It had been a week since Rachel had left and there had only been two phone calls from her. One the day after to let Ellie know she had made it safe and had already picked out two possible apartments. And another to apologize for not calling, though even with this call she ended it quickly with a promise to call again soon.

There had been no detailed emails of the apartments that they might be living in, no photos or information. Luke tried to make excuses and give her valid reasons why Rachel might not be calling but the dismay in her eyes killed the words almost as soon as they passed his lips. His own anger bubbled over more times than he cared to mention. He was gruff with customers, short with Caesar and finally after he shouted at Lorelai to order or free up the table he felt his resolve snap.

She lowered the menu she was holding and looked up to his face. His features were contorted in anger and his barely contained rage was clearly visible. She knew what was happening and why he was so angry. She reached over the counter and put her hand over his and it was all it took for his features to relax. He raised his eyebrows in an apology and rubbed his face then turned his hand up to clasp hers and squeeze it gently.

"French toast...with bacon?" he said and she nodded with a small smile. "Be right out." Luke ducked into the kitchen and stayed there until her order was ready. When he reemerged his face was more calm and softer though she could still see the steely look of fury behind his eyes.

"Thanks," she said simply and tucked in. She stayed in the diner for the rest of her lunch break and only left at the last minute to get back to work on time, as if her mere presence was helping him to calm down. When she dropped the money on the counter and waved before walking out Luke watched her cross the road to her Jeep and climb in.

"Back in a sec Caesar…" he called out as he chased after her and managed to stop her from pulling away. She unzipped the window and leaned out with her elbow and smiled. "I'm sorry for barking at you back there."

"Forget about it Luke."

"No, it's not ok for me to take this out on you."

"It's ok, I know you are angry."

"Well I just wanted to apologize."

"Seriously, there is no need," she said as she lifted her hand and stroked the side of his face then pulled him closer and kissed him.

"See you later."

"Sure, try not to scare too many customers away. But if you do, don't chase after them and kiss them like that."

Luke chuckled. He stepped back from the Jeep to let her pull off and waved until she turned the corner and out of sight.

As he closed up the diner that night with Ellie sitting at the counter eating a slice of pie and reading over a school book he stopped what he was doing and sat down next to her.

"Hey," he said and nudge her to get her to look up. Friday night in the diner and she was sitting at the counter reading a school book instead of going out with Lane or going to the movies. Hell he'd almost even prefer if she was out with Tim than in moping with him.

"Hi." she glanced up at him but pulled her focus quickly back to the book before her.

"Not going out tonight?"

"No."

"How come?"

"Geez dad, it wasn't that long ago you were threatening to keep me locked up in my room until I was graduated from uni." he knew she was joking but there was a bite in her tone.

"Whats up?"

"Nothing…"

"Ellie...c'mon, talk to me."

"Dad, just leave it, god!" she slammed her book closed and slipped off the stool then turned and stormed out of the diner, slamming the door closed too. Luke looked after her and watched as she stomped across the square. He wanted to run after her, and get her to talk to him but he guessed he knew why she was so angry and wanted to give her the space she needed.

Lorelai parked her Jeep outside her house and gathered her belongings from the back seat. She had her jacket slung over her shoulder, some rolls of fabric under her arm and was reaching in for a binder when everything she was juggling became too hard to hold and dropped around her feet.

"Dammit…" she muttered as she bent over to pick it up and turned at the sound of soft footsteps hurrying over to her. "Ellie?"

"Hey...I was sitting on your porch. I hope that's ok."

"Eh, yeah sure." she looked over Ellie's shoulder to see if Luke was there too but he wasn't. They both picked up her belongings and carried them into the house where Lorelai instructed her to drop them onto the couch. "So you want a drink or something?"

"Sure."

"I have water and milk, coffee, though your dad would probably kill me if i gave you that. I have soda too!"

"Soda is fine." Lorelai went into the kitchen and came back with two sodas then they pushed the rolls of fabric aside and sat into the couch. "What's with all the fabric?"

"Its leftovers from the inn. I thought I'd make something nice."

"Really?" Ellie looked over with new interest at the soft fabric. "Like clothes?"

