Meant for Each Other
By Ali Johnson
Summary:
Lorelai and Luke belong with each other. But they can never seem to get together. Who knows what it is but this is how it would be if they were.
Chapter 2. Coffee Isn't Always Bitter
The story of Lorelai and Luke's first kiss. Again, I really believe that they truly belong with each other and that all others should just stay out of their way, or at least my way, cause I will crush them!
So, this is how the first kiss went.
Rory was about 3 years old and was in the care of Sookie and Michelle at the moment. Lorelai was going to report that the porch on he house that part of it had fallen in again and she was wondering if Luke would fix it for her.
Luke POV
When I saw Lorelai coming at 8:00 at night I put the coffee back on. I knew she'd be wanting some. She had a face on that said something like 'oh please help me, Luke!' I'd gotten to know that face because she put it on whenever she needed something like coffee or a fixed refrigerater or advice over a sordid situation.
I poured her coffee when she entered, "What do you need besides a cup?" I asked because even after seeing the cup of coffee her face still looked distressed.
"How did you know I needed something?" She asked
"You put on the innocent look that says 'please Luke, help me!'" I replied. I realized 2 seconds after that I should not have told her that.
"I look innocent?" She asked with a mischevious smile covering her face like a veil.
"Not anymore," I replied, "So what's up?"
"My porch fell in," She answered.
"Your porch fell in?" I asked, she nodded, "How did you porch fall in?"
"Well I was standing on it," Lorelai began
"You don't look that heavy," I remarked. She glared at me and continued.
"I put Rory in the house and went out to get the groceries," She continued
"You and Rory put together, must weigh at least 600 pounds," I mocked. She rolled her eyes and kept talking and explaining
"Well, then Kirk, Babet, Miss Patty, Taylor and half a dozen other people were talking about something and they came onto the porch for my opinion on it and BOOM!" She finished. For one of they few times in my life I laughed. Even imagining those people falling through a porch is funny, but when it really happens; now that is downright hilarious.
"So you want me to help you get them out." I said
"Oh yes," She replied sarcastically, "They're already on the way to the center of the Earth."
"Oh don't worry, they were going there anyways," I replied
"Luke, that is positively mean, but you're right," She countered, "No, actually, I just want you to fix it."
"Now?" I asked
She took a drink.
"Why not, it would annoy the neighbors." Lorelai replied
I looked at her, "N. O. uh-uh no way am I fixing your porch again."
"Come on Luke, I'll pay you!" She pleaded
"No," I replied
"I'll do anything," She said. Anything, I thought, but I didn't say it.
"I don't want your money," I told her.
"Fine then I won't pay you for breakfast or coffee or food anymore." Lorelai replied defiantly
"I meant I don't want money to fix your porch," I explained
"I know what you meant." She replied
"Good," I said
"Then what will it take?" She asked following me behind the counter. I turned around to find her less than 2 inches from me.
Neither of us moved and I put my hands on her shoulders.
"Nothing," I replied. Then I turned away. But she grabbed me and kissed me lightly. She tasted like coffee, but it wasn't bitter it was really sweet, like sugar or chocolate but it still tasted like coffee. I guess not all coffee is bitter, but men do need to breath. I pulled way for air and then leaned in again but she backed out from behind the counter and ran out the door quickly.
That was when I realized that now I was going to fix her porch. I don't know what compelled me to but at 3 in the morning I had my tools out there and I was hammering firmer boards out there. It was 5 when Lorelai was finally put out with all the noise. She opened the door and walked outside. She had a blanket around her and her hair was a mess.
"Luke, what are you doing?" She asked
"Fixing your porch," I replied
"Or trying to wake every person in the northern hemisphere." She added
"Well, you told me to fix your porch," He said, "And I couldn't get out any other time, I'd have to close the diner."
"Yeah well, some of us are still sleeping at this hour, Luke, it's the time when we regain our sanity." She informed me.
"Well, I don't need to do that, I've been insane for years and I don't believe I'll regain sanity, so I don't sleep." I replied. I wondered if Lorelai would bring up last night. I knew that as sure as hell I wasn't going to.
"Not hard to believe," She told me, "Luke, about last night."
There it was, she was going to tell me she slipped or some other odd excuse for kissing me.
"Yeah," I replied, "Last night."
Then she surprised me.
"Why did you kiss me?" She asked promptly. I dropped my hammer in surprise.
"I kissed you?" I asked, "I could have sworn it was the other way around,"
"I suppose that's what I paid you to fix my porch?" Lorelai asked. She didn't exactly sound mad, I had a feeling she was toying with me. Stringing me along, it sounded very Lorelai.
"I suppose," I said. Maybe I remembered wrong, maybe I had forced my self to believe that it was her because I was so shocked in my movement. Well, either way, she never mentioned that kiss again, so I guess she believed me.
But I could never forget what she had tasted like. Coffee has never tasted so sweet.
