SPOILERS - None.
SUMMARY - Same as the other chapters, PG-13
DISCLAIMER - The WB, Amy Sherman-Palladino, et al owns it all.
A/N: Okay, so I went for my lunchtime walk and had this little bridge chapter pop into my head. Don't worry, next chapter is the wedding.
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Chapter Sixteen (Still Tuesday Night - sorry folks!)
Luke and I got into the elevator and wordlessly pushed the button for the 6th floor. Luke gave me a sideways glance and cleared his throat. "So, um, Jess, how'd you learn how to dance like that, anyway?" he asked, barely looking at me.
I let out a noise somewhere between a laugh and a sign and grinned at him. "Well, Luke, if you must know, with all the traveling I've done over the past few years, well, there are lots of parties, lots of clubs, lots of hotel bars, and lots of women. And, well, if you want to get a woman to have sex with you, it sometimes helps to be able to give them a little preview of what I'm offering," I smirked at how uncomfortable I was making him.
"Okay, enough," he said gruffly, holding his hand up in a stop motion. He thought for a moment. "So.have you DANCED with a lot of women?" he asked tentatively.
I unlocked the door to our room and we both stepped inside. I made that noise again, this time more of a laugh than a sigh. "Oh, yeah, I've could give Denny Terrio a run for his money - and that's all over the world, believe me," I snorted.
Luke undressed and got in on one side of the huge king-sized bed, thinking about what I said. I did the same, getting in on the other side of the bed, setting the clock.
"And you're not going to DANCE with anyone from now on, right?" he said warningly. I used to hate it when he got all protective-dad-like with me, but now, in this instance I found it funny.
I turned to look at him with a smirk and realized that he was dead serious. "No, Uncle Luke, I'm hanging up my dancing shoes for good. The only one I'll be dancing with from now on is Rory," I said, turning out the light.
"Okay. [pause] Good. [longer pause] I really don't think that you should tell Rory about your dancing prowess," he said quietly.
"Rory already knows. [pause] 'Nite, Luke," I said quietly back.
"Oh! [pause] 'Nite, Jess." I knew that he and I were both thinking the same thing. Knowing those two, Lorelai knows all about my dancing partners as well as my dancing skills.
A/N: Okay, so I went for my lunchtime walk and had this little bridge chapter pop into my head. Don't worry, next chapter is the wedding.
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Chapter Sixteen (Still Tuesday Night - sorry folks!)
Luke and I got into the elevator and wordlessly pushed the button for the 6th floor. Luke gave me a sideways glance and cleared his throat. "So, um, Jess, how'd you learn how to dance like that, anyway?" he asked, barely looking at me.
I let out a noise somewhere between a laugh and a sign and grinned at him. "Well, Luke, if you must know, with all the traveling I've done over the past few years, well, there are lots of parties, lots of clubs, lots of hotel bars, and lots of women. And, well, if you want to get a woman to have sex with you, it sometimes helps to be able to give them a little preview of what I'm offering," I smirked at how uncomfortable I was making him.
"Okay, enough," he said gruffly, holding his hand up in a stop motion. He thought for a moment. "So.have you DANCED with a lot of women?" he asked tentatively.
I unlocked the door to our room and we both stepped inside. I made that noise again, this time more of a laugh than a sigh. "Oh, yeah, I've could give Denny Terrio a run for his money - and that's all over the world, believe me," I snorted.
Luke undressed and got in on one side of the huge king-sized bed, thinking about what I said. I did the same, getting in on the other side of the bed, setting the clock.
"And you're not going to DANCE with anyone from now on, right?" he said warningly. I used to hate it when he got all protective-dad-like with me, but now, in this instance I found it funny.
I turned to look at him with a smirk and realized that he was dead serious. "No, Uncle Luke, I'm hanging up my dancing shoes for good. The only one I'll be dancing with from now on is Rory," I said, turning out the light.
"Okay. [pause] Good. [longer pause] I really don't think that you should tell Rory about your dancing prowess," he said quietly.
"Rory already knows. [pause] 'Nite, Luke," I said quietly back.
"Oh! [pause] 'Nite, Jess." I knew that he and I were both thinking the same thing. Knowing those two, Lorelai knows all about my dancing partners as well as my dancing skills.