Ok guys, I know you haven't heard from me for a while. Sorry about that. Here is the first chapter of my second fic, ever. Luke and Lorelai spontaneously get together the night they make up in episode one of season three. Lorelai wants to keep it a secret. Even from Rory. But certain people figure it out. Who will tell Rory.

The first two chapters tell the story of how they got together that night. Please tell me if it stinks so I don't waste my time continuing.

AN - The story is told in POVs. Thoughts are italic and convocations are bold. Enjoy.

LUKE'S DINER

I feel so awful. I don't think I have ever been this low. Complaining to Luke about not having a man in my life and wanting the whole package. I'm sure he has lost all respect for me by now. I hope not. I should just leave…and I'm about to, but then he puts a donut on a plate, and slides it down the counter to me.

You'll get it. He says to me calmly.

How do you know? I had to ask. I mean …how could he know.

I know.

But, how do you know? I need to know how he knows.

Because I know, okay? I know. Now eat your donut. I know he trying to make me feel better, even though he comes off sounding so grumpy. He seems so sure I'll get it.

Any other day I would be satisfied with that. I really wish I could just accept it, but I just don't think I'll ever get it. I feel so sad, I can't help but cry. I don't want Luke to see me, so I lower me head to my coffee mug, but I'm sure he can hear me. I fighting so hard to stop myself. Soon I feel his hand on mine. Its so soft. He takes my left hand with his right and with his arm stretched over the counter, he guides out of my seat to the end of the counter. Now I find myself between him and the counter. I don't mind at all. I like being this close to him. I don't usually admit to it, because I'm afraid of the feeling behind it, but right now I don't care.

What are you doing? My voice sounds so timid, it's a wonder I'm able to look at him right now.

Look, I don't do this often….well actually I've never done this before and properly never will again…. so just keep quiet until I'm finished. Ok? He looks so serious. I'm not sure I'm going to like this. I don't say anything, I just nod. He takes a deep breathe and then looks me straight in the eye. I don't think I've ever seen that look before.

With the exception of my mother, you are unequivocally the most astonishing woman I have ever had the pleasure of knowing. You're… incredibly brave, absolutely brilliant…. and insanely….well… just insane,.. but in a good way. And most importantly you're a wonderful mother. Have you meet your daughter? A kid like Rory doesn't happen accidentally. You did that. WOW… Just WOW. Now, I know your grasp on reality is a little loose most of the time, but you would have to be totally ignorant not to know what an amazing woman you are. You are the whole package every man wants. Oh ...My... And any man who gives that up is an idiot. GOD. I mean... apart from the appalling caffeine and sweet addiction, …. you're the perfect woman. I…he…this is unbelievable. Did Luke just… say that? Did he really mean it or was it just a pity compliment. Probably the later. He didn't even say anything about how I look.

How do I look? NO! Don't ask him that. I didn't mean to ask him that.

What?

O man... Well, I already put my foot in my mouth, why not the whole leg. You didn't say anything about how I look. Looks aren't important right? They say its what's on the inside. So why am I so nervous about hearing his answer? He's smirking at me. I love that smirk. It so sexy. Wait, sexy? Really? I take a closer look at him. O yeah, very sexy.

You are absolutely beautiful, Lorelai. wow, that was a great answer. I think I felt my heart skip when he said my name. It was different somehow, so…loving. Luke had never said that to me before, and certainly not in that way. I'm not sure how to take this. But I know I want to hear him say it again.

What?

Lorelai, how could you not know this? He says that like it's the most obvious thing in the world. I mean…I know I look good, but him saying it like that. How am I suppose to take this.

You've never told me. I've know you for six years Luke. You've never said anything remotely close to what you just said. And how do I know you're not saying it now just to make me feel better. If I'm so amazing and…beautiful, why is it that you've never …you know…tried anything? I ask this looking at him, and notice he is looking at me differently. Its like he's not looking, but staring. And it is making me uneasy. I'm having difficulty keeping eye contact, so I turn my gaze to the walk behind him. He's affecting me in a way I've never known before. He takes a while to answer and I figure he is thinking of a way to spare my feeling. I shouldn't have asked it. I know why he's never tried anything. Its because we're friend and friends don't ……did he just put his hands on my hips? I look down. Yes he did and he is closer all of a sudden. I find I can look at him now. And as I do I feel his hand, that are so warm, move up to my waist. What is he……

What are you doing?