"Sure, or maybe some cushion covers, some curtains. I dunno, I'll see what the fabric shows me."

"Thats pretty amazing."

A silence fell between them and as much as Lorelai wanted to know why Ellie was sitting on her porch, she didn't want to force the issue.

"So I've had a tough day at work today, and when I'm done I like to come home and watch trashy movies. Would you like to join me?"

"Yeah sure, that sounds great."

"Okay, I'll go and change, you go into the kitchen and make some popcorn and we'll meet back here in ten minutes."

"Deal."

Lorelai hurried upstairs and quickly changed out of her work outfit and into a pair of shorts and a slim fit blue check shirt. She grabbed her mobile from her purse and dialed Luke's number. He answered almost immediately on the first ring so she knew he was sitting by the phone waiting for Ellie to call.

"Hey, it's me."

"Lorelai, hi."

"Ellie is here."

"What?"

"I just got in from work and she was sitting on my porch."

"Is she ok?" he asked a mixture of relief and worry diluting his voice.

"She seems upset about something but she's not really talking."

"I'll come pick her up."

"No Luke, leave it. We're going to watch a movie and I'll walk her home afterwards."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm positive. I just wanted to call and let you know where she was."

"Thanks Lorelai."

She hung up and went down to find Ellie just walking in with a bowl of popcorn. they sat onto the couch and Lorelai activated her DVR to scroll through the list of movies she had saved. "Now I wonder how trashy should we go…"

"Very trashy."

"Sharknado trashy?"

"More." Ellie was giggling as she munched on the popcorn.

"Leprechaun?"

"More!"

"Okay...okay, I'm about to open your world into a new dimension of trashy movies. Tonight, for one night only...well not really, I watch this movie a lot...we are gonna watch, The Room!"

"Is it a horror?"

"Oh it's certainly horrible. but it's not a horror."

"Let's do it."

The movie started and they both settled in to watch. They laughed so much at certain points that Lorelai had to pause and rewind to keep up. They finished the first bowl of popcorn and made another before the movie was finally finished. She stopped it as the credits started to roll and looked over at Ellie who was laying against the other end of the couch, their feet mingling in the centre. Her cheeks were flushed from the laughter and there were still tears in her eyes. she sighed and chuckled, rubbed her fingers in her hair and turned back to face Lorelai with a wide smile.

"Thanks," she said.

Lorelai shrugged. "It was nothing. Thanks for the company."

"You like movies huh?"

"I love movies. It's like my own personal escape when I need to get away from everything that's going on in my life."

"Oh." Ellie sobered up immediately. She knew a leading statement when she heard one.

"You want to talk about something honey?"

"I...um...not really." Ellie looked down at her feet then pulled them up tighter and hugged her knees to her chest.

"That's ok, sometimes it's enough to just hang out without talking."

Ellie nodded though her eyes looked off into the distance. Then without prompting she spoke. "Me and Tim broke up."

"Oh honey," Lorelai sat up and placed a hand on her shoulder. "I'm sorry."

"If I move to Chicago next week...it just didn't make sense to keep going out with him."

"If?"

"Well...my mom hasn't been calling like she said she would."

"She just started a new job, things can get a little crazy when you start a new job."

"I know, and I want to believe she is waiting for me in Chicago but it's been 14 years of being let down, so I'm not sure if it's all about her new job." There was a bite in her tone and Lorelai squeezed her shoulder. "Tim said I should forget Chicago and stay here in Stars Hollow. He doesn't understand what it's like to not really know your mom, not really know if she loves you."

"Oh Ellie I'm sure she loves you, of course she does!" Lorelai rubbed her back. "How could she not, you're amazing."

"Well she's not great at showing it. So me and TIm had a huge fight and we broke up." Her tears started to fall freely and she covered her face with both hands as she sobbed. Lorelai pulled her into a tight hug and offered her soft words of comfort. When she stopped crying she sat back and looked up at Lorelai who dried the last of her tears with her thumbs. "I'm sorry...I didn't mean to…"

"Not at all. Anytime you want to call round here to rant and rave, cry or just hang out and watch movies, you are more than welcome."

"Thanks."

"I think maybe you should call Tim."

"What's the point."

