CHAPTER EIGHT
"You never know how much you rely on certain things until they are gone. No power means no TV, no radio, no computer. Not that I use the computer much except for e-mail and instant messaging. Candles are nice but they don't give off enough light to let you do the things you don't need electricity for.....um, like reading, and games....." Lorelai was babbling and she knew it.
"True, but I do have a radio and it does have fresh batteries," he smiled at the reference, "at least we'll have some music and reports about what is going on out there."
Lorelai started to relax. It's Luke for heavens sake. We've been alone together hundreds of times; we've known each other for years. No matter what happens, it's the two of us, we're in this together. Maybe it's time to let the guard down a little, get some things out in the open.
Luke turned the radio on and found the station he liked.... easy listening, not much talk. It was one of Lorelai's favorites too. Soon they were talking easily, tension somewhat relieved. Somehow the familiar music took the pressure off. Lorelai shared more about Rory's campus life, the latest plans for the inn, and told him a couple of funny Sookie/ Jackson stories. Luke told her about a call he had gotten from Jess and a nice note that Rory had written him when he had sent a care package to her dorm. They gossiped about Kirk and Taylor, Babette and Patty, laughed about some of the old town meetings. They tried to play poker but Lorelai got frustrated when she kept losing. The snow continued into the night and so did their conversation. They avoided more personal stuff until Luke absently mentioned the soapy water fight in the kitchen a few weeks ago. It just slipped out when they had been teasing each other about their own funny stories-the trip to the hospital, Sookie and Jackson's first date, Rune, Stella, the fashion show, the list went on and on. It sort of stopped them both in their tracks.
Luke went for more beer and she went to look out the window. The snow covered everything but you could still see the twinkle lights shining on the trees and the gazebo. Luke came up behind her to hand her the beer. She felt his warmth and he took in the fragrance that was Lorelai. At that moment, they both knew they were in big trouble here. Certain things could no longer be ignored or denied. Lorelai turned and looked up into his eyes and he reached down to brush her hair away from her face. The look was too intense for both of them and Lorelai took both of the beers and set them on the table.
"Luke, we have to talk."
"I know. We've done a pretty good job of avoiding it so far tonight. But I guess it's time to ......I don't know.....admit some things......confess some things......I don't know how or where to start......."
"Neither do I" she whispered.
So Luke pulled her close to him and held her, resting his chin on the top of her head. He looked out the window and now realized the magic of the snow-something Lorelai had known for years. She pulled slightly away when she sensed his smile.
"What's the smile for?"
"I was just realizing what you had been telling me for years is true. Wonderful things happen when it snows."
"Can I say 'I told you so'?"
"Not yet." He pulled her into his arms and kissed her, gently at first, but then his passion took over. And it was met by very willing lips, a very willing Lorelai.
He pulled away, still holding her and looked into her eyes, "Now..... now you can tell me anything you want."
"I think I love you. I think I have for years."
"That's good. Because I'm pretty sure I love you too."
They sealed that admission with an intense kiss and then Lorelai pulled away and said, "I almost forgot. I told you so!!!"
And in the background the radio played "They Way You Look Tonight".
"You never know how much you rely on certain things until they are gone. No power means no TV, no radio, no computer. Not that I use the computer much except for e-mail and instant messaging. Candles are nice but they don't give off enough light to let you do the things you don't need electricity for.....um, like reading, and games....." Lorelai was babbling and she knew it.
"True, but I do have a radio and it does have fresh batteries," he smiled at the reference, "at least we'll have some music and reports about what is going on out there."
Lorelai started to relax. It's Luke for heavens sake. We've been alone together hundreds of times; we've known each other for years. No matter what happens, it's the two of us, we're in this together. Maybe it's time to let the guard down a little, get some things out in the open.
Luke turned the radio on and found the station he liked.... easy listening, not much talk. It was one of Lorelai's favorites too. Soon they were talking easily, tension somewhat relieved. Somehow the familiar music took the pressure off. Lorelai shared more about Rory's campus life, the latest plans for the inn, and told him a couple of funny Sookie/ Jackson stories. Luke told her about a call he had gotten from Jess and a nice note that Rory had written him when he had sent a care package to her dorm. They gossiped about Kirk and Taylor, Babette and Patty, laughed about some of the old town meetings. They tried to play poker but Lorelai got frustrated when she kept losing. The snow continued into the night and so did their conversation. They avoided more personal stuff until Luke absently mentioned the soapy water fight in the kitchen a few weeks ago. It just slipped out when they had been teasing each other about their own funny stories-the trip to the hospital, Sookie and Jackson's first date, Rune, Stella, the fashion show, the list went on and on. It sort of stopped them both in their tracks.
Luke went for more beer and she went to look out the window. The snow covered everything but you could still see the twinkle lights shining on the trees and the gazebo. Luke came up behind her to hand her the beer. She felt his warmth and he took in the fragrance that was Lorelai. At that moment, they both knew they were in big trouble here. Certain things could no longer be ignored or denied. Lorelai turned and looked up into his eyes and he reached down to brush her hair away from her face. The look was too intense for both of them and Lorelai took both of the beers and set them on the table.
"Luke, we have to talk."
"I know. We've done a pretty good job of avoiding it so far tonight. But I guess it's time to ......I don't know.....admit some things......confess some things......I don't know how or where to start......."
"Neither do I" she whispered.
So Luke pulled her close to him and held her, resting his chin on the top of her head. He looked out the window and now realized the magic of the snow-something Lorelai had known for years. She pulled slightly away when she sensed his smile.
"What's the smile for?"
"I was just realizing what you had been telling me for years is true. Wonderful things happen when it snows."
"Can I say 'I told you so'?"
"Not yet." He pulled her into his arms and kissed her, gently at first, but then his passion took over. And it was met by very willing lips, a very willing Lorelai.
He pulled away, still holding her and looked into her eyes, "Now..... now you can tell me anything you want."
"I think I love you. I think I have for years."
"That's good. Because I'm pretty sure I love you too."
They sealed that admission with an intense kiss and then Lorelai pulled away and said, "I almost forgot. I told you so!!!"
And in the background the radio played "They Way You Look Tonight".
