rory asked putting her menu down.
"We should order first, food is always a welcome distraction from anything you don't want to hear or say."
Ben had almost completely talked himself out of asking her. He had no idea what her reaction might be or what her answer would be. At least if they food in front of them, he could pretend not to hear her over the crunching of his fries or have his mouth full, should he have to speak.
"What? It can't be that bad. Unless you want my liver or something, then it can be that bad and I'd definitely have to say no. Because as much as I love you, I love my liver too…" Ben interrupted her crazy ranting.
"Rory, stop. I don't want your liver."
"Well, my you already have my heart so it can't be that." Rory joked.
"How do you do that? How do you just bring something so meaningful and nice into everyday conversation and not feel like a tonne of bricks is about to be dropped on your head?" He was feeling more and more discouraged by the second.
"I don't know. It helps that my mom is the most honest, if not a little too honest, person I know. I guess I learnt from the best. Is everything okay? You don't actually want my liver do you?" Roy was getting a little worried by his sudden change in mood and seriousness.
"Enough with the liver. I don't want your liver. I want you to marry me." He turns in the direction of Luke who is standing behind the counter. "Okay, Luke. I think we're ready to order now."
Rory didn't know how to respond to this out of the blue proposition. I mean, they hadn't even talked about the concept of marriage, let alone getting married themselves. "Wow. Marriage? Really?" Was all she could muster. Before Ben could respond Luke appeared with notepad and pen. "Okay, what'll it be today? Besides hideous amounts of coffee."
"Actually, we're not quite ready to order." Rory replied. Luke wandered away muttering something about never thinking he'd see the day a Gilmore girl turned down food.
OK. That's it for now. Let me know what you think and if you like I'll continue!