"If you do go to Chicago it might be nice to keep in touch with him. And if you stay…"

Ellie smiled. "If I stay…" She shrugged and sighed and her smile disappeared. "I guess my dad will be happy if I stay."

"You're dad would be ecstatic if you stayed but that doesn't mean he doesn't want you to go. You know he wants you to have a proper relationship with your mom."

"I know." She rubbed her face and fixed her ponytail. "I'll really miss him."

"Then you'll have to call him. Tell him all about your time in Chicago."

"I don't want him to think I'm having too good a time in Chicago."

"He'll want to know you're happy."

Ellie shrugged. "I feel like I've really messing things Tim, with dad."

"No honey, you can call Tim and explain it all to him. And your dad will love you no matter what happens, if you stay or if you go."

"I guess."

"No guesswork involved." She rubbed her arms and smiled reassuringly at her. Ellie returned the smile but it didn't quite reach her eyes.

"Well I better go."

"I'll walk you home."

Ellie was about to protest but as Lorelai slipped on her shoes and a jacket she decided the company might be nice. They talked about the movie they had just watched and by the time they reached the diner Ellie was smiling and laughing again. As they walked up the steps to the diner, Luke, who had clearly been waiting for them, pulled the door open. Ellie stepped over and hugged him tightly. He hugged her back. Kissed the top of her head, looked at Lorelai over her head and mouthed thank you to her with a crooked smile.

When Ellie released him from her hug she turned to Lorelai and waved then hurried through the diner to the apartment. Luke ushered Lorelai into the diner and guided her to a stool by the counter. He poured her a cup of coffee and sat on the stool next to her.

"So...what happened?"

"She's upset about Rachel not calling her as much as she promised."

"I figured that was it."

"Also she broke up with Tim."

"Oh…" Luke look confused and his eyes darted over to the curtain Ellie had disappeared behind. He leaned forward and lowered his voice. "Well wasn't that always on the cards with her moving to Chicago?"

"Yeah of course but that doesn't make it any easier Luke." She slapped his thigh. "This guy was her first crush, first boyfriend, first love."

"First love?" Luke was skeptical and he sat back in his stool with an arched eyebrow.

"Yeah, powerful first love. You never get over it." Luke chuckled and shook his head and she slapped his thigh again. "C'mon, you have to know what it's like… or have you never been in love?" she teased. Luke's eyes darkened and his smiled crept a little wider across his face.

"Sure I have. But heart broken? I dunno about that."

"Well it's different for girls."

"Ugh…" he dropped his face into his hands. "I don't know how to handle this."

"Nothing to handle," she said as she pulled his hands away from his face. "Just let her have some space. A little wallowing is good for a broken heart."

"Mended a few have you?"

"Maybe...once or twice," she admitted with a rueful smile. Luke felt a pang across his chest at her words spoken so softly and his grip on her hands tightened. "So, still no word from Rachel?"

"No. Nothing concrete."

"Give her time, starting a new job is always a little hectic."

"Time is one thing I cannot give her. Ellie needs to have this chance now. I just know that if Rachel lets her down this time, there will be no reconciliation."

"Why do you say that?"

"Because this time I let Ellie make the decision. In the past I've alway blocked her from the worst of Rachel. Made excuses, told her stories about how amazing and busy her mother was, photographing the world but this time, this time I let Ellie have all the facts, and let her make the decision to go. If Rachel turns her back on her this time, Ellie will feel the full sting herself."

"Oh I see...do you think she will renege on her offer to take Ellie?"

"I don't know. I really don't." Luke let go of her hands and pushed the heel of his hands into his eyes as he released a lungful of air and let his shoulders slump. "And I'm the idiot who let her get sucked in. You'd think I'd know better by now." He dropped his hands between his knees.

"C'mon Luke, that's not fair. You just wanted to give her a chance to get to know her mother."

"Yeah well I know her mother and I should know better than to let Ellie get too close."

She rubbed his arms. "You can't protect her forever Luke."

"I know. I just wish…"

"I know." Lorelai stood up off her stool and stepped into the circle of his arms. He widened his legs and pulled her closer, dropped his head to rest on her shoulder and tightened his grip around her waist. She kissed his temple and lowered her head to snuggle in the crook of his neck and let her lips press softly against the warm skin behind his shirt collar.

