Author's Note: Thank you for the reviews! I kind of cut the last chapter in the middle so just to recap briefly, we were at the will they/won't they portion of this fic. Luke and Lorelai were having a discussion about their relationship prior to some kissing action. I still don't own Gilmore Girls or this disco classic...

Hot Stuff by Donna Summer...

Lookin' for some hot stuff baby this evenin'

I need some hot stuff baby tonight

I want some hot stuff baby this evenin'

Gotta have some hot stuff

Gotta have some lovin' tonight

I need hot stuff

I want some hot stuff

I need hot stuff

Luke placed his hands under Lorelai and pulled her closer to him on his lap. She kissed him deeply and ran her fingers lightly over his jaw and down his neck to his chest. She forcefully pulled Luke's shirt with her hand she heard him take a sharp intake of breath. Lorelai smiled and laughed wickedly at his reaction.

"So, we're good then?" Luke said pulling away from her for a minute.

"Oh yeah, we're better than good," she said pulling him toward her again. Just before she kissed him again she said, "I believe we were rudely interrupted the last time we attempted this."

"Well not this time," Luke said pulling her to him as he gently slipped one hand under her shirt and skillfully removed it in one swift movement. Lorelai was perched on top of him, straddling his waist and she giggled ruefully at his tenacity and aggression in removing her shirt.

"Dirty," she whispered moving in to kiss his forcefully. As they kissed she once again worked on the buttons of his flannel shirt. Once again she removed it and threw it across the room.

Luke's hands probed her torso gently as if he was exploring new territory, which he was. He moved his mouth down her collarbone gently kissing the soft fleshy skin. Lorelai let out a satisfied sigh as Luke hit hot a spot that was particularly pleasurable.

Lorelai pushed her hands back from Luke's chest and forcefully placed her fingers under Luke's shirt. She yanked it inside out over his head discarding it without a second thought on the floor. She let her eyes wander briefly over his chest and arms. 'Who knew Luke was so ripped?' she thought to herself as she smiled at him.

"Yeah, the layering thing definitely has to go," she told him. "And I think I see a whole lot of sleeveless shirts in your future this summer," she said running her hands lightly down his biceps.

"We'll see about that," he protested lightly pulling her toward him again. They crashed together again and kissed hungrily, getting to know each other more intimately than ever before. Lorelai's hand was moving slowly to work on Luke's belt buckle. She had the loop out of the buckle and was just about to pull the belt through the loops when they heard a piercing noise. They both shot up off the couch startled by the noise.

"What the hell is that?" Lorelai asked scrambling to find her shirt.

"It's the fire alarm," Luke yelled over the noise and retrieved his T-shirt from the floor. He put an arm around Lorelai's shoulder and helped usher her out of the apartment as she quickly threw her shirt on over her head.

They came downstairs to see a commotion of what few people were in the diner running toward the door. Luke told Lorelai to wait outside while he looked for Caesar in the kitchen and she obeyed his command mostly to avoid the piercing ring of the fire alarm.

Luke turned the corner to the kitchen and saw flames. He yelled for Caesar and finally saw him through the smoke fumbling with the fire extinguisher. He dashed next to him and quickly pulled the pin and started to spray the flames. The fire was rapidly extinguished but the thick smoke from the fire still hung in the air. They were both coughing and struggling to find clean air. Luke and Caesar coughed as they exited the diner.

"Are you alright?" Lorelai said running over to him.

"Yeah, I'm fine," Luke said coughing. He turned to Caesar and asked, "What happened?"

"I'm sorry Luke," Caesar said trying to expel the smoke from his lungs. "It was a grease fire. It wasn't that big, but I couldn't find the fire extinguisher right away and by the time I did it had gotten a little out of control."

"Was there much damage?" Lorelai asked.

"Couldn't tell," Luke said still coughing. "There was a lot of smoke back there. From what I could tell it didn't look too bad."