By Ali Johnson
Summary:
Lorelai and Luke belong with each other. But they can never seem to get together. Who knows what it is but this is how it would be if they were.
Chapter 2. Coffee Isn't Always Bitter
The story of Lorelai and Luke's first kiss. Again, I really believe that they truly belong with each other and that all others should just stay out of their way, or at least my way, cause I will crush them!
So, this is how the first kiss went.
Rory was about 3 years old and was in the care of Sookie and Michelle at the moment. Lorelai was going to report that the porch on he house that part of it had fallen in again and she was wondering if Luke would fix it for her.
Luke POV
When I saw Lorelai coming at 8:00 at night I put the coffee back on. I knew she'd be wanting some. She had a face on that said something like 'oh please help me, Luke!' I'd gotten to know that face because she put it on whenever she needed something like coffee or a fixed refrigerater or advice over a sordid situation.
I poured her coffee when she entered, "What do you need besides a cup?" I asked because even after seeing the cup of coffee her face still looked distressed.
"How did you know I needed something?" She asked
"You put on the innocent look that says 'please Luke, help me!'" I replied. I realized 2 seconds after that I should not have told her that.
"I look innocent?" She asked with a mischevious smile covering her face like a veil.
"Not anymore," I replied, "So what's up?"
"My porch fell in," She answered.
"Your porch fell in?" I asked, she nodded, "How did you porch fall in?"
"Well I was standing on it," Lorelai began
"You don't look that heavy," I remarked. She glared at me and continued.
"I put Rory in the house and went out to get the groceries," She continued
"You and Rory put together, must weigh at least 600 pounds," I mocked. She rolled her eyes and kept talking and explaining
"Well, then Kirk, Babet, Miss Patty, Taylor and half a dozen other people were talking about something and they came onto the porch for my opinion on it and BOOM!" She finished. For one of they few times in my life I laughed. Even imagining those people falling through a porch is funny, but when it really happens; now that is downright hilarious.
"So you want me to help you get them out." I said
"Oh yes," She replied sarcastically, "They're already on the way to the center of the Earth."
"Oh don't worry, they were going there anyways," I replied
"Luke, that is positively mean, but you're right," She countered, "No, actually, I just want you to fix it."
"Now?" I asked
She took a drink.
"Why not, it would annoy the neighbors." Lorelai replied
I looked at her, "N. O. uh-uh no way am I fixing your porch again."
"Come on Luke, I'll pay you!" She pleaded
"No," I replied
"I'll do anything," She said. Anything, I thought, but I didn't say it.
"I don't want your money," I told her.
"Fine then I won't pay you for breakfast or coffee or food anymore." Lorelai replied defiantly
"I meant I don't want money to fix your porch," I explained
"I know what you meant." She replied
"Good," I said
"Then what will it take?" She asked following me behind the counter. I turned around to find her less than 2 inches from me.
Neither of us moved and I put my hands on her shoulders.
"Nothing," I replied. Then I turned away. But she grabbed me and kissed me lightly. She tasted like coffee, but it wasn't bitter it was really sweet, like sugar or chocolate but it still tasted like coffee. I guess not all coffee is bitter, but men do need to breath. I pulled way for air and then leaned in again but she backed out from behind the counter and ran out the door quickly.
That was when I realized that now I was going to fix her porch. I don't know what compelled me to but at 3 in the morning I had my tools out there and I was hammering firmer boards out there. It was 5 when Lorelai was finally put out with all the noise. She opened the door and walked outside. She had a blanket around her and her hair was a mess.
"Luke, what are you doing?" She asked
"Fixing your porch," I replied
"Or trying to wake every person in the northern hemisphere." She added
"Well, you told me to fix your porch," He said, "And I couldn't get out any other time, I'd have to close the diner."
"Yeah well, some of us are still sleeping at this hour, Luke, it's the time when we regain our sanity." She informed me.
"Well, I don't need to do that, I've been insane for years and I don't believe I'll regain sanity, so I don't sleep." I replied. I wondered if Lorelai would bring up last night. I knew that as sure as hell I wasn't going to.
"Not hard to believe," She told me, "Luke, about last night."
There it was, she was going to tell me she slipped or some other odd excuse for kissing me.
"Yeah," I replied, "Last night."
Then she surprised me.
"Why did you kiss me?" She asked promptly. I dropped my hammer in surprise.
"I kissed you?" I asked, "I could have sworn it was the other way around,"
"I suppose that's what I paid you to fix my porch?" Lorelai asked. She didn't exactly sound mad, I had a feeling she was toying with me. Stringing me along, it sounded very Lorelai.
"I suppose," I said. Maybe I remembered wrong, maybe I had forced my self to believe that it was her because I was so shocked in my movement. Well, either way, she never mentioned that kiss again, so I guess she believed me.
But I could never forget what she had tasted like. Coffee has never tasted so sweet.