They stayed like that for a few moments and when Lorelai started to pull back he loosened his grip but didn't release her entirely. He held her in place for a while and looked up at her concerned features as her hands ran through his hair and gently scratched the back of his neck.

"Thank you."

"For?"

"Taking her in and talking to her."

Her first instinct was to brush off his gratitude but she knew it meant a lot to him so she simply smiled and accepted it. "Any time."

"Do you want to come up for a while?"

"No, I better get home."

"Let me walk you."

"No its ok Luke, it's getting late." She looked down at her hands that rested on his chest. "Besides if you walk me home it will be another chaste kiss that will get me all hot and bothered and then you'll leave and I'll be left unsatisfied!"

"Lorelai, I'm walking you home. You can either let me walk by your side, with my arm around you, or suffer my following you home a meter behind you."

"Alright, alright, let's go." she chuckled as she stepped back and he held her in place for a moment then pressed a quick kiss to her forehead.

"Let me just go and tell Ellie."

When he got up to the apartment he found her sitting cross legged on the couch with her phone on her lap. She was texting and smiling with the TV muted low.

"Hey I'm just walking Lorelai home."

"Ok."

"You ok here for a while?"

"Yeah I'm going to bed soon. I'm going to go see Tim's swim meet early tomorrow morning."

"Oh?" he crossed the room and sat on the arm of the couch beside her.

"He's racing in Hartford and his mum said I could ride with her. Is that ok?"

"What time?"

"The meet is at 8am so she said she would pick me up at 7.15."

"Wow swimmers race early huh."

"She said we would be back at 1. I can work the afternoon shift in the diner then." she looked up at him expectantly. "So, can I go?"

"Sure honey, but how about you come down early to have breakfast with me before you go."

"Deal." He smile widened and she picked up her phone to text Tim he presumed. Luke stepped off the couch and walked out. He met Lorelai on the street and locked the diner door behind them then as promised, draped an arm around her and pulled her snugly against him.

"So looks like there will be no need for wallowing," he said with a smile and a soft chuckle.

"They're back together already?"

"Yeah I think so. She is going to his swim meet in the morning."

Lorelai smiled and let her head fall against his shoulder as they walked. When they reached her place he waited until the front door was opened and she stepped in then started to back away but she tugged his hand and pulled him in for a kiss.

"Lorelai…" he muttered against her lips.

"Just a simple goodnight kiss for your girlfriend."

"Girlfriend?" he leaned back and smiled down at her. He had thought of her as his girlfriend but he had never uttered the word aloud and now to hear her say it made his heart do something in his chest that caused his breath to catch.

"Yeah, what did you think I was...a hussy?" she tugged on his shirt to pull him closer. He laughed and kissed her back but when she parted his lips with her tongue and gripped the back of his neck to hold him closer he put his hands on her waist and pushed her back.

"Maybe hussy is the right word."

"Luke Danes! Why I never!" she had a shocked look of offense on her face but the twinkle in her eyes and curve along her smiling lips gave her away.

"Never?"

"Well...hardly ever."

"Good night Lorelai." he kissed her and leaned against the door frame and Lorelai realized he was going to go home and as predicted leave her wanton and frustrated.

"Goodnight Luke," she uttered as she stepped backwards into her house but left the front door wide open. He was about to turn away and walk home when he noticed her hands were undoing the buttons on her shirt. He frowned and watched for a moment more until the shirt was hanging open and revealed that she wasn't wearing a bra. She let her fingers trail from the hollow in her throat, between her breasts, over her torso to the fastening on her shorts. She popped the first button, then the second and watched as his eyes were fixated on her fingers.

"Lorelai…" he said, his voice husky with need, questions on his lips, his eyes, and his brow furrowed as he wondered how far she would take this game. But even in the short time he had known her he never knew her to back down from a challenge and this was most certainly a challenge.

Her fingers traced soft lines back up her body to her neck to lift her hair high above her head. She tossed her head back and let her hair go and the slow movements of her arms displaced her shirt enough to display her breasts in full.

