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Ch1. Just Kiss Me.

"Woa, it sure is crowded in here!" Exclaimed Lorelai, looking around the restaurant, doors closing behind her.

"Don't worry, I have a reservation," said Luke.

"Are you sure, I don't see an open table anywhere."

"Yes, I think I'd remember making a reservation," said Luke. His attention was now turned to the reservation worker. "The name's under Luke Danes."

The woman flipped through some papers attached to a clipboard. "I'm sorry, Sir. But there is no reservation under that name."

"I told you so," Lorelai gloated.

"That's impossible," said Luke, ignoring her. "I made it quite a while ago."

"Oh yes, here it is. I'm sorry, right this way." Said the woman, leading them to their table.

Luke and Lorelai followed her to the back of the restaurant. Luke pulled Lorelai's chair from behind her so she could sit. It was a small candle-lit table set for just the two of them. Lorelai right away noticed the center-piece. It was the most beautiful assortment of flowers she had ever seen in her entire life.

"Your waiter will be with you shortly," said the woman, handing them their menus. She turned and walked away.

"So, Luke," said Lorelai, starting conversation. "How did you know about this place, I've never heard of it in my entire life."

"I called around. I just wanted the best for you. So do you like it?" Asked Luke.

"Oh, my God. Yes. This place is beautiful. I never thought you were the Tuxedo-Dinner guy. And I love these flower arrangements," she said smiling.

Luke placed his hand on hers, and squeezed a little. "As long as you're happy," he said staring into her eyes, her big blue angelic eyes. She couldn't help but to smile.

Their waiter walked over to the table. "Hello, I'm Juanita, I'm going to be your waiter for the rest of this evening. Are we ready to order?" She asked them.

"Um, I'll have the Eggplant Parmesan," said Luke. "Lorelai?" He turned to Lorelai.

"Uh, geez, I don't know. Everything looks so delicious."

"Take your time, " said Luke to Lorelai.

"I guess I'll go with the Veal Piccata," said Lorelai, handing the waiter her menu. "I'm sorry," she said to Luke. "Is that too expensive?"

"No, not at all. You just order what you want."

The waiter jotted down their orders quickly. "Anything to drink?" Asked the waiter.

"White wine, please," said Lorelai.

"Uh, Scotch."

"Okay, I'll be back with your order in no time." She walked off.

Luke and Lorelai ate dinner quickly. They both knew where the evening was headed. Afterwards, they went to Luke's to "hang out" as Luke would describe it.

Afterwards

"Goodness, it's dark in here," said Lorelai, looking around the diner.

Luke flipped the light switch, yet nothing happened. "Great," he said "power's out."

"Sucko," said Lorelai.

"We could just go to your place to do--"

"What? We could go to my place to do what?" Asked Lorelai, confused.

"Whatever. Watch a movie or something. You know, just hang out," he said, face turning red.

"It's ten thirty at night. Too late to watch a movie."

"Oh, well--"

"Luke, what were you going to say? Be honest with me."

"Nothing."

"Luke."

"What?"

"Come on. I think we both know where this is going. And I think we both know what you were thinking when you said we could go to my place. The date's over, you should have taken me home. But you didn't, so here we stand. Are you going to kiss me, or what?"

Luke smiled. "Lorelai, it's the first date."

"I know, Luke. But standing here, thinking about doing something, but not doing it. And then denying it when questioned is not right. It just makes you look immature and foolish. Don't think, Luke, just do."

''No wonder she got pregnant at sixteen,'' Luke thought to himself. Happy she was talking him through it, he leaned in for a big one.

"Luke," said Lorelai, tired of waiting.

"Yea."

"Just kiss me already!" She grabbed both of his hands and pressed them against her hips while hers lingered somewhere behind his neck. And then it happened. The kiss. Their first kiss. She kissed him passionatley at first, but then loosing steam. The kiss lasted a few seconds, but then she felt him pulling back. "What's wrong?"
"I can't do this, Lorelai."

"What? Why?"

"It's only the first date. If this were to happen, and things didn't work out, then you'll be all emotionally involved. And I don't want to hurt you. I can't watch you get hurt. Not again. I've watched you go from guy to guy and each of them hurt you, and I don't want too be the next in line. If it's real, what I've been feeling for you these past eight years, then it'll happen on it's own. When it's time. But we shouldn't try to force anything on us."

