The Kissing Competition Part 5
"Life's a riot, a loving friend, pity the day that has to end, Friday come speed home again and I've nothing but you on my mind."
-Faithless (feat. Zoë Johnson), Crazy English Summer
Luke had made a decision. It had been one of the hardest, the most troubling, the most compelling decision he knew he'd ever make but somehow it had been simple, a blessed relief to finally realise.
He loved her and she was going to marry him. For three months they'd stolen every kiss they could; at the diner, his apartment, her house and even behind the town hall one night after a late town meeting. It was getting ridiculous that they couldn't be honest, open and, instead, had to sneak around like teenagers. Lorelai was very sure that they'd been seen at least once by Miss Patty so that meant the whole town probably knew anyway but she still refused to walk around with him in public because she insisted that would jinx it.
In fact, Luke was beginning to get suspicious, maybe she didn't want the whole town to know she was with him? Luke knew that deep down she wasn't a snob but she'd been raised in a completely different environment and earliest lessons are often the hardest to forget.
He was proud of his life; after all, he ran his own business, if not a very glamorous one. He knew the men she'd dated had come from the same kind of world she did but then he saw the way she responded to him. When they were kissing nothing else would dare intrude, it was sacred. It was when they went back to their real lives that the doubts set in. He was finding it harder and harder to ignore this feeling that she was ashamed to be with him and so his decision meant that it was time for all or nothing. For him, there was no going back. He knew she would probably resist but that was one of the things he loved about her the most. As a last resort, he'd just kiss her until she agreed. Luke smiled at that thought, well, maybe not the last.
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Lorelai was on cloud nine. She couldn't remember a time when she'd been happier with her life. Over the years there had been many times when her love and pride for Rory had allowed her to catch a glimpse of this feeling. But since she'd kissed Luke for the very first time she'd felt exhilaration in every moment.
Sometimes she'd be eating at the diner, just watching him her feelings would blindside her and she'd give him their secret signal for a kissing session. She'd catch his eye and lightly touch the side of her mouth with her index finger. It gave her the belly clutch every time his eyes darkened with desire. Lorelai was very pleased to note that he deserved every one of those kissing trophies, her toes curled at the thought of him.
The greatest thing about this relationship that they'd created was that it had nothing to do with Rory, or Jess or the rest of the town, it was theirs and that, to Lorelai, was freedom.
Not that Rory did suspect something but, so far, she hadn't asked, so Lorelai didn't have to lie. Not that she would lie to Rory, it was just so new, so special and somehow sharing this with her daughter felt a little awkward. After all, how do you tell your daughter that you've been making out like a teenager with a man who made her body fizz? Somehow, It felt wrong, so Lorelai had kept quiet.
Keeping quiet had worked really well and Lorelai was beginning to think that it was the best arrangement for her; because they hadn't gone public it didn't seem as real. There seemed less risk this way and for Lorelai that was a huge bonus; if she stuffed this up, she'd never forgive herself and she was pretty sure Luke agreed with her. It was just something like a secret treat she could take whenever she wanted without any problems, no dramas, no misunderstandings and no complications. She could quite happily go on like this for years.
Hello to all, I thank you all for your very positive reviews. Sorry it took time to get this next bit together, I wasn't sure where to go next. Hope you've enjoyed this story, it was my first and after catching this writing bug I suspect there will be more to come. PS. This is the second last instalment, I hope. Remember, reviews maketh the writer so keep 'em coming!