With one hand still buried in her hair the other moved back down over her body, paused long enough to circle her nipples on both breasts then drew a direct line to her shorts. She popped the rest of the buttons and shimmied her hips enough to drop the shorts around her ankles. Luke held his breath but with a mixture of relief and frustration he saw she was wearing a pale pink of cotton panties.

Lorelai lifted her head and looked at him straight in the eye. Her lips curved into a crooked smile and she blinked slowly then stepped out of her shorts and turned her back to him. She bent at the waist to pick them up and Luke felt his cock twitching with the need to be inside her. She stood and looked over her shoulder then started to walk to the stairs and slowly ascended them. Luke was still standing in the doorway, his body leaning against the frame to hold himself up and he watched as her hips swayed from side to side with each step up she took. Without a second thought he followed. He closed and locked the door behind him and hurried up the stairs, taking the steps in twos and threes lest he miss something she was doing.

When he stepped into her room she was kneeling on her bed, facing the door and waiting for him. He closed that door behind him too and approached her. She expected him to start undressing but when he stood by the end of the bed with his arms crossed over his chest she realized what game he was now playing. She let her smile curve her lips and continued to show him what she had to offer. Her shirt kept part of her body tantalizingly covered and he wanted to reach over and pull it off her entirely but he resisted the urge and continued to play his passive role in this game she started.

Her hands roamed over her body, cupped her breasts and stroked her thighs. She dragged her fingers across the band of her panties and he waited with bated breath but instead of slipping beneath the cotton fabric she moved her hands higher and cupped her breasts. She sighed as the weight of her breasts settled in her hands and pinched her nipples between her thumb and forefingers.

When she heard his breath catching in his throat she couldn't help but smile and she moved her head to look him in the eyes but his eyes were watching her fingers.

"Everything ok?" she whispered, as her fingers continued their teasing on her own breasts.

"Uh, yeah." his eyes darted up to her face but back down to her fingers lest he miss her ministrations. She squeezed her nipples a little tighter and let out a moan and watched as Luke's eyes fluttered closed for a moment.

"You want to help me out over here?"

"I dunno...you seem to be doing just fine," he said with a smile. "Show me…"

"Show you?"

"How you cope when I'm not here."

Lorelai chuckled. She fell back onto her haunches and then lay on her bed. Her head fell against the pillows and her shirt fell open by her sides, giving him full view of her breasts that had been partially covered until now. As he feasted on the sight he almost missed the vision of her hand moving beneath the band of her panties to cup herself gently.

She moaned at the sensation and moved her fingers more but he couldn't see what she was doing as it was all below the barrier of her panties.

"Lorelai…" His hands trailed up her legs and she stretched her legs out towards him but her hand kept moving. His hands stroked her thighs and gripped the edges of her panties at her hips then slowly pulled them down and tossed them to the floor. Now with fewer constrictions around her legs she parted them further, bent one enough to brace her foot off the back of her knee and moved her hand lower, two fingers stroking between her folds from as far down as she could reach to the top, to circle her clit.

She moaned low, a noise that seemed to come from the base of her throat and her eyes fluttered closed. Luke watched with great fascination as she stroked and teased herself to the very edge of her pleasure. His cock was hard and pressed against the confines of his jeans but he didn't dare touch it yet. When she slipped both of her fingers inside of herself and moved her other hand down to flick her clit in a faster motion he almost lost his control. She was deep in her fantasy, moaning and rolling her head aside as her hips jerked wantonly against her hand but it wasn't enough. It never was. She could pleasure herself this way but it was nothing in comparison to how he made her feel.

"Luke…" she breathed out his name and frowned in frustration when she couldn't get her fingers deeper.

"I'm here...I'm here." He came onto the bed and kneeled between her legs. He bent one around his hip and stroked the other from her ankle to her thigh. Her fingers stilled but he grasped her wrist and encouraged her to continue and when she did he moved his hands to cup her breasts and stroke her nipples, his eyes never leaving her fingers as they moved in and out of her.