"So you're saying, just go with the flow?"

He laughed a little. "Yes," he said. "Just go with the flow."

"So you don't want to?"

"No, Lorelai. God, no. I do, more than you'll ever know, but I just don't want you to get hurt."

"Nice excuse."

"Lorelai..." he said shaking his head. "It's not that at all..."

"Luke, I appreciate you not wanting to be just another chapter in my life. But I'm a big girl, I can look after myself. This is what I want."

"Okay. Are you sure?"

"Yes, Luke, I"m definatley positive about this one."

"Okay." He smiled, and kissed her soft. "Because if you're not sure, then we can just..."

"LUKE!"

"Sorry." He leaned in again, but this time, with more force. The kiss this time lasted a while. It was passionate and perfect. They both wanted the same thing, and the same thing, they both would get.

She drew back, not knowing why. And there they stood. In the dark, all alone. No light, no noises, no vision. Nothing. Nothing but the tingling sensation of his warm breath against her neck. She leaned in again. They kissed until their mouths were numb. It was then that they moved backwards towards the stairs. As they did this, he unbuttoned her jacket, as she unzipped his heavy coat. His coat fell. They made it halfway up the stairs when her jacket fell to the ground, joining his coat. Her started on her top, but continued to kiss her. As they made their way upstairs, her shirt fell off of her. Without thinking, he started to unzipp her skirt.

"Wait, Luke."

"Huh?" He said, out of breath.

"I'm not so sure about this."

"Oh," he said. Lorelai could hear the dissappointment in his voice. "Lorelai, you don't have to do anything you don't want to do. I'm not going to force you. But still, you should have said something when I asked you earlier if you were sure about this."

"And I was sure, then. But now, not so sure."

"I knew this was a bad idea," he said, pulling away from her, and turning away.

"No Luke. Just. Don't walk away. It's just happening so fast. I'm not sure what to think about it, about us. Just, kiss me. Let me see how I feel about this."

"Okay," he leaned in and kissed her. "Well? What are you thinking?"

"I want it. I've just waited for this, and had dreams about it for so long now. Now that it's here, I'm not going to let it slip away. I wont do that. And I know you want it just as much as I."

Luke smiled. "You sure?"

"I know what I want." She kissed him. And with that, he kissed her back, slow, and thoughtfully.

He unzipped he skirt all of the way, and watched it fall slowly off of her hips. He stared in awe at her beauty. Her unbelievable beauty.

"No fair," said Lorelai

"Huh?" Asked Luke.

"Well, you're still dressed, and I'm almost completely nude," she said, trying to be funny.

"Fine," said luke, removing his button-down shirt, and his pants. "Better?"

"Um..." she looked down. "Socks."

Luke sighed. He grabbed hold of her shoulders for stability as he reached down to remove his socks. He quickly pulled them off and returned to Lorelai. "Happy now?"

"You have no idea," she said, and she kissed him.

He started removing her panty hose, as they walked backwards towards the bed. They soon reached the floor. He hovered over her, pushing back the covers for a place to lie down. They lowered to the bed. He was now on top of her. He slid off her black satin panties. They were both out of breath, but wouldn't stop for the life of them. She pushed his boxers to his ankles, and he kicked them off. He pulled her forward, his hands moving across her back feeling for her bra buckle. Once he found it, he pinched it, and felt it loosen against her chest. He slowly slid it off of her shoulders and threw it across the room. "She'll find it," he thought to himself. He kissed her neck, and moved down towards her chest, but stopped at her collarbone. He leaned up to look at her. Their eyes had settled on the darkness, they could now see one another.

"Lorelai."

"Yea?"

"Have I told you how beautiful you are tonight?"

She giggled. "Thanks for waiting 'till we're in bed. I see how much you mean it," she said jokingly.

"No, Lorelai. It's not like that. I've always seen you like this. You're perfect in my eyes and always will be. You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen in my entire life. I don't know what I'd do without you, and I don't know how I kept this to myself for over ten years now. I love you Lorelai. I always have, and I always will."

"What?"

"I said I love you."

"No joke?"

"No joke,'' he affirmed.

"Oh, my God."

TBC