Luke was leaning over with his hands on his thighs coughing. Lorelai noticed that his shirt had gotten slightly singed. Lorelai walked behind him and gently rubbed his back. He stood up and pulled and Lorelai into a hug. He stepped back and just held her hand tightly.

"Are you okay?" she asked.

"Yeah, I'm good," he said. They were quiet for a moment while they waited for the fire department to arrive. "It could have been bad," he added.

"But it wasn't," Lorelai replied. "You said it didn't look too bad. Did you get burned?" she asked gesturing to his sleeve.

"A little, it's not too bad though. I should have been there," he added.

"You were there, you just weren't in the diner," Lorelai tried to make him feel better. She felt a little guilty. She was the one who asked to Luke to talk upstairs. She was the one who let things go too far upstairs while downstairs the diner was on fire.

"I know. I'm just glad everyone is okay," he said.

"Me too," she replied.

They stood across the street and waited until the fire department pulled up. Luke had to deal with filling out reports, getting bandaged and filing insurance claims so he told Lorelai she should go home and get some rest. After all, the Dragonfly was set to officially open the next day and she needed to be refreshed. Grudgingly she agreed with him but only after she saw that the damage to the diner was minimal and that Luke was in no danger sleeping there that night. Luke would have to buy a new stove and he'd probably have to sleep with some windows open, but that was about the extent of it.

Lorelai shuffled through her front door once again feeling tired and unsatisfied after being with Luke. She hoped this wasn't going to turn into a pattern. Initially she wanted to take things slow, but after their last few interactions she felt like she couldn't hold back anymore. She hoped his arm would be all right. The paramedic said it was minor, but she still worried. She sighed and trudged up the stairs to get a good night's sleep. Tomorrow was going to be a big day.

Lorelai had a restless sleep. Although everything was ready to go at the Dragonfly she couldn't sleep with the anticipation of the inn opening. Even though the first guests probably wouldn't arrive until the evening Lorelai was anxious. It was 5 a.m. and there was only one other person she knew who would be up at 5 a.m. and going to see him seemed to the obvious choice.

Lorelai knocked on the diner door when she saw Luke come down the stairs. She was chipper and awake, running on excitement and adrenaline. Luke walked over to the door and unlocked it.

"You're up early," he stated.

"Yep," she said entering and planting a small kiss on his lips. "I have all this energy today so I thought I'd come over and see how things are here. How's your arm?"

"It's been better, but it could have been a lot worse. My arm is sore, but it's all right," he said leading her into the kitchen.

The wall the stove was on was black, as well as some of the counter space surrounding it. The ceiling above the stove was also charred.

"Well, I don't see this as a bad thing," she said surveying the walls. "You know I never painted the kitchen when I painted a few years ago. I only painted the diner. I see paint swatches in our future my friend," she said slinging her arm around Luke's shoulder.

Even Luke couldn't help but grin at her comment. "Okay, but I'm not looking to make the kitchen into the Tuscan countryside," he retorted remembering Lorelai's penchant for bold color.

"You're no fun," she replied. "But I love you anyway."

"Thanks," he said dryly. "So, is everything ready for the opening?"

"Yeah, it's all set. I'm nervous, but I'm excited. This is everything I've ever wanted," she told him walking back into the diner and sitting on a stool.

"It's gonna be great," he reassured her. "I wouldn't invest in a failure," he said confidently.

"Speaking of investments," Lorelai started. "Since when did you become an investor? I called you an investor and you kept calling it a loan, but then all of sudden you starting calling yourself an investor."

"You've been telling me I'm an investor. Maybe it was the power of suggestion," he replied casually starting the coffee.

"I don't think so," she replied. "I seem to recall the first time you called yourself an investor was when we were fighting about Jason."

"Did I?" Luke said not looking at her. "Hadn't noticed."

"I did," she said. "You were very territorial," she grinned at him.

He turned around and saw that she wasn't trying to fight with him she was just trying to give him a hard time.

"It was kind of sexy," she added leaning over the counter. "I mean, I wouldn't make a habit of it, but every now and then? Pretty hot."