"Oh god…" she panted as his warm hands massaged her breasts and moved her hips faster, lifted them higher in the hope he would break his resolve and help her. Luke looked down at her fingers, sliding so easily in and out of her and without thinking he lowered his face and let his tongue rasp over her clit then blew a waft of cold air over her. "Oh fuck!" she felt her spasm coiling tighter and screwed her eyes shut to hold onto it for as long as she could without letting it snap and right then Luke knew he needed to be buried deep inside her when those convulsions started.

"Shit, wait!" he muttered as he tugged his belt open and pulled his jeans and boxers down. He moved her hands aside and lined up the tip of his cock to her entrance then gripped her hips and plunged into her in a single smooth fast thrust. He grunted as they connected then pulled out and thrust back into her again, this time deeper, his cock pressed against her inner walls just as her orgasm exploded around him. She gasped and moaned, called out his name and gripped his hips to hold him in place as she rode the wave of her pleasure to its end.

She closed her eyes over and let her breath settle down before opening them again to look up at him smiling so smugly above her. "I don't know what you are smiling at Danes," she said with a panting chuckle. "I did all the work there."

"I know...it was amazing."

"It was pretty good," she agreed with a smile but then when he moved his hips back and slowly pushed into her again she realized he was still fully erect and the sensations he sent through her on the crest of her previous orgasm made her nerves tingle from the base of her skull to her toes.

"It's not over yet."

"I can tell…"

Luke leaned forward a bit to ensure the shaft of his cock was brushing across her clit as he moved and he started to move faster, harder. her fingers pulled on his shirt to get to his skin and without even stopping his hips he grabbed the hem of both his shirt and undershirt and whipped them off over his head. With the new found access she pulled on his back to pull him closer and when he was lowered enough she arched her back so his chest was scraping the tips of her breasts.

"Oh god…" he moaned at the sensation of her stiff nipples against him and lowered even further to crush her breasts against him but this made it harder for him to move inside of her.

"Roll over." she muttered.

"Huh?" he leaned back to look at her face with a frown, all the while his cock continued to move in and out of her.

"Roll over you big oaf!"

He smiled and rolled away from her, hating the sensation of his cock sliding out of her and losing contact completely but it wasn't to be for very long. As she moved on the bed towards him he toed off his shoes and shimmied his jeans and boxers lower. She pulled them the rest of the way off then crawled on all fours towards him. She straddled him with one leg while the other was between his legs then gripped his shaft and positioned him at her entrance. Luke held her hips and looked down to where they were about to be connected. When she paused he looked up at her face.

"Ready?"

He nodded, unsure if his voice would be able to make any sounds then surprised himself with the volume of his own groan as she lowered her hips and took him in completely. She moved around, circled her hips and ground against him until she found the perfect position then bounced up and down as fast as her hips could carry her. He helped her movements by bending his legs up and giving her some leverage and holding her hips to guide her pace. He tossed his head back and screwed his eyes tightly shut to prolong the sensation for as long as he could but it wasn't to be for much longer he realized when he felt the hairs on his arms and legs tingling and his spine sending signals of alarm to his core about an imminent release.

Luckily by the sounds of her panting he knew her release to be just as close so he tipped his hips a little higher, connected more with her clit and hoped for the best. When her breathy moans became more vocal and the grip she had on his leg tightened to almost painful levels he knew she was a goner and focused on his own need for the few seconds it would take to push himself over the edge. He opened his eyes, locked on the bouncing motion of her breasts then with a final thrust up into her he released what little control he was still holding onto.

She followed right behind him and the mere sensation of her pulsating around him prolonged his orgasm and made him feel weak. She continued to ride him through the dregs of her own orgasm, grinding against his pubic bone and moaning in ever decreasing sounds until finally she stilled. A moment more after that she moved her legs and collapsed on the bed beside him. He snuggled her closer and rubbed her back as she kissed his chest and let her heartbeat try to calm down.

Eventually when their breathing had relaxed, their hearts had resumed a normal pace and their bodies had dried of all remnants of their sex, she lifted her head and rested it in her hand to look down at him.

"This is why you shouldn't walk me home."

"Ha! This is exactly why I should always walk you home!" he said with a laugh and he lifted his head to kiss her.

"Well I can't say I'm complaining."

"I'd hope not." He looked over at her and smiled. "That was quite a show you put on there."

"That? That was just the edited version."

"Edited version?"

