Glass Houses
Chapter 1
Who's Throwing Stones?
Lorelai wasn't quiet sure what woke her up until she heard it again. Clink. Then again. Clink. She shook her head and looked toward the window where the noise seemed to be coming from and frowned. "Dreaming," she murmured aloud. "And hey it could be Brad Pitt on the lawn throwing rocks and who would want to miss that dream?" She thought throwing back the covers and shuffling to the window. There stood Jason, suit and all tossing tiny pebbles at her window. She shook her head and tugged the window up. "What on earth are you doing?"
"Well, I figured this was a little more romantic than calling at 1 am."
"OK so far."
"Can we have lunch tomorrow?"
"Better, but lunch isn't really a good time for me tomorrow. Dinner?"
"Yeah, sounds good." Lorelai smiled at him. "Pick me up here at 7."
"All right." He said hesitating at the mischievous nature of her grin. "What are you up to?"
"Nothing...I'll see you tonight." She said taking a meaningful, pointed glance at the pink Hello Kitty clock on her nightstand.
"See you then." Jason started to walk away, but turned around just as Lorelai pulled at the window. "Lorelai?"
"Jason?" she returned.
"I think I might love you." He said with an odd look on his face. One that in her shock Lorelai couldn't place. It was either fear or joy—she wasn't sure which she was hoping for.
Chapter 1
Who's Throwing Stones?
Lorelai wasn't quiet sure what woke her up until she heard it again. Clink. Then again. Clink. She shook her head and looked toward the window where the noise seemed to be coming from and frowned. "Dreaming," she murmured aloud. "And hey it could be Brad Pitt on the lawn throwing rocks and who would want to miss that dream?" She thought throwing back the covers and shuffling to the window. There stood Jason, suit and all tossing tiny pebbles at her window. She shook her head and tugged the window up. "What on earth are you doing?"
"Well, I figured this was a little more romantic than calling at 1 am."
"OK so far."
"Can we have lunch tomorrow?"
"Better, but lunch isn't really a good time for me tomorrow. Dinner?"
"Yeah, sounds good." Lorelai smiled at him. "Pick me up here at 7."
"All right." He said hesitating at the mischievous nature of her grin. "What are you up to?"
"Nothing...I'll see you tonight." She said taking a meaningful, pointed glance at the pink Hello Kitty clock on her nightstand.
"See you then." Jason started to walk away, but turned around just as Lorelai pulled at the window. "Lorelai?"
"Jason?" she returned.
"I think I might love you." He said with an odd look on his face. One that in her shock Lorelai couldn't place. It was either fear or joy—she wasn't sure which she was hoping for.