Lorelai was out of control. "And I love you because you because your funny,
and you make me coffee even though it's yuck for me, and you always smell
pretty,"
To Luke's complete discomfort, she was sitting on his lap, tracing her fingers down his flannel chest.
How was he to know that the simple good Samaritan act of making the women a cup of coffee would make him the object of her drunken affections?
Lorelai breathed on him and he grimaced slightly as he inhaled the scent of stale liquor. "So, to sum it up, I love you,"
It was hard for him to listen as the women he had secretly dreamt about for 17 years confess her love to him in a time of vulnerability, when she obviously had no clue what she was talking about.
Lorelai continued rambling. "It's not like your super man or anything, but he's not that cute, spandex isn't flattering really, but your pretty special too,"
Luke smiled awkwardly at her, sympathy streaming through his rugged features.
Suddenly she was kissing him, her mouth hungry for adventure, and for a moment he kissed her back. He knew it wasn't real, because she wasn't acting real, reality wasn't at her side. She bit his lower lip and her tongue ran along his jaw, so that she could leave little kisses on his cheek. Luke tried to push her away, but he didn't want to hurt her, the porcelain doll, whose heart could crash to the ground in one million pieces. So he just sat there, almost in heaven, as she kissed him all over and played with the chest hairs under his shirt.
He would have considered more, but despite the yearning tugging at his heart he knew that he couldn't take advantage of her in her drunken state.
"That's enough," he murmured finding his balance on the floor, finally coming to his senses. "What the hell's the matter with you?" He looked down at her angrily "Nicole might die, she's in a freakin comma for Christ's sake!'
Lorelai frowned," You think I don know that, you think I haven't tried to erase it from my stupid mind! If I could take it back, I would, you know I'd take the god damned thing back!" She sat in an infuriating mess on the couch, too weak to get up, to angry to fall down. "I'd take it back, I would take it back, but it's too flippin late now, cause she's gone away in her ugly car, she's gone-" Her anger had turned into fear now, rocking back and fourth, in a ball of regret.
"What would you take back, what are you talking about?"
"I gave her the god damned pills! It was a mistake, but it's too late now, I poisoned Nicole, your good ol' pal Lorelai's going to jail buddy, cause no one's gonna believe her sorry lil ass! You hear that? I'm sorry!"
To Luke's complete discomfort, she was sitting on his lap, tracing her fingers down his flannel chest.
How was he to know that the simple good Samaritan act of making the women a cup of coffee would make him the object of her drunken affections?
Lorelai breathed on him and he grimaced slightly as he inhaled the scent of stale liquor. "So, to sum it up, I love you,"
It was hard for him to listen as the women he had secretly dreamt about for 17 years confess her love to him in a time of vulnerability, when she obviously had no clue what she was talking about.
Lorelai continued rambling. "It's not like your super man or anything, but he's not that cute, spandex isn't flattering really, but your pretty special too,"
Luke smiled awkwardly at her, sympathy streaming through his rugged features.
Suddenly she was kissing him, her mouth hungry for adventure, and for a moment he kissed her back. He knew it wasn't real, because she wasn't acting real, reality wasn't at her side. She bit his lower lip and her tongue ran along his jaw, so that she could leave little kisses on his cheek. Luke tried to push her away, but he didn't want to hurt her, the porcelain doll, whose heart could crash to the ground in one million pieces. So he just sat there, almost in heaven, as she kissed him all over and played with the chest hairs under his shirt.
He would have considered more, but despite the yearning tugging at his heart he knew that he couldn't take advantage of her in her drunken state.
"That's enough," he murmured finding his balance on the floor, finally coming to his senses. "What the hell's the matter with you?" He looked down at her angrily "Nicole might die, she's in a freakin comma for Christ's sake!'
Lorelai frowned," You think I don know that, you think I haven't tried to erase it from my stupid mind! If I could take it back, I would, you know I'd take the god damned thing back!" She sat in an infuriating mess on the couch, too weak to get up, to angry to fall down. "I'd take it back, I would take it back, but it's too flippin late now, cause she's gone away in her ugly car, she's gone-" Her anger had turned into fear now, rocking back and fourth, in a ball of regret.
"What would you take back, what are you talking about?"
"I gave her the god damned pills! It was a mistake, but it's too late now, I poisoned Nicole, your good ol' pal Lorelai's going to jail buddy, cause no one's gonna believe her sorry lil ass! You hear that? I'm sorry!"