"Trust me, it's never that smooth when I'm on my own."

Luke glanced down at her and wondered if this was a topic he should pursue. The image she had presented him with this evening was one that was ingrained in his mind now and one he knew he would pull up often. If she said there was more to the show, he wanted to know what it was. But he knew better than to press post coital musings for more detailed descriptions.

"I can see your cogs turning Luke...what are you thinking about?" she asked as her fingers drew idle patterns on his chest.

"You." he admitted simply.

"How so?"

"Just thinking...about your show, and how it might be enhanced and…" he blushed under her amused scrutiny but pressed on. "And how many showings there usually are."

"Well now, that would be telling."

"Sorry," he smiled at her and looked away.

"But I would love to show you some time."

"I'd love to see it."

"What about you?"

"Hmm?"

"Do you um...to, or with me?"

Luke frowned for a second as he tried to figure out what she was asking. But when he released he smiled and rolled his head to look at her. "Abso. Fucking. Lutely." he said with conviction and she laughed out loud and rolled away from him to let it out.

"Really?" she said when her laughter died down to a mere chuckle.

"Lorelai, the first day I met you, you crept into my brain and I couldn't get you out. I was so pent up and I couldn't stop myself. When I had a shower that evening you may as well have been in there with me."

"No way!" she half sat up, leaned back on her hands and looked at him over her shoulder.

"I haven't had anyone star in my...thoughts for a long time but you infected them and it was all I could think about. Your lips," he tugged her shoulder to pull her back down on top of him. He kissed her softly then rolled over so she was on her back and he half lay on top of her. "Your hands." He interlocked their fingers and continued to kiss her as he spoke and she smiled against his lips when she felt his cock moving against her hip. "Your breasts." he released one of her hands to cup her breast and massage it gently and she used her free hand to stroke his shaft and put him in place. Without waiting to see if he was ready she rolled her hips towards him and took him in a few inches but he didn't need any further encouragement to go deeper.

This time their lovemaking was slow and sensual. His hips moved against hers, his lips kissed her jaw, her neck, her ear her lips and any other place they could reach. Her hand stroked his back, his sides, his ribs and his torso as he held one of her hands above her head and his other hand stroked the line of her spine from her neck to her ass. This time her orgasm was a slow build up and a soft release, just as powerful without the sting of the coil snapping, it felt like a wave cresting, crashing over her body and enveloping her in a warm embrace.

He followed her into a crashing wave of his own and held her against him as they both basked in the sensation. "Jesus…" he muttered against her neck. "I can't get enough of you."

"Good." she rolled her head towards him and kissed his cheek then circled his neck with her arms and held him tight. "Because I'm not done with you yet either." They held each other tightly, as if trying to show how they felt with hugs alone but after a while Luke pulled back and kissed her temple.

"I better go."

"I know," she said with a sigh. "I wish you could stay," she uttered as she released him and he sat up and leaned back on his hands. "I wish I could wake up next to you."

"Me too." he looked down at her. She lay on the bed, wearing only her check shirt and a rueful smile. He couldn't resist leaning down to kiss her lips but pulled away before he could get sucked into another session. He stood and dressed but she only changed her position on the bed, allowing the shirt to cover her modesty but making sure there was enough cleavage showing so it wasn't too easy for him to leave.

"Thanks for walking me home, handsome."

Luke smiled down at her as he buckled his belt then sat on the edge of the bed to put on his shoes. She traced her fingers along his spine but when he stood he was out of her reach and her hand dropped to the mattress. he turned to look down at her and smiled.

"Should I now offer to walk you home, then you could walk me home and we could have another showing?"

"Though I would love a never ending repeat performance, I'm not sure if I would be able to actually get a performance out of myself, and besides…" he looked her up and down from the top of her head to the tips of her toes. "This is exactly how i want to remember you when I fall asleep tonight." He leaned down on the bed to kiss her gently. "Goodnight Lorelai."

She smiled demurely and tugged his shirt to kiss him once more before he left. Luke walked out of the house and across her lawn in slow long easy steps. He made it home and was relieved to see Ellie was already in bed. he checked in on her but she was sound asleep so he crawled into his own bed and followed suit.