"I'm so glad you approve," he said leaning for a quick kiss.

"So, how are you going to open today? You don't have a stove," she asked leaning back.

"Well it looks like I won't have any hot food today. I'm hoping to track down a stove by sometime tomorrow. Otherwise, it looks like it might be sandwiches and coffee around here for a while," he replied.

"You'll find one," she said reassuringly patting his hand. They sat for a moment in companionable silence before Lorelai decided to broach an awkward subject. "So, about yesterday...I kind of got the feeling things might have gotten a little more," she paused to think of the right word, "interesting if the fire alarm hadn't have gone off," she finished.

"Aw geez," he replied. "We're not gonna talk about this are we?"

"Luke, I think we should," she said.

"But then if we talk about it it's this giant pink elephant in the middle of the room. You're waiting for it to happen and I'm waiting for it to happen and then that's all you think about because you've talked it death," he breathed.

"Wow, tell me how you really feel," she commented.

"I'm just saying I think it's something that should just happen naturally. You know when you're ready and I'm ready," he added.

"But how will I know if you're ready if we don't talk about it?" she asked innocently.

He looked her directly in the eye, placed his hand over hers on the counter and said in all seriousness, "I'm ready."

Lorelai had to smile. Luke who wasn't usually direct, who normally held back his feelings had made it abundantly clear that he wanted her in two little words.

"Good to know," she said with a laugh.

He returned her smile. "I'm sorry. I know you wanted to take this slow and I did too, but I feel like I've been waiting for us for a long time already. This might sound stupid, but it just feels right," he said.

"I know what you mean," Lorelai said. "And honestly I'm ready too," she added.

"Okay, so then we're both ready," he said hesitantly.

"Right," she agreed. "So when it happens we'll be ready."

"Good," he said awkwardly.

"Good," she affirmed with the same discomfort. "We might want to have the fire extinguishers on stand-by when it's time though. I mean we're so hot we started a fire a floor below us," she giggled.

"That definitely had more to do with you than me," he complimented her.

"I wouldn't sell yourself short," Lorelai added. "Although yesterday wasn't exactly how I planned, I finally got that flannel armor off and I must say the view was very nice," she told him.

Luke blushed a little at her comment. It was almost surreal that Lorelai was talking this way about him.

"Aww, I made you blush," she said in a child-like voice as she reached out and placed her hand on his face. He covered her hand with his own and gave it a quick kiss then he moved in and placed a lingering kiss on her lips just as the bell above the diner rang. They both turned toward the door.

"You have to get up pretty early in the morning to hide from me," Patty said sauntering over to the counter. "Is this your little early morning love nest?"

"Patty please," Luke sighed dropping Lorelai's hand.

Patty leaned over to Lorelai as Luke filled up a coffee cup. "Honey, you are lucky," Patty told her. "I've been coming here since the day he opened this place and I have never gotten service like that," she said with a knowing grin.

They both glanced over at Luke. He had heard Patty's comment and was trying desperately to ignore it.

"No matter how hard I tried I never got service like that," Patty muttered almost nostalgically.

Both Luke and Lorelai grimaced as he handed her the coffee in a carry out cup. Luke's eyes practically begged her not to run off to the Dragonfly just yet.

"Well I have to get going. I've got an inn to open," Lorelai said standing up.

"Oh, that inn is something else Lorelai. It's going to be a great success," Miss Patty said turning to see her walk to the door.

"Don't you want a muffin or pancakes?" Luke asked in an attempt to get him to stay.

"No, I'm good and you don't have a stove remember?" she replied with a mischievous grin. "You keep him warm for me okay Patty?"

"Oh no problem dear," Patty said with a suggestive look in Luke's direction as he hung his head.

"Good luck," he said finally looking up.

"Thanks," she said as she exited the diner. She passed Andrew on her way and it made her feel a little bit better that Patty wouldn't have a chance to have her way with Luke.

TBC