Trying something. He whispers. It sounds low and …..seductive? OMG is Luke trying to seduce me? I don't have much time to think about that question because right now Luke's hands are moving upwards, gliding pass my waist and over the sides of my… breasts. I immediately gasps in surprise pleasure. I start breathing is a bit faster as Luke glides his hands back down my sides to my hips. For a moment all I do is stare at him and he is staring right back at me. Then just when I'm about to say something, Luke begins to lean forward.

So…I begin shakily ...what exactly are you….. I'm desperately trying to ignore his movements and finish my sentence. But as I'm saying the last word I feel Luke's lips just below my earlobe and I shutter. The last word barely comes out and it sounds more like a moan than anything else. ….trying? I'm so embarrassed, but I couldn't help it. His closeness and then his voice and then his lips. Luke should not be able to affect me like this.

I'm not sure. He says it so calmly, and I feel his breathe on the side my face when de does. Before I get the chance to get over the sensation, I feel him softly kiss my cheek, and I close my eyes. I can stop secretly wondering how his lips feel. Because now I know. They are so soft and smooth. Then he kisses my neck, then my collar bone and then he dips his head a bit more and kisses me along the neckline of my dress, which is just above the valley of my breast. I can not stand still anymore. I sigh and to steady myself, I grab Luke's upper forearms, near his shoulders. He stops. I can tell that he is now looking at me but I don't open my eyes. I'm trying to get my body under control. He doesn't wait. He gently pushes me to lean against the counter's end and brings his body flush to mine. Again I sigh. He leans in and starts to kiss along the other side of my neck and jaw. My grip on his arms gets tighter. He starts moving his hand up my sides again, past my waist and partially over my breasts. The combination is amazing and I can feel this familiar tension building up in my body. As he brings his hands back down, he runs his thumbs over my nipples.

Ohhh Luke. I never thought I would say those words like that. This is so sexually enticing. I dig her fingers into his arms, but he doesn't seem to mind. Actually it just seems to stimulates him even more. That's when he pressed his pelvis into mine and now is moving it very slowly, almost unnoticeably. But I can feel his movements….. and his hardness. Oh god. Luke. My body is being overwhelmed by the sexual sensations, and I find myself begging him, Luke, not to stop. Please don't stop. This is incredible. And it feels so natural and right. His hands, his lips, his…manhood…it's all so… He stopped. Why has he stopped moving?

Lorelai? He says into my ear, his hot breath affecting my whole body. I can tell that I won't like what he says next, but I love the way he says my name. I don't think I will ever get use to hearing him say my name like that.

Mmmm? It's all I can manage. My eyes still closed.

We.. we have to stop.

No. I whimper. I don't want to stop. And I know he doesn't want to stop. I can hear it in his voice. Why do we have to stop.

Jess could come home any minute. Oh no…… We do have to stop. Luke has already stopped but he's still up against me. Neither of us move. His body feels so good pressed into mine. I don't want him to move, and I can tell he does not want to move either, but he does. Luke pulls away completely but stays in front of me. My eyes are now open and they meet his.

You should go home. I can see it pains him to say this. I can tell he wants it as much as I do. And I do want it.

I should. What else can I say. I know I should.

I should close up.

You should. And with that he leaves me there. He moves back behind the counter and picks up his pad and pencil and goes back to work. I take a moment to gather herself together. When I am fairly certain I can walk without tripping over myself, I finally begin to move. I grab my purse, then pulls out some money.

Forget it, first time customers are on the house. Mimi, was it? He listened to my rant. I love that he listens to my rants and not just think I'm a total nut.

Yeah.

Come again, Mimi.

Thanks, I will. Seems like a very nice place. We look at each other a while longer. Then I turn and leave. I try to focus only on getting home. I don't want to think about what happened until I am safe at home. When I finally get there, my body takes over, and I automatically go through the usual routine. Check the machine, take a show, put on my pjs. And now, in my bed, I really begin to think about Luke. Think about what happened and, unfortunately, didn't happen with Luke. I wanted him. I wanted him so bad. Wait, did I want him, or just… what he could give me? No. I wanted Luke. Just Luke.